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Karli, Lucas, can one of you come here?

Yes, I'm coming!

Karli!

Yeah!

I need your help. Put the chain into the sleeve here.

Yes, exactly.

Is it working?

Now Dad can work.

Okay.

Enjoy your meal.

Mm, enjoy.

Oh, look, Karli. It's from Franz.

And?

He wants to visit me during winter break and go skiing.

That's great!

Great. Do you think he'll come?

Unless he's forgotten me by then.

I mean, I can't even chat with him.

No internet, no Wi-Fi, nothing!

Do you have any idea how much this sucks?

I know, Karli.

The phone technician was supposed to come last week.

Yeah, great.

Right, tomorrow's plan.

I'll start plastering the fourth floor.

Karli, could you help?

I'm on holiday, people.

Shit!

You piece of shit!

Open!

Piece of shit!

Hurry up, you swine!

You know the trouble we'll be in if he goes upstairs to the room.

How may I help you?

What are you doing here?

Whatever you require.

Would you like to send a telegram, or do you need a car?

Heil Hitler, Mr. Hartwig!

The rooms are far too warm. Do you want my boys to go soft?

My apologies. Most of our guests appreciate

a temperature above eighteen degrees in their bedrooms.

Send someone to turn off the heating.

As you wish, Mr. Hartwig.

Thirty-eight?

All right.

Oh God, you're still dreaming.

You're having a completely crazy dream, but you're dreaming.

Funny shoes.

Shall I shine them for you?

Please, open.

Please, please, please.

Please, my time.

Please... [unclear].

You're really putting it away.

Are you growing again?

No.

Did you find that stuff for me?

Oh, yes.

Look.

It says, "Please use clean hands."

There isn't much.

A shame, isn't it? The hotel is a hundred years old, and this is all that's left.

Rooms with and without running water. Imagine

if we offered a room without water today.

We should really turn this into an exhibition in the lobby.

Can I keep it?

All right, then.

I'll make the exhibition.

I mean, you've got so much to do anyway.

Sure, if you'd like.

Hey, what's wrong now?

Come on, the battery's full!

Man, you piece of shit!

Excuse me?

Peter, what kind of language is that?

And what is that little box?

A phone.

I wanted to take a picture, but it won't switch on.

I think you've got a screw loose.

And what are you wearing?

Normal clothes.

Well, if you're normal, I'm glad I'm crazy.

You wouldn't believe where I come from.

The circus?

I come from the future.

I knew at once there was something odd about you.

No child comes to a hotel alone.

But I live here.

I thought you hadn't even been born yet.

Well, at least something is finally happening.

Otherwise you'd probably have tried to put me to work.

Oh, really?

Then we'd better be careful.

We come out in the same corridor, but almost a hundred years later.

Then things must be as exciting here as a firecracker.

Okay, first we go down so we land in my time.

To get to your time, press four and five together.

Okay. One, like this, and then...

And suddenly you were gone?

Yes. It was the same for me.

I didn't want to come alone either.

Sorry.

Tell me everything!

A telephone, camera and gramophone all in one?

The records must be tiny.

Can you show me one?

There aren't any records.

The music is in a cloud.

Like a cloud?

You just download it.

The music is in the cloud?

Yes, that's really how it works.

What's going on now?

Heinrich.

He's a bully. When he comes, I keep out of sight.

And his brother Herrmann.

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for the Jewish girl. She's probably hiding somewhere.

Huh? What do you want with her?

She's just like the rest.

Forgotten already? Father says we must keep an eye on the Jews.

Ah!

Mate, what is wrong with them?

They're self-important idiots.

Heinrich poses as if he were already in the SA.

Where are you from, anyway?

Berlin.

And what have they got against you?

Forget them. I'm glad you're here now.

How long have you been here?

Two weeks. My father didn't even tell me we were going away.

I thought, great, at last he'd have time for me.

But no such luck. He works here day and night too.

I don't even know what.

The Nazis shut down his newspaper.

Whenever he sleeps, he keeps waking with a start.

The poor man really needs a holiday.

At least while he's on holiday.

Five o'clock! I'll show you something brilliant.

Come on!

That's Bruno, the bar pianist.

You have a bar in the evening?

Of course not.

You can hide well back there.

Miss Hannah, lovely to see you.

Is there anything you desire?

You're crazy, my child, you've got a bee in your bonnet.

Where all the mad folk are, that's where you belong.

You're crazy, my child, you must go to Berlin.

Where all the mad folk are, that's where you belong.

That's where you belong, that's where you belong.

Dr. Friedländer.

Papa!

There are quite enough mad people in Berlin at present, aren't there?

Hannah, would you like to have tea with me?

Yes, please. How much time do you have?

Almost an hour.

I missed you, Papa. Will there be cake?

Cake?

Certainly.

Can Karli come with us?

But you wanted us to spend time alone, darling.

I have to go anyway.

Come along.

Well? Isn't it lovely watching other people work?

I work just as hard in this hotel.

Oh, do you?

Yes.

The shoe-shine boy works here every day until late at night. He has three little

siblings, and if he gets no tips, they have nothing to eat.

That doesn't happen where I come from anymore. Children don't have to earn money.

Soon it won't happen here either. The Führer says so.

Adolf Hitler? Wow, you know him?

Of course not. We listen to the Volksempfänger all the time.

The moment the radio plays some lively music—bang—the Führer starts speaking.

Are you making fun of the Führer?

Of course not.

And who are you? Otherwise it'd be just like the hotel.

Sure. What do you care?

Are you a Jew too?

Huh? Why?

He isn't.

Well, good thing the Führer can't see how sloppily you're dressed.

- What do I care about the stupid Führer? - Do you even know what you're saying?

He's only trying to wind you up.

Come on, we have to go. Your parents wanted to invite us to the cinema.

You!

I'm keeping my eye on you.

How can you say that about the Führer?

Heinrich will tell your father.

So? I don't care.

Believe me, you really have to be careful around someone like him.

And you need different clothes. You stand out like a sore thumb here.

How am I supposed to go into your fancy rooms? Or whatever this place is.

We only wanted to discuss something.

What?

It's a secret.

What kind of secret?

Maybe we'd better tell him.

But not here.

We have to be quiet. Come on!

Well, what is it?

Karli comes from the future.

From the future?

Yes.

They fly to the moon and carry their telephones in their pockets.

Karli has one too.

May I look at the telephone apparatus?

Sure.

What's inside it?

I don't know exactly.

A few chips, circuits and a battery.

And what?

Can we write that down?

No.

When I don't know something, I look it up on this.

Everything is in there. But it doesn't work here.

Everything?

That book would have to fill an entire library.

It isn't a book.

It's on the internet.

Listen,

as soon as I have Wi-Fi again,

I'll look it up for you.

Then you don't have to know anything yourself.

Not even for schoolwork.

Not really.

Mrs. Rosenblatt will have a heart attack when I tell her.

Mrs. who?

Mrs. Rosenblatt, my teacher at the Jewish girls' school on Auguststraße.

You can't tell at all that she's Jewish.

How could anyone tell such a thing by looking?

Who do you think you are? Attend to your duties!

Fulfil our musical requests!

All evening you grant the ladies one request after another.

But he refuses to play our song!

Sir, this is a bar. Your song does not belong here.

Have you lost your mind?

I would like to hear the song too.

Very well. Your wish is my command.

The flag held high, the ranks closed tight, / the SA marches with a calm... [unclear].

Comrades, whom... [unclear lyric].

Stop it!

Hannah?

Hannah?

What was that insane scene just now?

I really feel sorry for Bruno.

There. At least you look respectable now.

Oh dear. She's in a bad mood.

I can only apologise, Mrs. Hartwig.

And assure you that Bruno never means any disrespect.

He is an entertainer.

Yes, and what an entertainer.

I wouldn't be surprised if he were a homosexual.

Mrs. Hartwig...

I'm certain the Führer will soon pass a law in Austria as well

that finally puts that rabble in its place.

When such a law exists, and if your suspicions prove correct,

I will of course act immediately.

There you are, Mrs. Hartwig.

You do know who my husband is?

Yes, of course.

There you are.

What happened?

She wants Bruno dismissed.

But the hotel director refuses.

Usually she takes her stormy temper out on the boys.

Heinrich, stop that now!

Now turn right!

Three laps. Off you go.

The boys have to run around the hotel.

Almuth, have you a moment?

Mrs. Hartwig?

Papa!

What is it?

He probably wants me to study for school.

Excuse me.

I didn't see you. My apologies.

How dare you? You people think the world belongs to you.

I told you, I didn't see you.

I expect a proper apology from you.

Do you understand?

Leave the gentleman alone.

Baboon.

What did you call me?

Gentlemen.

What did you call me?

Police! Police!

What did you call me?

Police!

-Oh God, please. Ladies and gentlemen, calm down.

That piano tinklerattacked me. - No, that's not possible.

And you tolerate such a thing in your hotel?

Mr. Hartwig, I deeply regret it. You must give this place a thorough cleaning.

I am truly sorry about this incident. I can assure you...

Pardon the expression. It was, of course, entirely inappropriate.

Very well. May the hotel offer you all a drink?

We're leaving. Heinrich, Herrmann, move!

It's time someone swept this filth away.

I'm glad nothing happened.

Why do they get away with it?

Let it go.

The last time my father stood up to them,

the Nazis beat him black and blue.

Can't you sit somewhere else up there?!

Sorry.

So am I!

What is that?

I have no idea. Honestly.

Come on.

What happened, Director?

The theft, Inspector Hainbichler. Theft!

I didn't do anything.

But he cannot explain how the money got into his box.

You're in real trouble now.

I didn't steal the money or the jewellery.

Someone must have put it in my box.

Perhaps the bellboys at the entrance.

That's nonsense! Where would the pages get so much money?

Very well, I shall take the boy with me now.

We will get to the bottom of this.

For the time being, I am taking custody of the jewellery and the money.

I didn't do anything. Really.

We'll establish that at the station.

Heil Hitler, Director.

Goodbye.

We'll get you out.

Promise.

The hotel director assumes guests were robbed.

But Georg didn't do it.

Then who else could it have been?

We'll find out.

We'll search every room.

We'll sneak in everywhere and check everything.

I don't know.

I mean, we can't just...

Georg isn't a thief. We have to help him and prove he's innocent.

Okay, I'm in. What's the plan?

I already have an idea.

Is it fun working here?

Young lady, thank you for asking.

You must know everything about every guest. I find it so exciting.

Did you hear about the theft?

No, young lady. There has been no theft here.

But they found a pile of

money in Georg's box, and no one knows where it came from.

No one named Georg works here.

The shoe-shine boy!

We are an impeccable establishment, Miss Hannah.

Councillor, Room 16. There you are.

Do you know what you are? A stone. You never show any emotion.

That is as it should be, Miss Hannah.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Concertmaster Krasovic?

Krasovic, or something like that.

Yes, a big fat man.

And Reichsbahn Secretary Heinz.

Do we have all the guests now?

My head is pounding.

Because you had to remember a few names.

I'm on holiday.

All the better.

Then we can start first thing tomorrow.

We'll investigate every guest.

It'll be splendid.

Yes, splendid.

That was our last stay here.

I wanted to go to Hotel Dreesen. The Führer is always in and out of there.

This hotel is an outrage.

One has to look at Jews even over breakfast.

Herrmann!

Herrmann!

Stop gawping at that Jewish rabble!

Come on, Hannah. We're leaving.

Please excuse my daughter's clumsiness.

Hey, Hannah!

Hannah!

Hannah, wait!

Forget that punchable face.

They're such arseholes.

I mean, they can't be allowed to do that.

You have no idea what they're allowed to do.

But surely you can fight back.

Report them or something.

Can you do that in your time?

Come on.

We finally have to find out which guest was robbed.

Wait!

If someone had reported a theft,

the hotel director would know which guest it was, wouldn't he?

You mean he doesn't know who the money was stolen from either?

So we don't just have to find out who was robbed,

but also why they are keeping it secret.

Wait. I know exactly what Father said.

I'm playing right now.

Playing is for weaklings.

Ow!

We are Father's eyes and ears. The Jews are plotting something.

If we want to stop them, we must observe them day and night.

I'm coming!

Because I've already left and only notice the theft at home.

Because I was supposed to keep the money safe, and losing it

would be bad for business.

Because I stole the money myself?

Because I haven't noticed yet that it's gone.

You must be rich.

Not at all! What people say about Jews isn't true.

What do they say about them?

Go on, or can't you think of anything else?

Because the money wasn't stolen in the hotel at all, but somewhere else.

Then how did it get into Georg's box?

He has nothing to do with it.

I've watched him for two weeks. When a gentleman dropped

a mark, Georg ran after him to return it.

But he could have done that so

everyone would think he was a thousand percent honest.

That guest is truly revolting.

I'd have kept that one-mark coin on principle.

And I'd have poured cat piss down his fur collar.

Cat piss?

Believe me, it knocks you flat.

I wouldn't want you as an enemy.

No danger of that.

They wouldn't even notice.

They are filthy rich.

He'd shout the entire hotel down.

You know who he'd accuse.

Bruno or us.

No, I mean Bruno.

He had Georg shine his shoes when the trouble started.

He's our only lead. We have to investigate him. Come on!

Do you know anything about a theft here in the hotel?

What? Did someone steal something from the building site?

No. Almost a hundred years ago.

How are you getting on with your project?

By the way, your new look is chic.

Mum?

What was it like for the Jews?

From 1938, the National Socialists

intensified the exclusion and discrimination

of the Jewish population.

Meanwhile, Hitler had himself celebrated for the annexation

of Austria into the German Reich.

[UNCLEAR]

I don't understand what people thought was so great about him.

Well, after the First World War, Germans were really badly off, and Hitler

promised them all sorts of things—that Germany would become great again.

Yes, that everyone would have enough money and children wouldn't have to work.

How do you know that? Have you covered it at school already?

No, not yet.

No, no, no. Don't watch one video after another now. A lot

of terrible things happened. I want to look at them myself first, all right?

I already know what happened anyway.

Oh, do you?

Yes. Hitler said the Jews were to blame.

For everything. And that became the excuse for truly dreadful things.

What sort of things?

Karli, we have to go home sometime too.

Otherwise the painters will find the door locked.

So, what now?

I think I know how he does it.

Bruno only steals small things.

A note here, an earring there.

No one notices.

Or they think they misplaced them themselves.

That isn't worth it.

It is

if you rob lots of people.

And when the Hartwigs called for the police,

Bruno quickly hid his loot in Georg's box.

I... I still have to tell you something.

You—well, you and your father—they'll soon take everything from you.

I thought it couldn't get much worse.

It can.

Soon you won't be allowed to travel by train either.

Or go to swimming pools or cinemas.

You won't be allowed to use telephones or own radios.

-I know it sounds mad, but my mother -It doesn't sound that mad.

Now we can only sit on Jewish-only benches in parks.

Soon they won't want you going to school either.

You'd better not go back to Berlin.

But my school is a Jewish school.

Surely that's none of Hitler's business?

No. No, certainly not.

What was that?

They must be a couple in love.

I'd love to kiss you today, just

kiss you from head to toe and back again.

Yes, yes, yes, I'd love to kiss you today,

just for fun, just for fun, only the two of us.

In the sunshine I'll invite you, then we'll kiss, kiss all day.

Say yes, I'd love to kiss you today, just for fun, just for fun.

Heinrich? Herrmann? Do you know what time it is? Off to bed!

Off to bed! How many times have I told you to go to bed?

Once doesn't count, the world turns only once when you're with me tonight.

Hey! Are you the new boy?

Yes, I just moved here.

Then you can move away again.

What? Why?

Hasn't anyone told you yet?

People like you aren't allowed to attend school here. It's forbidden.

What the hell is this, arsehole?

That's how it is. It's the law now. No one wants you here, so get lost.

I'll go wherever I want.

I can call the cops. They'll lock you up.

Let go of me right now!

Karli, what are you doing here?

Do you have something important to tell me?

Have you worked out how the lift operates?

No, you have to wake up!

What?

Open up!

Some detective you are.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Have a pleasant evening.

Je suis au Grand Hôtel de l'Europe.

Oui, tout est prêt, Madame.

Envoyez-moi le courrier comme convenu.

C'est bien comme ça.

Thank you.

What was that about? I didn't understand a word.

It was French.

Non, non, ne passez pas.

Oh, right. You have that little box that does everything for you.

But when it doesn't work, you'll have to know what to do yourself.

Yes, but who calls some French people in the middle of the night?

All educated people here speak French.

He could have called anywhere—even someone in this hotel.

Hannah!

That's quite enough now.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

Hello, Papa.

Off to bed, young lady. At once!

I need to be able to rely on you, yes?

Can't you sleep either?

I'm still looking for something to read.

Have you found anything?

Karli, where were you?

I was in the basement getting material for my project.

May I see this project?

Yes, tomorrow, okay?

Karli, does this project really exist?

Of course. I'll show you tomorrow.

Sleep well, then.

Good night.

Your project will be great. I'm curious to see what happens next.

Right now, I'm getting nowhere.

Because the internet still isn't working, of course, and

you simply won't tell me what happened with the Nazis.

We'll go to the library today, all right? Then we can

also ask where boys your age live.

Absolutely not!

Why not?

Because I've already met someone.

Oh, really?

Yes. I cycled into the village.

That's where I met him. Georg.

Georg? And is Georg nice?

Yes.

He has three sisters.

And their grandmother lives with them.

His parents commute.

Then invite him over sometime.

Georg.

I will.

But today I need a break.

I didn't sleep well.

I think we should hang the old items back up. They look wonderful.

Come on. Move out.

Damn!

Bravo!

Bravo!

I have to go.

Will anything be there?

Yes.

Come on, am I supposed to go away and then pounce on him again?

I'm only making sure he doesn't get suspicious.

I know now that he's the thief.

I saw it.

What?

Bruno stole a woman's bracelet, and I saw it happen live.

That's not true.

What isn't true?

Georg!

You did miss me, then.

They simply put me to work in the kitchen.

After the incident, the director doesn't want me shining shoes anymore.

That's outrageous. None of it was your fault.

They couldn't prove anything against you either.

If Bruno hadn't stood up for me, I'd be out on the street now.

Bruno is the thief who stole the money.

What?

I saw it too.

But unfortunately it was...

That's exactly the sort of luck I have.

My box is stuffed with a pile of banknotes no one even misses.

But instead of blowing it all on food, I get arrested for it.

How much was it?

Almost a thousand Reichsmarks.

Just imagine what I could have done with all that.

Instead, I'm getting even less pay than before.

-If there's any way I can help you -It's all right.

Things will finally get better now, the Führer says.

-If you believe that -What? What have you got against him?

My father says he only talks.

My father doesn't have a clue.

Everyone in our village knows Adolf Hitler will put things right.

And when he finally creates work for everyone, they can all come back.

Everyone who couldn't find work here and had to leave.

Karli, Karli, wait a moment.

The Führer will keep his promise, won't he?

It is true that soon everyone will have enough work, isn't it?

Well... that was a lie. There will soon be more work for everyone, but

others will pay for it. Then a war will break out. A truly terrible one.

During the last war, when my parents were

my age, they hardly noticed anything up here.

Once, two soldiers came to the village.

My grandmother simply hid in the cowshed.

The soldiers left.

That was all. It was over soon afterward.

War never reaches up here. It never has, and it never will.

Hey!

What are you doing there?

Nothing.

That looks like spying to me.

You're crazy.

You're hanging around with those Friedländers too, aren't you?

Yes. Don't try anything.

Listen. My brother and I are always on their heels.

And now you're joining us.

We both know that swine has something to hide.

Sooner or later we'll catch him.

Then the director will have to fire him.

I don't think there's anything wrong with him.

You didn't nearly stumble over that sentence by accident.

Or shall we go to the hotel director together, and

you can explain what you were doing in strangers' rooms?

That's what I thought.

So, welcome. Three pairs of eyes are better than two.

From now on, you shadow that piano tinkler and report to me.

And if I don't?

Then I'll tell everyone you kissed the girl.

I didn't!

But you wanted to.

What's going on?

Heinrich suddenly came up to me just now.

He wants me to spy for him.

What?

Whose side are you on?

Yours, of course.

Ours, I mean... Georg's.

But I want to run.

Come quickly!

He's standing down there waiting for it.

Come on, spit it out. What do you think?

Well, I've seen the two of them together several times.

There's no point beating around the bush.

Bruno and your father are in league with each other.

I'm sorry, Hannah. But it actually makes sense.

What is that supposed to mean?

Makes sense?

Well, my sisters learned at school

that all Jews tell lies.

Take that back!

Hey, break it up!

Hannah stands up for you, and you talk that rubbish?

It's all right. I'm a pacifist.

Your time is unbelievably backward.

Hannah!

Go away!

Hey!

Pretty shitty, huh?

My father isn't a criminal.

Of course he isn't.

But it is true.

I've felt all along that something isn't right.

Something keeps him from sleeping, and he won't tell me what it is.

I just don't want him putting himself in danger again.

God, I hate not understanding anything.

Hey, we'll find out.

Forgotten already? I promised you.

Tell anyone I cried and you're dead too, got it?

Don't say you were anywhere in town. We've been looking everywhere.

We were worried about you, Karli.

If you disappear again, you'll be spending your time with us from now on.

That's house arrest!

Yes?

Yes.

It was Georg's grandmother's birthday.

They invited me to dinner.

Come on, you wanted me to make friends!

But who are these people, anyway?

My friend Georg. From the village.

And where exactly do they live?

In a white house with cats.

With cats?

I'll ask Georg what the street is called.

Do that.

Come on, don't be like that.

If Georg believed such idiotic nonsense,

I certainly wouldn't keep investigating with him.

My father told me we're leaving in the next few days anyway.

Leaving?

Why are you leaving?

Have fun with that blockhead.

Come on. We really don't have time for this now.

Leave me alone. I have to work.

I didn't want to come.

People, just listen for once!

I think this is all one big misunderstanding.

Yesterday I saw Hannah's father in the salon picking something up from the floor.

Right. He told me he'd found Bruno's cigarette holder.

See? He probably only wanted to return it.

I mean, we all want Georg and Hannah's father cleared, don't we?

But to do that, we have to solve this case. Together.

Hannah, I'm sorry.

I don't believe what other people say about you Jews.

It's all right.

I wish we could visit your time someday.

No chance, unfortunately.

Probably because our older selves are there,

and our doubles would make the Earth explode.

None of us will still be alive there.

Now listen, you little rascal. I intend to live to at least a hundred.

So, what next?

Bruno is really clever. How can we prove he's the thief?

We have to set a trap for him.

If Hannah spreads the word that I own something this valuable,

Bruno is sure to take the bait.

Karli, you've disappeared again.

We meant what we said earlier.

Man, you simply don't understand anything.

What don't we understand?

At Georg's grandmother's birthday earlier, Georg argued with a friend.

So I had to go back and sort it out.

At this hour?

Yes.

And?

And what?

Well, did you manage to sort it out?

More or less, yes.

But you know, Georg sometimes doesn't think at all.

And Hannah is very stubborn.

Hannah?

Who's Hannah?

A girl. Just Hannah.

Is she nice?

Do you notice anything different about me?

No.

Now I'm offended.

I dress up, and the fine gentleman notices nothing.

I inherited this necklace from my grandmother.

It's real.

My grandmother was a lady of the world.

It truly suits you splendidly, Miss Hannah.

I had actually meant to wear the necklace to the dance tomorrow.

But unfortunately, Papa and I have to leave tomorrow.

Tomorrow already?

You know how his business is.

Yes, yes. We shall miss you.

Oh, it's already so late.

We could happily keep chatting, dear Bruno.

You must know, I'm going to the cinema with Papa tonight.

How lovely.

But I'd better leave the necklace in my room. You never know.

Very sensible, Miss Hannah.

We'll catch him red-handed.

But we must be extremely careful.

My old man will have a heart attack if Bruno really steals the necklace.

Actually, I'm not allowed to touch you.

Okay, let me sum it up again.

Georg, you hide upstairs.

Where?

Hannah, you head toward the cinema with your father, say

you forgot something, and come back here.

I have to rush home for dinner.

I'll come back as fast as I can, and then we'll grab the fellow.

You sly dog!

Come on, come on, come on!

You sly dog!

We'll get him!

The bait is set.

Into hiding.

Hey, slow down!

You'll choke.

Hey, we're still eating.

I have to go back down to the village.

I left my jacket at Georg's.

Yes, but could you please...

It's about Hannah.

Do you think Bruno will wait around for you?

I've had enough.

We're going into Bruno's room now.

We have to use the emergency exit.

Come on, please.

Please.

Well, who have we here?

Because of that strange bird.

My brother says he doesn't trust you.

Oh, really? And why is that?

You're in league with that Jewish girl.

Are you interested in Hannah now, or in the thief?

They're both enemies of the people.

I knew a theft like this would be too much for you.

Bruno is slipping right through your fingers.

What are you saying?

He's meeting a stranger in the park

while you two heroes chase little girls.

I'm warning you: if you're spinning me a tale, my brother will finish you.

Move out!

Where did you hide your suitcase?

That's a fine piece here.

Come on, get it open.

I can't. It's locked.

Hands up, police!

You may come from the future, but you are still always late.

Um, have you got anything sharp?

Where did you learn that?

YouTube.

I'll explain later.

What's that?

There's no money here.

And no jewellery either.

Hannah Friedländer.

Your name is written on it.

American Consulate General.

Visa granted?

These are ship tickets.

What the hell is this?

I think you're going to America.

What?

I don't want to leave Berlin.

You have to.

I think your father knows what is right for you.

My father has no right to uproot me like this.

Listen, if my parents hadn't uprooted me and brought me here,

I would never have met you.

That would truly have been a loss.

Bruno isn't a thief. He's a kind of escape helper.

Excuse me?

Bruno makes forged papers and obtains tickets for Jews so

they can flee Germany and travel to America.

So that was what the money was for?

That's why no theft was reported.

No one must ever find out.

But it also means that if Heinrich finds the suitcase,

Bruno is in grave danger—and so are you and your father.

That strange bird is probably in league with the Friedländers.

But if he thinks he can make a fool of me, he's mistaken.

I'll finish him.

And you fall for it, you idiot.

[UNCLEAR]

Ow!

Ow!

Quick, search everything.

Stay right here. Once a thief, always a thief.

Please, I only have to take this to Miss Friedländer.

Don't make up stories.

Well, look at that. The piano tinkler has made quite a haul.

Shouldn't we report this to the hotel director?

Shut up! The necklace belonged to Jews. It isn't stealing if we take it.

Karli! Help! I've been robbed! Help!

Please calm down first, young lady.

How can I calm down when that villain robbed me?

What are you saying?

You stole my grandmother's necklace. Admit it!

Nonsense! She's lying through her teeth.

Everyone knows Jews always lie. Don't they?

Oh, really? I know people like you simply can't control their greed.

Why don't you empty your pockets?

Forget it! I won't take orders from a lying Jewess.

Empty your pockets, or have you something to hide?

Please. If you empty your pockets,

we can clear up this misunderstanding at once.

You see? I can explain.

I merely secured the necklace. The shoe-shine boy had it.

I asked Georg to bring the necklace to my room.

Mr. Director, I hope my son's word counts

for more with you than that of a Jewish informer.

I regret to say, Mr. Hartwig, but the evidence seems conclusive.

You have no idea who you're dealing with!

I think it is time to bring your stay

at our hotel to an end, Mr. Hartwig.

You cannot order me about.

To spare us another scandal, I am

willing to classify this as a misunderstanding.

Provided Miss Friedländer agrees.

We can, of course, call the police instead, if you prefer.

But I don't think it is in your interest

to make the whole affair public.

Especially given your position.

Perhaps your son can explain

what he was doing in other guests' rooms.

You will regret this.

No, no, no, no, no.

You have not been enjoying your stay with us lately anyway.

Out!

But I want half with you.

Half, yes.

Hello.

Oh, Karli!

The future hotel director is late as usual.

And we still have a few pressing questions for you, Director.

They don't believe you come from the future.

So you live in this hotel too?

His parents own the whole place.

Almost a hundred years from now.

Well then. First, that means this

hotel will still exist in a hundred years. Cheers!

And second, our Karli here can predict the future.

So, Rosa, what would you like to know?

Are there flying automobiles?

Not quite, but something similar. There are cars that can drive themselves.

You simply sit inside and enter your destination.

Good heavens. That will be something.

Sadly, people in the future wear dreadful colourful clothes.

Thank you. I like you too.

Tell us about the little box.

What little box?

He has a telephone, a camera and

a gramophone all in one. It fits in his trouser pocket.

Well, that's not for me.

Don't worry, Rosa. We won't live to see it.

I need another egg liqueur after that.

And I'll have another piece of cake.

When he's alone with his father, I wouldn't want to be in his shoes.

Georg ought to get his job as shoe-shine boy back now.

Let's hope so.

If not, I'll simply make another scene.

You know what? You're really great. For a girl.

I have to go wash dishes again. Hopefully for the last time.

Thank you for all your help, Mr. Time Traveller.

At least I speak a little English.

Do you think there will be a lift like this somewhere when I'm in America?

I'm sure there will.

After all, they invented artificial intelligence.

What sort of intelligence?

I think you should talk to him.

I think I have to explain a few things to you.

I think I've already understood most of it.

Have you? Then come on, pack your suitcase. Come!

Karli!

I must be mad to believe you.

I thought you might want to know

how all of this really fits together.

The hotel you see is only half the truth.

People who have to go into hiding come here.

The National Socialists imprison

their opponents en masse. People simply disappear.

But from this hotel, people

who have to leave the German Reich

are taken across the borders.

I have one more question, Karli.

How will all this end? Will there be a war?

Yes.

Will it be very bad?

Yes. It will.

Thank you.

I have one more question.

Are the Nazis still in power in your time?

We've already covered that.

November 1938: Kristallnacht.

Numerous Jewish shops and synagogues

are set on fire or destroyed by the Nazis.

Jewish families are forcibly taken from their homes

and deported to concentration camps.

They crammed us into freight cars.

We no longer had names, only numbers.

Karli? What's wrong?

Mum, what else happened after 1938?

Come on!

It's because of what I told you.

What they did to the Jews.

But if someone back then...

If a Jew realised in time.

And quickly got his daughter away.

And then they escaped from here...

Then they could make it, couldn't they, Mum?

I mean, then they weren't killed.

Yes. Perhaps.

Some people did manage to escape the Nazis.

If they recognised the danger in time, or had people who helped them.

And with a great, great deal of luck.

But most did not make it.

Very few did.

Hannah Friedländer, 1938.

That really is Hannah's family?

They fled to America—to New York.

Hannah didn't quite make it to a hundred,

unfortunately, but she lived to eighty-seven.

That's Eva, her great-granddaughter.

We chat quite often.

That is the wildest story I've ever heard.

But do you believe me?

Dunno.

No. But you're a good bloke anyway.

I think.

We could go biking sometime, if you like.

Sure. Cool.

Hi, Great-Grandpa!

This is my great-grandpa Georg. He lives with us.

I didn't see you up there at all.

Who are your friends?

I'm Karli.

I never thought I'd live to see this...

Yes, Karli! Don't you remember me?

I'm Georg—the shoe-shine boy.

Georg?