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I went away six years ago.

As clown.

Official job title:

Comedian, no church tax charge.

Now I get home, ruined,

barely usable as amateur.

No one, not even my father knows exactly, how many of these factories

belong my parents, the "brown coal Schniers".

You must give it in writing that we educate our children Roman Catholic.

But so far we have no children.

Yes but you have to give it in writing, otherwise we are not married in the Church.

And in addition we also need to be married in a civil ceremony.

I don't know, we should wait a bit,

a year is more not important.

You don't understand what it means to me to live in this state.

And without promising, that our children get a Roman Catholic education.

I'll sign anything even this paper.

You do only by laziness.

And not because you are convinced of the authority of certain abstract regulatory principles

Yes I do it out of laziness. I like to share my whole life with you.

I would even transgress to Roman Catholic church, if it is necessary to keep you.

But words like: abstract regulatory principles remind me of...

Torture chamber.

We're not talking not about you or me but about the rules.

-Please put it here. -Your health.

My god, please be merciful, we can talk at breakfast tomorrow.

I had a terrible presentation.

This tired smug contempt when I am on stage.

Just as stale as this beer.

I don't understand you.

First we argue about my signature on this form of blackmailing,

then the civil wedding...

I say yes to both and you're worse than before.

Yes it is much too quickly for me.

Do you think, I do not notice, that you shy the dispute.

What are you going to actually?

Bring the ashtray and lie down next to me and we'll talk, please.

Come over.

Something in this talk I do not like, it does not sound like you.

Such as?

I don't know, it smells like Bonn.

Like the circle around Z�pfner, Sommerwild and whoever.

Maybe your ears imagine to hear, what your eyes have seen.

I don't understand.

So you don't know about Roman Catholics meeting here.

Yes I saw the posters.

...and that Heribert and prelate Sommerwild could be here.

Here in the hotel? Yes.

-Why did you not make an appointment? -You were out.

But now I have time, phone them.

They left... This afternoon.

I am glad that you've been breathing Roman Catholic air,though imported.

Why are you so angry?

I'm not angry and you know.

Say that you know it.

If she had been crying. I could have hugged and kissed her.

I did not and only by routine or mandatory. I did not want to.

I thought of Z�pfner and prelate Sommerwild.

And that she had three days contact with them, without telling me.

Sure they talked about me.

Z�pfner is member in the umbrella organization of Roman Catholic laymen.

I must go the way, which I need to go. Marie

Borrow the fare, please.

Oh no, I do not know whether, they can pay the bill.

You wash your feet in the sink and so on...

Do I get my money or should I call the police?

I give nothing.

Take this.

This is outrageous shave in the corridor?!?

ok

Take this as compensation.

Crap. Crap.

Yes.

My name is Kostert I am the organizer,

we have to clarify the fee, Mr. Schnier.

Nothing against.

We agreed DM 150 for a clown worth 300.

I am president of a charitable Christian organization.

My conscience forbids me to pay DM 150 where 50 are more than excellently.

Still listening?

Yes I am listening and wait.

Make a suggestion, Mr. Schnier.

Listen, Mr. Kostert, following suggestion:

You by me a rail ticket to Bonn, by me a bottle schnaps,

than you come here, pay my hotel including gratuity,

and leave enough money for a cab to the station,

and you are, with your christian conscience, in charge for the transport of my luggage to the station.

Agreed?

-I wanted to offer you DM 50. -Take the tram, that is cheaper.

Could take the luggage in your taxi?

Listen, I'm hurt, I can't carry that stuff.

I even have an agent.

Formerly he brought flowers to the hotel after the performance.

Champagne onto the room.

We had interviews, applause.

We collected newspaper cutouts. My Gage climbed.

Mr. Schnier, here is Kostert you have to listen.

-Leave me alone. -You need a physician?

Give me my cash and go home.

Everything alright?

Yes, fuck off you lousy Christian bird.

Hide all issues.

Get lost.

The taxi cash was counted, only DM 1 left.

My father would say: poor earnings.

(Speaker) Here Bonn.

In this house we have an apartment, which my grandfather presented me.

I lived there with Marie.

There is a precondition for the apartment. I can not sell or rent it.

A typical gift of wealthy people.

Monika Silfs remained our only friend. We had called her, before we came back home.

Than she cleaned the apartment and made the shopping.

(telephone not working, bill not paid)

I suffer not only of melancholy, headache and indolence,

my worst suffer is: I am monogamous.

There is only one women for me: Marie.

And since Marie left me to marry this Roman Catholic Z�pfner.

I live like a monk should live. But I am not a monk.

I was born in Bonn and I know many people here.

My parents live here and my brother Leo.

With the death of my sister Henriette my parents stopped existing for me.

Henriette died 17 years ago.

She was 16, when the war went over.

They said go voluntarily to the antiaircraft gun.

And she went - not really voluntarily.

G' day.

Whither Henriette is making the excursion?

Excursion? Nonsense, she went to Bonn to go voluntarily to the antiaircraft gun.

Peel your apple not so thick my boy.

Look!

You need to understand, that everyone has to do his duty.

Chase away the Jewish Yankees from our holy mother earth.

Our holy German earth and they are not far away from here.

This "holy German earth" is kind of funny, when I think about the money,

that the "brown carbon Schniers" made the last 70 years by gnawing it.

-What are you doing? -The werewolf -Do not you? Yes

(A man, dialect from Bonn, giving use instructions for the rifle K98.)

Try it again.

Fortunately Gerd was orphan.

You'll do it better than this stupid boy.

I believe that the living are dead and the dead are living.

Not like the Roman Catholics.

For me is a young boy like George, who died by a bazooka,

is more alive than my mother.

I always can hear her voice, the voice of Henriette never again.

With 10 years he got a medal for the destruction of 3 Russian tanks.

Whats his name?

Rubezahl Dirty defeatist.

Nazi swine.

Finish.

You're under arrest.

Wipe out with dull and stalk.

Consider, the boy not yet 12.

Where did you find the word: Nazi swine?

Of the ground-barrier Annaberger Hof.

I've read it.

You didn't hear it?

No.

The boy doesn't know what he says.

He doesn't know what he does.

I would otherwise have to withdraw my hand from him.

Withdraw it.

Hardness, unrelenting hardness.

There they all sit again.

Mr. Br�he who wanted to shot me dead 17 years ago.

And the dear Kalik, who plead hardness, unrelenting hardness.

Now they are getting reinforcement by prelate Sommerwild.

The Papal Envoy for matrimonial questions.

And as special attraction they included a Rabbi.

Another place setting K�the.

We got unexpected and unannounced visit.

Yes, Madam President

I'm right, here at the Central Committee of the Society for racial reconciliation opposites?

I am a visiting delegate of the central committee of the Jewish Yankees.

And I would be grateful for a cup of coffee.

Only tea is served.

No place at the table for the unexpected delegate?

For the unannounced lost son?

No coffee, tea only, when everybody in the house knows, that I do not like tea.

You should at last have learned, that you have to adapt.

It may also be in instant coffee, Madam President

Always these extravagances.

They need to know, that I was born in this house and almost have grown.

And that everyone knows how allergic I am against tea.

Rash, you know.

Most worrying for me concerning the guests of my mother, this lady there,

is the guilelessness of returned emigrants.

They are so touched by the remorse, of the highly proclaimed pledges to democracy,

they do not comprehend, that the secret of scare is in details.

To repent great things is so easy:

murder, adultery, political crime, anti-Antisemitism but who forgives, who understands the details?

They have to imagine, that this men would have had no objection,

if I had been executed 20 years ago. Here, in this garden.

And if they knew, how this gentleman regarded my father, when he asked for clemency for me.

But we all regretted.

Even today they would prefer to possibly not kill, but kick me out here.

What has happened to her daughter, Madam?

She was such a pretty, fresh, funny girl.

What happened to her daughter, Madam?

Can I talk to her?

I do not think about joining volunteer the antiaircraft gun.

After all it says: voluntarily.

You shouldn't urge the child in this situation.

There are duties that even if they are referred as voluntary, still are duties especially in this situation.

Duties have to be done, always. You have to do your duty.

I should be happy to go from here voluntarily, but not there.

Go away and hide at uncle Walter or Wienekens aunt.

I do not permit defeatism and I will not tolerate requests for shirking.

You will never forget.

Forget?

Should I forget? Mama?

And where is papa?

He has a meeting of the Supervisory Board.

How he is doing?

He became old and wise.

And Leo?

He is diligent, diligent.

He is predicted a great future as a theologian

Oh god, of all Leo a future as a theologian.

It was fairly bitter for us, when he converted. The spirit blows, where he wants to.

-And where is he? -Here in Bonn in a dorm for theologians.

And how does grandfather?

Fantastic, indestructible, soon celebrates his 90th, a mystery how he does it.

Why, it's quite simple, these old boys are not worn out by memories or conscience.

But the real purpose of your coming?

You are doing bad again, I hear.

You have occupational pitch, I was told.

So, oh and now you fear, that I'm asking for money.

But you don't need to fear, mama. Not yet, you'll give me none.

But I'll have to go the legal way. I need the money.

Because I want to go to America, someone gave me a chance.

A Jewish Yankee by the way but I will do my best of course, to avoid racial opposites.

My concern is the principles, the principles.

We should, in the next room... alone...

K�the, more tea, please.

We still have no date for the meeting of the executive Committee.

Schnier, they act here very dramatically but not professional

Why they don't show us for a change a double salto? As amusement, to relax?

I am not an artist but comedian, a difference at least as large,

such as between a moral theologian an a canon lawyer.

And if here something happens double then a double murder.

Schnier, Schnier, I'm seriously worried about you.

They came to Bonn to tell us enmity.

Wouldn't it be better to go home?

I know very well that they do not like me.

But it will surprise you, I like you.

They must concede that I have the right to enforce certain ordinances.

If necessary with violence.

Emphatic and objectively.

The thing at issue here is so subjective, such as it can only be.

This Z�pfner...

Don't talk about Heribert.

They are witty.

Someone took my wife and just about this person I should remain silent?

He is not "someone" and Fraulein Derkum was not your wife; he didn't take away, she went away.

Completely voluntarily?

God Lord, Schnier, they can't demand by me, as a Roman Catholic priest,

that I encourage a woman to continue living in conkubinat.

You can love a woman, without living with her.

Ah, now they start with virgin Mary.

And where is what they call: demand carnal?

They are quite drastic, Schnier.

The process that leads to the generation of a child is a pretty drastic thing.

Everything the church preaches about this drastic thing is nothing but hypocrisy.

Basically you say this filth is only legitimate in the marriage.

Or you separate the physical from what else this includes.

But the wife that only suffers her man is not only body, not even the whore...

I'm surprised, Schnier, how much you've been thinking about this matter.

Surprised they should be on the thoughtless dogs, viewing their wife as their rightful possession.

But the things need to be regulated.

Your regulations, you send nature on a track that you call adultery

and if the nature then breaks into a marriage you get fear.

Confessed, forgiven, sinned confessed again and so on, all regulated.

They do not understand anything,

The consequences of this will be a double adultery,

the one whom Marie commits by marrying your Heribert.

and the one, she commits, when she leaves him one day.

Schnier, I know very well what is wrong with you,

You are monogamous like a donkey.

They don't even know anything about zoology.

Donkeys are not monogamous, even if they look devoutly.

Monogamous are: dole, sticklebacks, ravens, and sometimes rhinoceroses.

Marie apparently not.

I'm sorry, Schnier, I would like to spared them, they believe me.

Where is she?

They went to Rome.

Honeymoon or what?

It is called.

So that whoredom is complete.

Maybe there is someone in the city, which grant me a coffee.

~ Christ is arisen ... ~

I would like to speak to the student of theology, Leo Schnier.

Whom should I report?

Schnier, s-c-h-n-i-e-r

What's this?

(in Latin) I am the brother of Leo.

(in Latin) Your brother is in the refectory.

The gentlemen are eating and eating they should not be disturbed.

And later?

Later they will pray and praying they can�t be disturbed.

The matter is very urgent.

Fatality?

No, but almost.

Severe accident?

No, inward accident.

Oh, internal bleeding?

No, my soul.

The human being does consist of body and soul.

Augustinus, Bonaventura, Cusanus, you are going the wrong way.

Please, tell Mr. Schnier to phone me after eating and of course after praying.

The soul of his brother is in danger.

Soul, brother, danger.

The matter is very, very urgent.

Urgent soul matter. Listen, I may give you an well-meant advice?

Please?

Let them Augustinus, sent formulated subjectivity is far from theology.

And is guided to harm young souls, nothing but journalism, feuilleton

with a few dialectical elements. You don't mind this advice?

No, I'm going home and immediately throw my Augustine into fire.

The right thing, into fire.

God with you.

At Maries father, the old Derkum, I spent half days.

I helped in the store and he tried to explain to me Hegel and Marx.

(reading a philosophical work about money from Karl Marx 1818-1883

end of the treatise)

Dad, key. ah yes, thank you.

Anyone there?

Go!

No.

No, I don't go.

Where should I go?

Should I go to Cologne, lend me DM 20 and marry you later?

No, don't go to Cologne.

(Bonn was a small city, the "Lady s" can be found in Cologne)

I always think of these women in Cologne, which make this thing for money.

But it is not to be paid with money.

And therefore all women whose men go there, are to blame in its.

Everything I've read about the so-called physical love

and the other love, I think is nonsense.

I can't separate that.

Do you love me? and think I'm beautiful?

Yes.

You're the only girl with whom I want to do this thing.

I've always thought only of you, if I thought about it,

already at boarding school. I'm only thinking of you.

What are you doing?

Make up.

You prefer to go?

No.

Please stop crying.

Always the same with you. I need to get you out the pub.

Where have you been so long?

What did you do?

You've got icy hands.

I've washed the laundry, I would've brought fresh,

but we only have four pairs, always two on beds and two in the wash.

As they lie so wonderfully warm like two birds in a nest.

Haven't you hot water?

The boiler is broken for a long time.

What's up?

My god, I'm Roman Catholic you know that.

But every other girl, Evangelical-Lutheran or Jewish would react the same way.

There exists indeed such a thing like innocence.

Not only for Roman Catholics.

I can't come here any more.

But why?

Do you love me? and think I'm beautiful?

But of course!

But of course I like to hear it.

Yes.

I love you and think you're beautiful.

You get out up early every morning?

Father asleeps towards morning and stays in bed by 9:00,

I'm off down to open the store and bring in the newspapers.

Better you leave the house before half past seven.

Now I make coffee.

I feel correctly married.

Not washed not combed you're always like that for breakfast?

Not even the boarding school was able to educate me to wash me regularly early in the morning.

And what you do? You have to do something to make you fresh.

I rub myself with Eau de Cologne.

But this is quite expensive.

I get a gift from my uncle big bottles full of this stuff. He's general representative of 4712.

Do you remember how you got up last night and washed the bed linen?

And do you remember how you warmed my hands under your armpits?

You have to go now.

It's close to half past seven and school children are coming .

Not even the devil has such sharp eyes as neighbors.

Anna, good morning, for me no breakfast.

No good end ...

Hans what's up?

I didn't know that you're playing Chopin so good play the Mazurka again.

I can't I've to go to school.

We get in the first lesson the German topics for high school graduation.

I'll drive you with mother's car.

Not this stupid car you know I hate it.

Come on play again please be so kind.

You don't want to know where I was?

No I don't want to know.

I was with a girl, a woman.

My wife.

So? When did the wedding take place?

It is Marie.

Derkum

My god no.

Certainly.

Here.

Thanks

Mr. Derkum they are right.

Was that necessary?

With the whole neighborhood participation.

Needed this be, really?

You know how we bent over backwards for the damn high school graduation.

And now?... Nothing.

Where is Marie?

Gone.

Gone to Cologne.

Where is she?

Take it easy you'll know soon enough.

Suppose you want to start with love, marriage, better don't.

Go now.

I'm curious what will become of you.

Go.

Where is she I have no address?

Oh ja!

Here.

Anything else?

What are you waiting for?

I need money.

Money? It's a joke?

Come, come on.

Excuse.

Thanks

May have cigarettes?

I followed immediately Marie to Cologne.

And then many Roman Catholics were very kind with us.

We stayed in Ehrenfeld, close to the church

in which was a friend of her was chaplain.

He found a room for me as a workout option.

I must go the way, which I need to go. Marie

What are you thinking?

Nothing.

I think of nothing.

It is impossible to think of nothing.

However this can be.

I'm suddenly very empty and as drunk.

I would prefer to throw shoes and clothes. Be without ballast.

What are you thinking?

Nothing.

He will need bitterly repent for this solemn quarter of an hour.

A scolding mother, no money in the house for new folders and books...

What are you talking about?

I have just seen a young boy outside in the rain. He is coming home to

some village nearby, he is probably lying.

No one can believe what he has actually done,

he will say that he slipped and fell in a puddle and his satchel got wet.

Why are you telling such a nonsense?

Because it was what I thought and what I've seen when you asked me.

Come, come.

(Speaker) To the express train to Bonn, via M�nster, Dortmund. Essen,

Duisburg, Oberhausen, K�ln, please enter and close the doors.

Train leaves immediately.

Sorry a train recently departed?

Yes to Bonn 2 minutes ago.

Did you happen to see is a 12 year old boy?

Soaking wet with an open dripping wet satchel?

Why he has made a prank?

No, I just want to know if he took a train.

Information of this kind I can only give with permission by my superior department.

Two cognac.

You don't believe me. I mean the story with the boy.

I believe you.

Stupid.

I am afraid to be approached by semi-drunken German of a certain age group.

They always talk about the war how wonderful it was then.

And if they are then quite drunk it turns out that they are killer and think anything half as bad.

Once more.

But clear drinking buckets of cognac 1944, buckets.

The rest into the street burn it no drop for the Ivan no. Not a single drop.

Marie was sick.

I never knew whether she had really a miscarriage.

She was convinced that the child, she called it thus,

never could come in heaven because it was not baptized.

She always said it would remain in limbo.

And I learned, what Roman Catholics learn in religion lessons.

What have they done in hospital with you?

A female matter.

Harmless.

But awful.

Yes.

Why you make me wait so long, Schnier?

Keep out their agent?

I just took the humble attempt of a bath.

Should that be breach of contract?

I can't receive you today.

Your humor can only be gallows humor.

Where is the rope it dangles yet?

Let's talk about business.

Imbecility to let bargain down the fee.

Contract is contract.

The accident explained their failure.

You're kinda human sometimes.

Rubbish, I like you if you haven't noticed.

Half year break and we start over again.

How am I going to live?

Your father will hand out a little.

Search again as a loyal soul, like the girl that has traveled with you.

Loyal soul you dog.

The best dog they can find.

Get the most out of your father as much as you can, bye

Good Monika Silfs made a reconciliation attempt to retrieve us in the Bonn circle.

We followed an invitation.

Marie was pale with excitement, awe and pride.

She was very keen to reconcile with the Church.

Propose to the C-C-Chancellor to introduce the d-d-death penalty again.

C-C-Chancellor h-h-head off.

Let the nonsense Hans what's up?

Roman Catholics make me nervous, because they are unfair.

And Evangelical-Lutheran?

They make me sick with conscience fumbling.

And atheists?

The bore me because they are constantly talking about god.

And what they are?

I, a clown, comedian.

But today I have competitors.

How is father he is still the old one?

What would be our good old city without Derkum?

Yes Mr. Derkum told me that prelate Sommerwild

warned the children of the Roman Catholic church which still buy candy and pencils in his shop.

He is supposed to be communist, which is worse than Nazi in Germany.

Our good old city would be dirtier without Mr. Derkum.

At least he's not a hypocrite.

Thanks Mr. Schnier.

You're welcome.

They give the keyword for a good toast.

Let's drink to Martin Derkum.

Yes his health.

Hans What do you do?

You send telegrams that sounds so dramatic it's so bad?

Bad enough.

I went for a walk with the children Karl is for a week with his class in school camp.

I first had to get a sitter, before I call you.

Sabine, I am completely ruined professionally, mentally, physically, financially.

If you're really hungry, you know there's a pot of soup on the stove for you.

Do you hear?

I hear, I'll come by tomorrow noon.

Sabine, you have to hang up now, otherwise you get killed by this German.

Full of Ogres in this country.

You must promise to come.

At last.

Pretty, flowers.

Keep them.

They are for me.

Of whom are the flowers.

Of Z�pfner.

Damn, what's the point?

Why shouldn't he send me flowers?

Excuse the question should be different, why should he send you flowers?

We know each other a long time.

Maybe he worships me.

Father.

Hans.

Come.

Although I don't know very much about clowns, but they bathe in coffee is new to me.

I do not bathe in coffee, father. A small accident.

Do you want a drink?

What's in the house, would be the safest mineral water.

Do you mind if I stay in bathrobe?

Yes, it bothers me.

I'm seriously talking to you and I also hate any form of shoddy appearance.

Not shoddy, father, it's just an apparition form of relaxation.

I ask only for a favor.

Sorry, I have not eaten since this morning 9 o'clock.

And I suppose it's not ok if I fainted.

You eat too hastily, too fast.

Do you drink anything?

I wanted to make coffee, but failed.

Should I do?

Can you do that?

They say that I'm doing an excellent coffee.

I'd rather drink mineral water.

As you wish to.

Thanks.

I wanted to talk about money with you.

I assume you're quite embarrassed.

Embarrassed, pretty word.

Here.

I'll I will not be on stage at least one year.

Furthermore.

God's will, heart?

I'll call Drumman and ask him to receive you.

He is the best heart specialist, we have.

No need to consult Drumman.

You said: heart.

Maybe I should have said soul, mood.

I thought heart is appropriate.

Ah this story.

Yes this story.

It sure sounds stupid when I tell you a great word but you know what's wrong?

You're missing what makes the man to man: can accept.

I've heard that before.

So you hear it again: accept.

What do you think, I felt when Leo came and said he converted to Roman Catholic.

It was such a pain to me as the death of Henriette.

It would have been less painful if he had said he would be communist.

This is conceivable if a young man dreams of a false dream of social justice.

But this no, no.

I do not think about joining volunteer the antiaircraft gun.

After all it says: voluntarily.

There are duties that even if they are referred as voluntary, still are duties, especially in this situation.

I should be happy to go from here voluntarily, but not there.

Boy, you're sick?

Yes.

I'm very sick.

But not blind.

It is not wise of you.

Give me a straight answer.

I'll pay the studying wherever.

Paris, London Brussels, the best is good enough.

Studying is useless to me, father.

Exercise, work.

What do you want to do?

Further occur like that?

Pardon.

No, but exercise 1/2 year, 1 year, I don't know.

Where?

Here, where else?

I will not bother you and not compromise.

No savings?

No.

No savings.

I still have one Mark.

It is hard for me to believe.

What do you plan?

I need a thick rubber mat for training. As big as this room.

Can I give you.

And also I need DM 1,000 a month.

1,000?

Well, how much did you think?

Here, from my mother.

My conscience forces me to outcast you.

This is a way for her, not to burden her conscience and her account.

Can you postpone the rent?

We have no money.

Why they do not work?

My husband is an artist, yes an artist.

Ahh, an artist and her husband he is.

The civil registry office was sure happy.

My god Do speak loud and clear and open your eyes.

Not this trick.

Am I talking?

Yes, you are murmuring.

But what is understood: shit millions.

That's the only thing that you can and should understand.

I was thinking the matter.

If you don't accept my conditions of solid controlled education and want to work here,

then you get, let's say, DM 200 per month.

Hans, I just want to help you.

I will give you 600.

I want to tell you the most surprising experience of our childhood.

What?

The most surprising experience of our childhood: we had not enough feed.

You mean you were never well-fed?

Yes.

We were never well-fed

At least not at home.

I don't know to this day whether of principle or avarice.

I would prefer I knew that was out of avarice.

I could get a fresh handkerchief?

Why do you want already again a fresh handkerchief?

You carry them around and they are never dirty.

Keep in mind shortage of detergents.

There are duties with respect to our nation.

I insist on a fresh handkerchief.

Please get my coat.

Yes, you got it.

Could you also tell me something nice?

Sure.

It was nice that you placed your hand on my shoulder, as these idiots condemned me.

It was very nice of you saving the life of Mrs. Wieneken, when this idiotic Major wanted to shoot her.

I had almost completely forgotten everything.

And that's especially nice of you that you've forgotten.

I have not forgotten.

Here, your handkerchief.

Mother could be very unpleasant if she misses a piece of lingerie at their monthly check.

She would probably accuse the maid theft or sloppiness.

Shall I order a taxi?

No thanks, I'm going for a little walk.

Fuhrmann waits near the railway crossing with my car.

Too bad I would have loved to make thee a good coffee, I can viz.

Yes, this is Hans.

Oh they.

I wanted to thank you for the flowers and for all.

I'm so sorry for everything, it must be bad for you.

Can I do something for you?

Yes they can come here, have mercy on my soul and my knee.

I'm gone two weeks.

Where to?

A little bit...

Can I do something for you I mean something on phone?

Yes.

You could.

You could play for me the Mazurka B flat major, Op 7 of Chopin.

I do not like Chopin and play it badly.

That doesn't matter they have the sheet there?

Yes, but I would have to practice a bit.

I practice a bit and call again.

Now they see.

It's not their fault it's mine.

You can't repeat moments.

We will never ... never part again.

Till death do us part.

Henriette.

Hans, here Leo

Nice to hear you, when are you coming?

Yes, but it's hard for me to tell you, I can't come.

You can't come?

Well, then I'll come.

In half an hour at the old cemetery.

Here little bro, here.

It's me.

You?

That's you Hans?

Didn't you see me on stage?

No.

I'm quite in a hurry.

In a hurry, if you see your brother after years... Leo.

I know it sounds terrible, but I must leave in 5 minutes.

If you come too late they excommunicate you?

Please don't scoff.

If I'm late is due a strict adhortation.

That sounds of garden, if I remember correctly my Latin or maybe better like pruning shears.

They trim you, little brother?

I get the papers and have to go Cortinium and I have to give an account.

That sounds like a disassembled insects, what do they do with you, Leo?

My god Hans, we have to argue our education system?

One can climb over walls, there are detours.

Yes there are detours but I hate it. I will go my straight path.

~All straight paths lead to Stalingrad.~

Leave it.

Do we have time until tomorrow?

I could skip the lecture and be at 9 clock with you.

Then I might also get hold of some money.

You do not have money with you?

I could find nothing, not so fast.

My brother has no time, my brother is processed with pruning shears,

my brother has a future as theologian, my brother brought no money.

You have a strange kind of vulgarity to talk again and again about money.

I'm in a fucking vulgar condition. I have no DM.

I would have liked to drink a glass of wine with my brother and talked.

I must go. I'll come back tomorrow.

It is better if you don't come tomorrow.

It would be a shame if you missed a lecture on Christian charity and compassion.

What kind of human being are you?

I am a clown and collect moments.

Go, little bro, go.

~The name of the poor is Johannes (Hans) what I'm not,

and you're not, who was almost a Christian

(Speaker from the Central railway station)

what I'm not, and you're not, who was almost a Christian ~