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There he is

A man like a million others

But he looks rather nice

Doesn't he?

He calls himself Old Reschke

Unemployed

Homeless

Casual labourer

Never learned a trade

Too many historical goings on

Works here or there, as it happens

Women like him

He's charming with them

With little jokes, stuff like that

Sometimes an indecent one

On weekends he's often in the countryside

Far out of town at times

What's more beautiful than a lovely spot

Forest solitude

As a pair

And nearby life runs its course

That's most important

Life

Roaring life

He's enthralled by the freeway

And here

He we see him in a different guise

Not many know it

Those who did know it

Are not around anymore to speak of it

Help

Help

Help

Many passed by

That is all we know of him

That's not much, Inspector

With today's forensic means one should...

Should, should

All those means were deployed

But

Here comes the infamous "but"

We are used to severe press criticism

Has really everything possible been done?

Yes, and not only by us

It has been a wide ranging investigation

Every member of this task force

Considers this task their personal responsibility

Even during our spare time we're on the freeway

Search at rest stops, interview passers-by,

Drivers and employees

How can we help, Mr. Morath?

We need your assistance, ladies and gentlemen

All we ever do is try to help

Usually you don't think much of the press

You have to concede that point

And yet

In this case I beg of you

Notify the public

The murderer has to be disturbed, surrounded and chased

Until he makes a mistake and we get him

Through your papers and broadcasts

Warn these unsuspecting and trusting

Young women lusting for adventure

Ladies and gentlemen, I ask you

Who will be the next victim?

Is Jochen around?

Shh, there's trouble, the old man is in

Jochen!

What is that, Jochen?

Torn pieces of paper

A whole year's work

That's the extent of my progress, my father thinks

All this because I want more than the monotonous

And all this because I'm an engineer

Don't let it get to you, Jochen

You will design the engine again

And much better this time

Oh well

These pieces of paper

Smile a little, Jochen

Can't

But you must

I can't smile about this

I bet you'll smile

If I help you with your design

You, really?

Uh huh

In Holzheim

At your aunt Rosa's place

Really

- You're allowed to come along after all? - Yes, Dr Stolten will see mother today

- It'll be fine - And your father?

You know mother, she'll convince him

- I'm delirious - Well then

In that case my father

Can tear up all he likes

Yes, let him

- Except... - Except?

- for... - for....us?

Oh Bienchen, not us!

I have to get out of here

- Beautiful, isn't it? - Yes

Funny people, a funny world

For five years we were allowed on vacation together

And go for walks or to the cinema

And suddenly...

I don't think that's funny at all

But there must be a reason...

Say, Jochen

Perhaps something really has changed between us

Nonsense, I've heard it all before

That is the insane conceit of so-called adults

I've seen it before

Perhaps they are more experienced in life

What is that supposed to be: "life"

That's just a clich�e

I am not sure, it's certainly difficult

But also beautiful

We being together, right?

Why?

It's all nonsense

Jochen, you and I, together

For 14 days, every minute of every hour

Please don't, I'm afraid!

- But there's nothing wrong with it - Yes there is, there is, there is

But Bienchen, I love you so

And I you, Jochen

But it used to be different

That is how it goes

One day it's just like that

It can't be changed, Bienchen

Not I

Not you

Nobody

But then our parents are right

You think that, too, now?

Jochen, if it's going to be like this, I won't be able to come

Fine

That's how it is

You're the one who's afraid

Afraid of me

You don't even want to come

Fine, stay

Whatever happens to me

Won't matter

Bienchen!

Mom!

Good day mom

Good day, Mr Kirchner

Where were you

All this time?

Jochen and I went for a walk

So they did

Encourage her foolishness why don't you

Sabine was never naughty, and still isn't

In that case, why is she crying?

We quarreled

Because of the vacation

Oh, you too?

Dr Stolten was here

On account of your vacation

And?

Well, she did encourage us, but your father

You two might as well know

That's not going to happen

Stop your bawling, it won't change anything

I'm not trying to change anything

But I thought you very much wanted to go?

Well, she does

Admit it, Bienchen

Mr Kirchner, you've known me for a long time

And you know that I'm going to look after Bienchen

Right, you're going to "look after" her

You don't trust us young folk

I know what you're implying but

But I

I admit it, perhaps I'm no better

But what counts, Mr Kirchner

Bienchen is sacred to me

And when did you last go to church?

I was raised differently

Oh I see, that's how it is, I'm to allow you two

To go on vacation, 14 days, possibly adjacent rooms...

We will not send you into sin and danger

I won't allow it and that is that

I won't allow it

Then I'm going to stay, too

Jochen, you mustn't

So are you going to come?

I don't think I should

At least I know where I stand

In that case it's all over

Jochen

So that is your love

Get inside now

Are you still here?

Jochen, I will come later

I promise

What is Sabine going to do now?

Will she follow Jochen against her father's will?

But...the expenses for the trip

She will ask her girlfriend to lend her some money

But

Jutta can't lend her any money

Never mind, hitchhiking the trip won't cost a thing

Did you see that? "Learned 100 new jokes"

That's not going to help him

Many pass by but...look, he's stopping

Well pretty ladies

- Want a ride? - Yes please

Then let's go

Going to Frankfurt?

- Yes - Please get in

Thank you, Jutta

Only you, you skinny thing?

Fine

Take care, Sabine, regards to Jochen

- And don't be afraid - Why would I?

- Goodbye - Goodbye

Have a good trip, and write to me

Bye

That's quite something that you've the courage to get in with a stranger

Driving into the night

I have a guardian angel

Guardian angel, good one

Let's hope he's not too strict

The driver, Kreitz is his name, asks her all kind of things

She hardly listens

She wonders whether it is sinful and depraved

To drive into the night

And she thinks about Jochen

And about how strange and daunting

And sweet he has made her life

And that, ultimately, he is the goal

Of the wide strip of freeway

Of the headlights

Of the truck

Of everything

She tells the driver a little bit about Jochen

She simply has to, her heart is filled with him

Did you see her?

Could be your sister

I don't have a sister, unfortunately

She's not going to be as lucky as you

- Why? - Why!

That's a daft spot, nobody is going to stop there

Let's have a bite to eat

Hey, Franz

That's where that sound is coming from

He's a real buzz saw, isn't he?

Franz, wake up

Food!

Not hungry...

...want sleep

Oh well

What about him?

If he doesn't want to...

Get down from there now

Look out there young man

You trying to kill me with that?

Don't worry about it

Let's go, I'm starving

Let's order a Schnitzel, the size of a plate

I'm so hungry

- Good day - Good day, Mr Kreitz

Boiled sausage and fried potatos

I'm not hungry at all

You could use a few more pounds, for your Jochen

All men like that

How old is your beau?

He's 16

But he looks 20

Well, I'll give you a lift anyway

Even if you've already found someone. Rathe good of me, isn't it?

What is it?

That man over there is staring at me

You better get used to it

Now that you're getting to that age

I'm getting cigarettes

Be right back

Say, Miss

Have you known him a long time?

I guess not

Did he just pick you up then?

What do you want?

How old are you, and where are you going?

To Frankfurt

How is that any of your business?

You should turn back right away, if you like I can give you a lift

Leave me alone

Don't you get it?

You can't pick up girls here, understand?

Thank you

These kids ought to be in bed

You mean in your bed?

- Who is this girl? - None of your business

- I could make you... - You can't do shit

And if you don't pipe down

Then...what?

Your telephone call is now ready, Mr.

Tell me

Where do you plan get off?

At the Westerwald exit for Holzheim

We should get there early morning

And then?

It's not far from there

About 10km through the woods

I guess that means safe passage then

Do you think he's coming back?

The bill please

He won't be back

You don't think?

These lowlifes are gutless

- 2.85, please

Keep the change

Thank you, have a safe trip

Well let me tell you, it was this large

A massive pike. I've caught all sorts of stuff there

- Good to go? - Yes, Mr Kreitz

Well then let's go

What a racket

Excuse me

What a nut

He looks rather funny

It's never boring with him around

Willi, shift change

The young lady requires a safe driver

Exactly, go back to bed. Sleeping is your main job, after all.

Good night

Kreitz is baffled, what do they want?

Why the flashing lights, he's in the far right lane already

Wake him up

You never know...

What's going on?

Well something is going on

What is the matter?

Someone is back there in your trailer

Is that your guard perhaps?

What?

We saw him in our headlights

- That is hard to believe - Well, let's take a look then

- Wait for me - Let's go!

You better stay where you are

Where is the fellow

What a mess

Just you wait, fella

You, come out!

Let's go

I can't

We'll see to it

They're getting him out now

Let's get out of there, pal

What were you doing back there?

Talk

- A stowaway - Nothing special

He can hardly steal the cars

Let's hear it then

At the roadhouse

I simply had to, I had to

Did you hear that? He had to...

The bastard sneaks into our brand new cars

The man is ill

Do you know what this means, pal?

Our job is on the line here, you bastard

Load him in and deliver him to the next police station

- Please, don't, I didn't do anything - That would be best

You are ill

Are you sick?

At the roadhouse

Only wanted to ride along for a while

That isn't so bad

I didn't leave any scratches

That seems to be the case, no harm done

As I said

I was so careful

But the cold was too much

I couldn't stand it any longer

Needed to find shelter

What am I going to do with you?

Give him a ride

We don't have room

Get lost

And be quick about it

You can't just leave this sick man here

We can't?

Did he ask us in the first place?

Look out

Here, drink this

That was good of you

You're looking to make excuses for him?

But he's sick

I'm sorry

We can't give him a ride

We're turning off the freeway soon

Where did you want to go?

Whereever

Just further

I mean, into the Rhineland area

Fine, we'll take you along

That's all settled then

Perhaps I should place my bed at your disposal, too?

Bye, get better

- Goodbye - Au revoir

And thank you for alerting us

Good night

Thus Sabine has company during the night's drive

I haven't thanked you yet

Without you and the young fellow

Who knows whether that one there would have taken me along

He knows

It is almost full moon

Wonderful, thinks Sabine

The stranger beside her looks at her from time to time

And then he smiles

She doesn't mind

It is a kind smile

And a kind face

So she thinks

She tells him about Jochen

He tells her about his girlfriend

And how much he had liked her

Only...she is no longer alive

Yes, that is sad

Too much commotion

Here lies the cause for his ill health

He's alone, just like Jochen and I, Sabine thinks

She pities him

There's a blanket down there

Thanks

I'm sorry, I think I fell asleep

Catch it while you can

I would much rather be in bed, too, sleeping...

This night is almost too beautiful

Oh my dear, never leave me

Without you, I am nothing

[French] You both speak French?

Yep

That I don't understand

It's better that way

Learned your French during the occupation, too, comrade?

Of course

In Paris

But that is not the whole song

I know, but I forgot, sadly

Do you love the French tunes, too?

Very much

I like everything that can be loved

You are lovely, too

My girlfriend, too

She resembled you

Don't become sad again

Even her neck was like yours

My neck?

The gibberish one speaks

When exhausted

What I meant to say is, she had a similar necklace

I apologise

I think I'll sleep a little more

Good night

A new dawn breaks

Terrible out there

Thick as soup

It's always food with you

Goddamn, why are we stopping?

This is the turn-off to Holzheim

Is this it?

That seems to be the turn-off

Well young lady, time to step off

Yes, right

All change here for Holzheim

- You want to get off here, too? - "Too"?

Oh, you're headed for Holzheim, too

That's funny

Actually, a little farther

To Biedingen?

Yes

My mother lives there

She's a refugee

What a coincidence

I think so, too

You can't have the girl running through the forest all by herself

That is decent of you

Repays your debt

Final stop: Holzheim

Many thanks again

You're very welcome

See you later little lady

- Thank you Mr Kreitz - Listen

- I'm your guardian angel

I'll look out for her

It's a relief you don't have to go through there on your own

Goodbye

See ya

And watch your stomach, no more colics

I'll try

- Have a good trip - Don't be mad anymore, ok?

Yeah, fine, goodbye

Sabine is glad

Soon will be with her Jochen

She has no inkling yet

Who her nice companion really is

And what, exactly 12 hours ago,

H did last night

He was pushing his bike along the freeway

It was nearly dark and urgent he find something

To soothe his heart

And there she was, waving without hope

The same young thing that Kreitz and Sabine had noticed, too

Hello young lady

Reschke, too, thought this wasn't a well chosen spot

You should be over there

Yet, he thought

Perhaps it's meant to be

Come

We'll see

I'm headed there anyway

If you say so

Get off the freeway

It'll be allowed if I accompany my wife to her car

You mean her pram?

Get off the freeway, this is no place for a rendezvous

If you say so, officer

Well my darling, then we must go back into the bushes

Don't look at them

He stays like this for a long time

Many pass by

People

Cars

Life

It throbs like his blood

But then he can no longer stand it

He ends up at the roadhouse

He feels ill, he has to drink a schnaps

He notices nothing around him

All that is in him is a great roaring and buzzing

Suddenly he sees a girl

It's Sabine

He is startled

It can't be true

She looks like the one from earlier

Nonsense, that's crazy!

Damn, the necklace!

He can hear again

All to clearly he hears everything

We'll get there in the morning

It's not much farther from there

About 10km to the farm near Holzheim

Will you be much longer?

Excuse me, Inspector

Inspector?

Inspector?

Away!

Gotta get away

- Look where you're going - I'm sorry

Are you drunk? Idiot...

An unlocked truck is in the carpark

That will be what is needed to get away

There is the driver!

At last the truck drives on

Reschke experiences their trip

Differently to Sabine

Just away! he thinks

To safety

They'll never catch me

Then he remembers his bicycle

Damn, I left it back there when I got scared

Whatever, to hell with the bike

To hell with it

To safety

Safety

Nobody can catch me

Not me

Reassured, he falls asleep

The high speed

And the cold night draft wake him soon

I've to get off if I don't want to freeze to death

He thinks

But the truck lights

That are going to make Kreitz stop, too, unnerve him

What do they want with me? Are they looking for me?

They'll beat my head in if they catch me, the dogs

Then he doesn't think anything anymore

They caught him, he really is sick.

A wretch, arousing pity

Are you sick? Are you sick?

Thus he ends up in a cozy place, all above board

It makes even him laugh

Sabine looks at him amazed

But he can't tell her why he is laughing

He laughs about his good fortune

Away from the Inspector and

Safe

And warm

And another girl

And the one from the roadhouse, to boot

Looks like the one from earlier

The darling

We'll see

He thinks

At her young age

She ought to be shown a thing or two

I'll sing my French tune, that always gets them, her too, I'll bet

He knew women, after all

He felt it all over again

In a dream

Watch your stomach, no more colics, alright?

How she laughs and talks, not a care in the world

Her happiness won't last, he thinks

Not a person as far as the eye can see

Should it be now?

Right now?

No, not yet

But what does it mean "not yet"?

How long is Bienchen's reprieve?

Back to Alfred Morath

The Inspector from the press conference

And to the moment

When the murderer he is looking for

Is but 2 metres away from him, heading for the parking lot

Morath isn't feeling well

These freeway murders are driving him crazy

He is a father, too

Reni

She is 5 years old

One day she will be grown up

Just like that young thing back there, driving into the night with a stranger

Morath is speaking with his wife

She had to wait up for him again

He hopes to be able to go home soon

See you later

Kisses, bye

They're really gone, those two

My suspicions were unfounded anyway, thinks Morath

I'm beginning to panic about this

Didn't you eat anything at all?

No

That's not good for you

I know

I was at the cinema

Oh?

On business?

- You know... - Yes, I know

The great restlessness has caught you again

I'm not getting anywhere

But in this matter I simply have to

- Can't you understand that? - Sure, of course

Would you prefer a sip of beer?

I understand you, Alfred

But

That's how it is

I nearly forgot

That's sweet of you

For Reni

I know

Isn't she still up?

I'll put it by her bed later

She'll be delighted tomorrow

You're right

Anything else happen?

There were a few calls

From the precinct

When?

The first one around half past nine, I think

And then every half hour

You only tell me now?

I'm sorry

Petrasch?

Morath here, what's going on?

What?

When?

I'll be there in 10 minutes

Won't you finish your meal at least?

The same thing?

Don't let it get to you, Alfred

I'll wrap up a sandwich for you

Alfred

As you can see, we did everything we could

I don't doubt it, Lorenz

Yet you look dissatisfied, Mr Morath

I was but 5 minutes away from the scene of the crime

I thought a different girl was in danger

Perhaps she was

But this one was killed. At a distance of 600 metres from me.

At a distance of 600 metres from me.

Perhaps I passed by her, or by the murderer

And saw nothing

Many passed by

How is that better?

Reading this drives you crazy

That is true

Is this your pretty report style?

"Again the same signature."

"Strangulation by hand, no traceable fingerprints"

"Victim is abused, all evidence removed"

"These are the recurring characteristics of sexual pathology"

Incidentally, the last sentence is by our medical examiner

Of course

Photos not here yet?

In no more than one hour

- No idea who she is? - No

A detailed description was made broadcast in the evening news

No enquiries yet?

A couple has been sitting outside for an hour

They think the girl could be theirs

Tell them I'll take them downstairs, the body is still here, isn't it?

Ok, Inspector

I see here that at 8pm was the shift change of the freeway patrol

They questioned people who couldn't have seen anything

Yes and no: they too might have seen something

But the two who were on duty during the time of the murder

Must have seen something that would help us

- Must have? - Fine, might have

Still more than those others, right?

They went out after their shift

Off-duty on a Saturday

And you didn't send for them?

Well, as I said

Get them now

In the middle of the night?

Right away, wake them up, the murderer doesn't rest

You know, especially on weekends...

We mustn't miss even the slightest opportunity

That goes without saying

Everything else up and running?

At full speed, Mr Morath

Good

See you in a minute

Mr and Mrs Kirchner, good evening

I'm Inspector Morath

A sad occasion brings you here

Why do you believe it is your daughter?

The description

And...

Fear, Inspector, our fear

We can't be certain yet

We will see, please follow me

I'm happy for you

We're happy, too

But

But she

Has parents, too

In these fearful times, Inspector

We're being punished

No, just me

I was much too strict

I practically drove her away

Hermann, this doesn't concern the Inspector

On the contrary, Mrs Kirchner

I'm very much interested in this

And if you knew our child, Inspector

I should have shown you this right away

That is your daughter?

Yes, her name is Sabine

But she's much more pretty than that, right?

And today

She ran away. With strangers.

But who could have known?

We know where she is going

To Holzheim. We sent a telegram already.

May I keep the photo?

- Do you know something, Inspector? - Not at all

Just a souvenir

Would you mind waiting here for a few minutes?

My assistant will record your details, and the Holzheim address

Well, good night

Try to get some sleep

Thank you Inspector. Good night

We went out for a beer after our shift

That's when we heard the news

- Ah the gentlemen from the patrol - Good evening, Inspector

And so you came here right away...

- Yes, Inspector - Of course, Inspector

Did you observe anything relevant?

Let's slow down, let's be seated

Cigar?

Thank you

Enter

Photos of the victim

They're no longer needed. Here...

Damn

That's her

Definitely

Why are you crying?

It's alright

Everything is alright

What if that was Sabine on that slab?

But it isn't...

It wouldn't be your fault

It would be mine

And only mine

I encouraged her

You did what?

You encouraged Sabine?

I gave her 15 Marks without your knowing

And encouraged her

How was I to know that she'd hitchhike

Jutta didn't tell me until today

Dear

She was so upset, she's so much in love with the boy

But she's so young

Was I older, Hermann?

Weren't we exactly the same?

Well yes

And to forget it all

But that you were so bold

I thought you had lost all your pluck

On account of my gruffness

Why did the Inspector

Keep the photo?

But he told us

I don't believe it

He knows something

I'm so afraid, I'm still so afraid

May I ask you for the addresses?

He was a cheeky fellow

"It'll be allowed if I accompany my wife to her car"

I said "Pram" and then I told him

"Get off the freeway", I yelled at him

- And he? - Sneered

"Well, then we go back to the bushes, dear" he said to the girl

Is that all?

Yes, then they left

- Toward the roadhouse - Yes

What does he look like, can you describe him?

- That's not easy - 30, perhaps 35

A handsome fellow, one might say

Exactly

Slim, brown eyes, brown hair, reasonably well dressed

Yes

But by his accent not from the area

- You know him? - Wait

And what kind of bicycle did he have?

- A bike? - Yes, a bicycle

That I didn't think of it right away

Yes, true

Some old ride, he was pushing it

But you didn't find any tire tracks at the scene of the crime

No

- But how do you know that... - I don't know anything

But you know the description of our man

In 4 out of 5 cases he had a bike

Are you very tired, Lorenz?

Listen

I must go out there now to take a look around

There's not much to see, Mr Morath

Perhaps

I'm not questioning your judgment

But I was blind all day

- Let's go - May we come?

Half an hour later they reach their destination and begin their work

Up there

Let's go, this way

There's no traces, Inspector

But there must be tire tracks

Over here, Inspector

Where?

Careful

There

Morath was right, there are tire tracks

They lead to the roadhouse

From here they work methodically

- Gather the staff - Will do

- Petrasch, you're with me - Certainly

You go see if you can find anyone at the service station

Lorenz, let's go

The waitress who sold a schnaps to Reschke

Remembers the pale young man who was in such a rush to pay

- Is that true? - But I saw it

A gold necklace

The other waitress remembers more things

There are so many people here every day

And I'm so exhausted

Look at the state of me

Miss, a man like our Inspector here isn't easy to forget

- An odd time to joke around, Lorenz - I agree

But it's true

- The gentleman had no time - Don't worry about it

You'd remember this girl

Her?

Of course!

Such a tender thing

They sat over there, they ate sausages

The other one, Bullig is his name, asleep as usual

- You know the driver? - Kreitz

He's in here twice a week

You should admire my detective instincts, Lorenz

I thought he was the murderer

It's only human to make a mistake, Morath

I don't suppose you know Kreitz' company or the type of truck

That's asking too much

- After all... - Petrasch, call Munich

We need location, destination, and number plate of Kreitz' truck

Tell them it's urgent

Yes, Inspector

Allow me to buy you a schnaps, Miss, you deserve it

- What about me?

If it starts up your powers of observation, dear colleague, be my guest

Mr Frisch

Yes? Cool

Quite cool tonight

I don't feel it though

I'm quite warm

From inside

Do you want to join me for a drink?

There are the drinks

I'll also take one

I'm off-duty

Everybody is allowed when they're off-duty

Everyone needs to get tanked at some stage

Sure

During the day I fill them up

And at night myself

You don't want me to?

Who's in charge here huh?

- Nobody - Alright then

Certainly not the police

What do you want?

Mr Frisch you told our officer of a man who ran into you

The one with the bicycle

Right

What an idiot!

Nearly knocked me down

I gave him a piece of my mind

"You're drunk!" I told him

He said "I'm sorry"

Handsome fellow

But pale, quite pale

Off he ran

Toward the bushes

- Where? - Yeah, where

Toward one of the trucks

That was standing near the exit

What else, you think a Mercedes coup�?

That's good

Where you going?

These are odd times...

No love left among people

Within minutes they find it, as Morath had predicted

The murderer's bike

It is where Reschke left it hours ago

Nobody stole it

This tread is identical

I know exactly who this bike belongs to

Why did he leave it behind?

Any news on Kreitz and his truck?

Not yet, perhaps come morning

Everyone is asleep at this house

Damn

Damn, why?

Lorenz, it's possible that the murderer

Let's go, don't ask so many questions

It is 4.30 am. The truck is somewhere between Limburg and Altenkirchen

Morath mobilises all resources in order to stop the truck

And to bring Sabine to safety

But will he manage?

Jochen Peters

The cause of the confusion and danger

At this hour is asleep in Holzheim at the farm of his aunt Rosa

He has no inkling of the terrible events

It's me, aunt Rosa

There's a telegram

For Sabine Kirchner

Give me

- Morning Jochen - Morning

Is she coming, after all?

How should I know?

"Come back this instant. Father."

Nonsense

Have they gone insane?

Or

When does the train get in?

On Sunday around

12pm, something like that

Then why wake me at this hour?

Fine, sleep

Yes?

You're to report to the gendarmes, right away

- Is anything the matter with Bienchen? - How would I know?!

So hurry up

What's the matter, Mr Hebele?

It's an odd affair, Jochen, urgent alert from Munich

We have to patrol the freeway as soon as possible

Why me?

Don't ask so many questions

- Is it.. - Get on

Is it because of Sabine Kirchner?

Get on

You didn't dress warm

Who cares, what's the matter with Sabine?

I don't know

Thus with dread Jochen learns that the

The police stopped the truck with which Sabine had tried to reach him

And that a wanted murderer was on board

Who might now be in the forest with her on the way to Holzheim

A patrol sent by Morath is to find those two

Jochen thinks "It's my fault"

I drove her to her death

She says she has a guardian angel. Perhaps

But God doesn't want anyone to pester their guardian angel out of hubris

And I especially, I had no faith at all

But now, let her live!

It's cheap to pray in times of need, but let her live, let her live

Look at this

What did you do with my bag?

Are you unwell again?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Help!

Don't, please

Don't

Jochen

- Why are we stopping? - I can't see a thing

Quiet! That's her!

Bienchen!

- It must be around here - You go that way

Over there

Please

Subtitles for KG (2012) by stefflbw