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Munich today.

City of art, of science, of industry.

City of students.

City of Olympians.

City in which the future has already begun.

The million village, say some, world city with heart, the others.

In Munich, life is pulsating like in no other city.

Here is the theme number one.

The good old Bavaria.

For over a hundred years, she looks down on her city with her world-famous opera,

with her monuments and buildings for which Bavarian kings have plundered the

state treasury.

You are a beautiful Munich girl.

What do you think of kissing, dancing, amore?

Thank you.

From all sides they flow to Munich, by plane or by bus.

More than 15,000 have only arrived last year.

But only 8,000 have registered as police.

Where are the others?

What are they doing?

How are they living?

We know it and will show it to you.

Here the famous football game Germany-Russia took place. The Germans

won 4-1.

Oh, really?

Let's go on.

Terrific! Gigantic!

The Olympiatum is 290 meters high.

And the restaurant up there can turn at three different speeds.

I'd like to go there. There you have to have a wonderful view.

For which she gets free room and board and a little pocket money.

She's called an au pair girl.

And when you become one, it's almost like being a daughter in the family.

Or at least I thought so.

Hey,

what's with you? Never seen an American girl before?

To your health.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Bottoms up.

That's what we say back in Kansas City as a toast.

I enjoyed doing the housework, but there wasn't that much to do. And besides,

Peppy was always hanging around.

So I tried to teach him English while I worked.

See spot.

See spot, run.

Run spot, run.

Run, run, run.

See puff.

See puff run run puff run run run run

Excuse me. I wonder if you could explain this word to me. My English is a bit

sloppy.

No, no, Mr. Casper. I'm not teaching you English tonight.

Tomorrow, I'll be glad to help you when your wife is awake.

When Madame Dabai is...

She let me in her room.

And later?

Then she let me have it.

Well, how was it?

Ah, what an experience.

Tell us about it. What did happen?

Man, you're really dumb.

Gentleman keeps his mouth shut when he gets laid.

Find out for yourselves.

Not a bad idea.

And what did you do to convince her to let you in?

To hope.

I just asked her to explain something.

Something American.

Hmm.

And then?

Then she just let me. Then she did what?

Let me in.

Then she just let you in?

Fast little American. What about her technique?

Is she any good?

You could try it yourselves, you old fool.

If you can still get it up.

I'd like to try.

Only two days in Germany, and already these Germans were thinking all American

girls get their training at the Indianapolis Speedway.

I decided that it was time that little Cecily from Kansas City stopped helping

them with their English and started helping them with their etiquette.

Hello, Cecily.

Cecily, Cecily.

Open up.

Please.

Good evening.

Oh, little Charles, what do you want?

I wanted to ask you something.

Something in English.

Would you help me with it?

Come in, Charles.

How would you like to make love to me American style, huh, Charles?

Now, Charles.

The first thing you do is take off your clothes.

Otherwise, you can't make love to me American stuff, okay?

I can't explain American lovemaking, Charles.

It's no good explaining it.

I must demonstrate it.

One simply must do it. Oh, no, Charles, not yet.

Come along. We'll go to my hideout.

Why not here?

It isn't safe here.

There are people snooping behind every door.

Do you understand?

And to demonstrate love American style, we need a lot of time and can't be

disturbed by anyone.

Let's go, then.

Quick, Charles, quick, so that no one will see us.

Now wait for me. I'll be right back.

where are you going i have to make myself ready for love charles then i'll

get ready too yeah

Hello, Cecily. Happy, what are you doing here?

I saw everything.

That's nice.

It's beautiful how you did that to those guys.

What are you going to do now?

Oh, I don't know. Let them stay in there a while.

I'll let them stir in their own juice for a change.

Wait a minute.

I've got a better idea.

It's in there.

I locked the door so it can't get out.

How big is it? About like so.

Did it come from the zoo? Did it escape, huh?

Doesn't matter. The main thing is that you shoot it.

Sit down, Betsy.

Go, Captain.

Wait a minute.

Let's get that... Sounds like there's

more than one in there. I hope the red shot will do.

I'm out of there, you bastards.

Out!

hell is this what's this my own son i'll teach you from me you'll get an old

-fashioned one to last your lifetime

oh

peppy what do you want nothing my

american lessons are coming along just fine

What is love in German?

Love? Well,

I'd better go now.

Oh, but I want to learn to make love in German.

Love? Love?

There are many ways.

But German is such a difficult language, isn't it?

You're beautiful.

I'm so cold, Peppy. Keep me warm, my darling.

I hope your German's good.

So do I.

And what is this thing in German?

This?

This is my Zipfel. We call it Zipfel.

So, this is called Zipfel.

Zipfel, that's a funny name for such a sweet thing.

And what is this in Bavarian?

This is the milk factory.

And this is called in Paris the cat, the Minet.

What is that, the kitten?

I don't give a fuck, we have that too.

I know, to your health.

And now you have to be very kind to the little cat.

Oh, is that Rommel?

Well, you can say that.

My God, that's funny, very funny.

And I always thought it was called ficken in German.

Oh, you're a love.

Oh, I love Munich.

Oh, I love Munich. Oh, I love Munich.

I love Munich.

That's excessive.

You can experience that in Munich.

Voilà.

That's why I stayed in Munich.

Grüß Gott.

At the end of our tour, we will now go to the Olympiaturm.

My name is Ina Taufmann. I came to Munich about two and a half years ago.

At that time I had just turned 17.

I finally wanted to get out of the Ruhr area.

And besides, my mother was married again in the meantime. And with my stepfather,

I didn't really get along.

Well, you understand.

It's easy for every girl to find work in Munich.

If you just want to work.

I'm a learned nurse.

There's a look in the newspaper and you can choose the workplace.

I also chose it for myself.

That means, I believed that at that time. Three-person household, stone-rich

people, who treated me as if I belonged to the family for a long time.

They were really unusually friendly, Mr. and Mrs. Brückemann in Bogenhausen. And

the little Sylvie. We both immediately fell in love.

Now it's over, Sylvie. Aunt Ina has to rest a little too.

Oh, we're playing so beautifully right now.

No, now you're playing for yourself.

I want to show Aunt Ina something.

Ina, come on, please.

Yes?

What do you say to that, Ina?

Is it a nice bikini or not?

Really, very pretty.

It should look good on you. You have the right figure for it.

It's probably terribly expensive.

And when will I ever get it to the beach? You can wear it just as well here

in the garden.

You don't want to run around in your suit all summer, do you? I don't know,

Mrs. Brückemann. I'm sure your husband isn't right.

Nonsense.

He likes to see things like this.

So, that's enough for today.

Besides, I'm playing way too badly for you. Come on, let's get some rest.

What a terrible invention.

I feel like I'm entangled.

Well, what is it? Don't you want to lie down too?

And take off your bikini too.

Nobody sees us. I hate these terrible stripes from the sunbathing.

Come on, we're women.

If you think so.

That's true.

I have something against these white stripes.

And besides, I really like to be in the sun.

But somehow it seemed strange to me. The peculiar looks of Mrs. Brückemann, her

great willingness to help, and especially her cheeky hands, made me

stutter.

I could have pulled out a bikini myself.

Come on.

It was fun.

You're very friendly.

Now let's forget that you're employed here. Treat yourself as you do when

you're with your friends.

I like you, Ina.

You're very sweet.

You have a sweet body, Ina.

Be a little dear to me. At first I was stunned.

Was this woman only so nice to me because she wanted to seduce me?

Why was she a lesbian?

How could that be possible?

She had a man. Yes, she had a very unusually nice man.

And she had a child.

All kinds of thoughts shot through my head.

But then Ms.

Brückemann's disgusting touches called me back into reality.

Listen to me right now.

I am employed by you as a nurse and not as a bed-dog.

Please never try that again.

Otherwise, I have to quit.

Understood.

Good evening.

We're playing, Sylvie. But you're coming early today. I thought, in this nice

weather, you should finish earlier.

Are you playing with me? No, I'm tired.

Ina! Yes, dear lady?

Shall I play for your wife?

Let's see who's better.

Ready? Ready.

This is Mr. Brueckemann. He looked brilliant.

He never let me feel that he was rich.

He was a real big boy.

Romantic, and always dressed to the brim.

When our hands touched, I was like electrified.

I didn't fall in love with him. Well, is the game over already?

It's stretching me too much today. You're just out of practice, that's it.

Do you know what I'd like to do now? We'll go to the city and get mixed up

with the people.

Well, how about that?

Oh, no, I'm too broken.

But if you like it, then take Ina with you. She'll be happy when she comes out.

Isn't that right, Ina?

Mrs. Brückemann was as friendly to me as before.

Or was that just giggling?

An diesem Abend habe ich mich so wohl gefühlt wie eigentlich noch nie.

Ja, ich war richtig glücklich.

Herr Brückemann benahm sich, als wäre er in mich verliebt. Und ich, ich habe das

Spiel mitgespielt.

Ich merkte gar nicht, dass es von ihm und von mir schon längst ernst war.

Ja, ich hatte mich in einen verheirateten Mann verliebt, in den Mann

meiner Chefin.

Ich habe versucht, ihn zu vergessen, aber ich sah ihn ja jeden Tag. Und jeden

Tag hat er mich spüren lassen, dass er von mir mehr haben wollte als seinen

Kuss. And then came the Thursday when Mrs. Brückemann had her bridge evening.

I went to my room early in the morning.

Mr. Brückemann followed me.

He was very tender to me.

And so I became his beloved.

I had a very bad conscience, for sure.

But I loved him with all my heart.

Just as I thought.

I leave the house for a while, and my husband makes a pass at the servants.

And this innocent little lamb falls for it.

Please, Kathy, not here. Don't worry. I won't quarrel with you about dumb girls.

We'll talk later.

Kathy, let me explain.

What is there to explain?

But I'll know what to do with the future, my dear.

Kathy, don't make such a fuss. The girl isn't worth it.

The girl isn't worth it.

What a fool I had been.

The next morning I waited until he had left the house.

The hairdresser came every Friday to do Mrs. Bachman's hair, so I was able to

slip out unnoticed.

And you won't be alone long.

You'll get a new governess soon.

And besides, you've got your mother.

Oh, she never has time for me. Just now she said leave her in the hairdresser

alone.

I began thinking about what Sylvia had said.

About leaving Mrs. Brockman.

Maybe it was my turn to do a little shocking.

How dare you come in here? Can't you knock?

I did knock, Mrs. Brockman, but you were too busy getting your hair fixed.

Just get out of here. I'll talk to you in a minute.

She's just a dumb little cow.

Don't tell me you're going to quit, Rita. We're very satisfied with you.

You see, Rita, our marriage isn't what it used to be. I've no objection to you

and my husband. That way I'd know where I stand.

And as for me, I'll get my share.

That would be the best solution for all parties concerned.

We live in a modern world, and you seem to fit into it quite well.

Who knows? We might make a nice trio. If you knew how disgusting you are, the one

I feel really sorry for is poor little Sylvia.

Goodbye.

Do you know what you are? You're an uptight little college girl.

If you go on this way, you're never going to get any place.

I did find my place nonetheless.

Take a look.

I found a job in a childcare center.

So, I had a job.

and some fun in miami i even met another college student who was in miami working

as a lifeguard here he comes now goodbye hi rita do you have to

wait long

Thank you. Thank you, Rosal. Now you'll give me a radio and a few pretzels. If

you wait a little, Mr. Gretl, I'll bring you one. Sure.

Oh, that looks good.

That has to go right away.

You can already dare to come a little closer.

You can read what's in a serious Munich newspaper.

Freizeitgirl, massage by Carla, Dominique, Gasparis, Suvon, Jet-Set

-Massagen.

This is the hall of justice where I work.

I'm Hermann Grundl.

Chief of the Records Department.

This past summer, we had a delightful experience in my office.

A young student from Chicago came to our country on an exchange program.

Eine Preußen.

Also, wie oft soll ich Ihnen noch sagen, dass ich keine Preußen bin? Ich bin

Hamburgerin, Herr Gröndl, und Hamburg hat mit Bestimmtheit nie zu Preußen

gehört. Ist schon recht, Frau Nelly, nur wir Bayern sind ja auch ein freier

Freistaat. Ich meine ja nur, alles, was von drüber der Donau ist, sind eben

Preußen. Dann ist das, was Sie mohne, eben Verkehr, Herr Gröndl.

And for the prices, we have a deal.

And do you know why we're talking about the prices and the deal?

It has to be done.

Later, Mr. Grönewald, later.

I have to finish my work now. Otherwise, the inspector will call me together,

won't he?

A clean item, but a price.

These are the disclosure old protocols.

Steiner and Hinterstösel. And the mandatory dirt thing, Mr. Leitner.

Thank you, Mrs. Grönewald.

Clean as always.

But that still had time.

What is done in the working hours is done in the working hours, Inspector.

Forget about the stupid Inspector, Mrs. Eleanor.

Tell me, are you really such an unapproachable, cool blonde from the

high north?

Or do you just do that?

You would like to know that. Obviously, yes.

Tell me, what do you always do after work?

I don't ask you that either.

Wouldn't you like to go out with me?

I'm relaxing my side. Come on now, you have to sit still here.

Mr. Bodum, I just want to... Take a come in, Mr. Grindle.

The thing is, Eleanor doesn't want to know anything about Mr. Owen Spector.

Every day, precisely at noon, she disappeared.

Nobody knew where she went or what she did.

One day, just as the lunch break was starting and Eleanor was about to take

off. But once Owen Spector came, just as lunch break started and

Eleanor wanted to go away.

Am I disturbing you?

No, Mr. Ove-Inspector. They're just starting lunch. It's already past five.

I only had three.

Do you mind if I took a look at it? Oh, be my guest.

Here.

Thank you very much.

Looking for something in particular?

No, no. I just wanted to... Would you mind if I kept this paper? I'll give you

the money for it.

No, no. Not necessary. I'm finished with it. Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Shortly after that, Baldhammer left.

I went into his office.

Normally it's not my style to snoop around, but somehow I don't know why I

kind of had to. There lay the newspaper I'd given him.

It was open, and it marked something in red.

High body massage today.

Mousy stream massage.

My name is Hubert. I found that.

Are you Mousy?

If you're Hubert, well, then I'm Mousy, Mr.

Baldhammer.

Come on in.

Thank you.

Well, you see, what's in a name?

How shall I put it? For days, there's been something wrong with my back. Yes,

ever since your wife went away, right?

And I thought of massage, or several massages, or many massages.

My relaxing massages.

That's right.

Well, it couldn't hurt anything.

But tell me, Miss Eleanor, how in the world did you get here?

Just lucky, I guess.

You understand, Mr.

Baldhammer.

Cut out the Mr. Baldhammer bit, Miss Helena.

Mousy. Oh, yes, mousy.

Make yourself comfortable, Hubert.

You already know the prices we charge, don't you?

Yes, 60 marks if I understood you.

For a simple relaxing massage. And a hundred if you want our extra special

massage.

I always wanted one of those.

Uh-oh. Well, what's the matter, Bald? I mean, Hubert.

It's that I forgot my wallet.

Oh, well, that's no problem.

Sie können mir das Geld ja nachher im Büro geben, Herr Oberinspektor. Ja,

toll, Experimente.

Wouldn't you know it.

Well, then, let's get started.

Honestly, this was always my greatest wish, my deepest desire. I feel it deep,

deep down.

I really feel it.

And if you could feel it.

Well then, let me feel it.

Even help me relax.

As I was saying, I don't like to snoop around.

But on that day, I just had to.

It's always a pleasure to find out that even a clerk is just a human being.

Please lie down on the massage bed on your stomach. Me?

On my stomach?

All right, whatever you say.

Your pants have to come off, otherwise I can't be effective.

Whatever you say, Melody.

You're a regular brute.

Just my routine grip.

Nothing against grips.

How do you get relaxation by pinching my shoulders? That doesn't help.

It doesn't even feel good.

It hurts, actually.

Terrible. You'll soon feel relaxed.

Don't turn around.

I can't see this way.

What's happening now?

You're walking. Ow!

On me.

Oh, relax.

Relax completely.

You nearly broke my back.

This way I don't feel anything anymore.

Then we'll have to switch to manual. But that'll cost another 50.

Oh, never mind the cost.

Well then, lie on your back and think of something wonderful.

What do you suppose I think when I look at you?

Wow, they're looking back at me.

Concentrate.

I've never concentrated like this.

No,

this is a sight.

I found it.

Oh, Mousy, Mousy.

Mousy, you.

Oh, Mousy.

It's moving.

It's moving.

Just don't stop, Mousy. Don't stop.

Do you feel anything, Chief Inspector?

Be careful.

I'm the president under the towel.

Keep going, Mousy.

Slowly.

I feel it. I feel it.

It's all over, Mousy. Hold it. That's it. Mousy.

Mousy, see?

That's it.

Hold it.

Mousy.

See, he's turned sour.

He's all droopy.

Oh, now once again he's a clerk.

Oh, Mousy, should we make him a king again?

Sure, but that'll be 50 more.

Who cares?

What has to be must be.

Mousy, you're beautiful.

Let's hope for the best.

Lunch is almost over.

Never mind.

All right, let's try something else.

I'm out of sight.

Today I'll blow my whole salary.

You're pretty wild.

Here it goes.

Starting again.

The king is rising.

Long live the king.

Margie. Margie.

Oh.

There. Now you've really done it.

This ride is a pancake.

I've had enough of these relaxing massages. Now these massages are the

best.

I never had my suspicions about Old Hammer.

And who'd have thought?

Eleanor from the office?

Aha, those American girls, they're sure lively.

Sure, back at the office.

Bye.

Look,

over

there is Mr. Gwando.

What are you looking at? These girls run around with hats. They're behind us,

hanging out.

You're absolutely right.

What moral decay. Grendel.

Sit in line.

Hi, Grendel. Hi, sir.

Madam.

Yeah, well, with that dragon, Baldhammer needs a massage.

Yeah.

Those American girls are dangerous, but lovely.

Yes, you see, Miss, and that's the Stachus, the busiest place in Europe.

Then the pedestrians have to go down below, by loud cars.

The Bavarian court, the hotel for the rich, the big heads, as we say in

Munich. Here we have the Sissertor, there we have the Carl Faller Museum.

And here we have the Wolkenkratzer, our America in Munich.

Ich heiße Anja.

Der Nachname tut nichts zur Sache.

Ich bin ein Dreivierteljahr in München, aber was ich hier schon erlebt habe,

darüber könnte ich Bücher schreiben.

Ich komme aus einer Kleinstadt bei Hannover.

Nach München gekommen bin ich aufgrund einer Annonce.

Ein Immobilienbüro suchte Stenotypistinnen.

Aber ich sollte doch hier als Stenotypistin anfangen.

Die Spitzbuben, die Häuslschleier, die ganz Ausgeschamten, die brauchen schon

lange keine Stenotypistin mehr. Die wohnen jetzt in Stadelheim und atmen

eine gefilterte Luft.

Erst haben sie die Häuslschleier und jetzt werden sie vom Vaterstaat ernährt.

Sieh, Frau Lein, da brauchen Sie doch nicht gleich verzweifeln.

What a surprise.

Well, Landry, I'm willing to hire you for our acting company on a trial basis

for a month.

Thank you, Mr. Jackson, but wouldn't you like to take a look at my resume?

Why bother with all that? I'm a judge of talent. I look at you.

I know what I can expect.

But, for example, my knowledge of Shakespeare?

Oh, I'm sure you're good enough, main thing, as you have no objections to the

hours, huh?

That's a little joke. Sit down.

Here.

This is our standard contract.

May I ask you something else, Mr. Jackson?

I won't have to do anything shady for signing this, will I?

Why, my dear, this is a sound enterprise.

All we do is send you out on important interviews with rich clients, and you

be yourself.

Entertain them, wine, beer, whiskey, whatever, and have a good time, nothing

else in the contract.

So, for every job, you get 40 marks.

That's three hours of service.

For every break-in hour, we pay another 20 marks. Isn't that nice?

An old woman has to work hard for that.

Just a little joke.

I'll take it that you need advance.

You have to dress up a bit for your new job.

Here you have 1000 marks.

My first interview was with Mr.

Robinson from Hollywood.

He was a very important movie producer.

Wouldn't you like to have a bite somewhere now?

No, what I need now is a drink.

Let's go to Bourbon Street.

Yes, that's fine. We'll do that. You know, I've heard a lot about the

notorious Bourbon Street, but I've never been inside one of those strip joints

before.

He thought about only one thing.

Women.

I had to drag him from one bar to the next.

By the time we got to the last striptease joint, he was really drunk.

Was he very mushy? His behavior was disgusting.

A typical dirty old Yankee man, I thought.

But if that's what a girl has to do to get into acting...

By three in the morning,

he was so bad off, I had to escort him to his own room.

Come, come, my sweetie. Sit down beside me. Careful, Mr. Robinson.

Good night.

Hey, hey, what do you mean? The fun has just started. Let go of me. Come here.

Let go.

Shirt up and pants down.

You pig.

Let go of me, you filthy pig.

Take your hands off me.

Listen, I'm an actress, not a whore.

Let go.

Go!

What were you thinking about?

Can't insult our producers.

Mr. Robinson filed a complaint.

You should have cooperated.

But he tried to write me.

Oh, shit. Let me tell you one thing. The producer ain't never wrong, babe.

Well, if that's the way it's gonna be, I quit.

So quit.

Let me have the $200.

I don't have it anymore.

I bought myself clothes.

Well, that's your tough luck.

If you don't have the money, I just can't release you from your contract.

You ought to realize that.

You're free to go after you've worked off the money.

He told me not to be discouraged by my first experience.

And that he'd send another actress with me next time.

So I wouldn't have any trouble.

Why, he treated me like I was his own daughter.

Oh, you can go on a couple of more auditions, huh?

This crazy, horny guy will be here soon. He's a pretty guy, but he pays well.

So don't pretend to be stupid when you need to.

I don't do things like that.

Why not? I'll let you slide over it and then it'll be fine.

Otherwise you won't get on your crutches at all.

Think about it.

I want to accompany the guests through Munich and not sleep with them.

That's easy.

Do you think the guys rent themselves for their good money girls to show off

the old pinacotheque?

They just want one thing, booze.

Selma had told me you ran his life like a military maneuver, but to go this far

with it?

Well, I wanted to act, and I did need the money.

Hats on.

Hats off.

Come on, kid.

Hats off.

Come on, come on. Your panties too.

So, now let's see where your talents lie.

I tried to remember everything I knew about the military.

Detail, halt!

Knees, bent!

And up!

And bend!

And up!

Come on now! And bend!

And up!

And bend!

And now over the top!

And hit the old beach!

Look at that. It's wiggling.

Attack.

Single shot fire.

By the numbers.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

About face.

Well, by this time I had really begun specializing in weird producers.

Good afternoon.

You must be Angie.

Bakersfield is my name. Please come in.

Horses, horses, wherever you look.

You're hooked on horses, Mr. Bakersfield. Oh, you guessed it. Horses

are my great passion.

I have a huge stable of racehorses, you know. But what makes beautiful films are

the riders, particularly the lady riders.

Just try to picture yourself riding a pitch black horse, galloping all over

the world, just riding and riding.

Do you really think I'm talented, Mr.

Bakersfield?

More than most, if you will try, my dear.

Aha. I will try.

I was told you were very good in the saddle.

I have been riding since I was four.

Well, I can see you're quite a sport.

Are you ready to audition, my little jockey?

Yes.

Now, here's the part you're auditioning for.

I'm the stallion, and you'll mount me and ride me, all right?

But you'll have to hold on tight, you understand?

Master me. You'll have to think I'm absolutely wild.

Here I come, trotting along, and you must ride me bareback. Ready?

Here I come. Trot, trot. I'm going to break loose.

Now mount me and then pull me, Seabiscuit.

Come on.

Get up, Seabiscuit. Come on. Get going.

Come on, boy.

Come on. Come on. Don't stop. Come on. Get up. Get going.

Seabiscuit, get up. Come on.

Come on, boy.

Get it up.

Oh, poor baby.

I'm really finished.

I always get thirsty when I've been riding.

Oh, you should have your fun, too.

Look at that.

Mount me again and reach up.

Aren't I sweet?

Stretch yourself.

Reach up. Reach up. Come on. Stretch yourself.

Reach. Reach for them. You see.

Reach for them.

Come on.

Higher.

I auditioned for him several times.

Each time, both of us were satisfied with my talent.

The other day, he told me he sold his house in New Orleans and moved to his

horse farm.

And now, believe it or not... He wants to marry me and have me star in all his

special projects.

This morning, he sent me my ticket.

And what do you think I'm going to do with it?

May I help you?

I'd like to turn in this ticket. Can I get a refund?

Is that possible?

Mm-hmm.

Why should I go there?

I'm doing so well in New Orleans.

How I came to Boston?

Actually, it's a joke. I only meant to stay a few hours.

I'm from Maine, where I've been going to the university.

When my semester break came, I wanted to spend a few days in the mountains.

I was scheduled to change trains in Boston where I would have a two-hour

wait, so I decided to look up an old friend of mine who was living there.

Annette and I had been very close in school, although we were totally

different. She was very romantic, a free spirit, and I've always been, well,

pretty straight.

I wondered how Annette was doing in Boston.

Ich habe mich sehr darauf gefreut, Annette mal wiederzusehen.

Wir beide waren in der Schule unzertrennlich gewesen.

Dabei waren wir grundverschieden.

Sie war sehr romantisch, sehr verspielt.

Immer ein bisschen, es wird schon gehen.

Und ich?

Naja, ich bin in vielen Dingen immer ein bisschen zu korrekt gewesen.

Wie wird Annette in München vorangekommen sein?

How in the world did you get here? That's something else. Quick, come on

in.

Fabulous. You came at the right time.

Really? How come?

Hey, may I borrow your clothes?

Just for a little while. My hiking outfit?

Ride and hurry up, will you? Otherwise I'll miss my boat.

Boat? But I don't understand. I'll explain later.

I've got to rush off. Take a nap on my bed.

Everything here, dead or alive, is yours. Just stay cool. Bye.

I'm going to the mountains. If I'm not there by 10... Bye.

What are you doing here?

Pretty.

Very pretty.

What's that?

I just said very pretty.

Did you ever pose?

Don't tell me you went to the Salvation Army Sunday School.

Have you ever posed?

Who, me? No, certainly not.

What a shame.

Well,

let's try it.

Come on.

Don't scream. I won't hurt you.

No? No.

Truly not?

Truly not.

What do you want from me?

I want to paint you.

For my collage, I need someone just like you are.

Inhibited sensuality.

Inhibited what?

Sensuality.

Okay, so, head a little to the left.

Good.

Will you stay where you are?

Look what I've got. What's that?

Now will you explain to me? Sure, won't take long.

I got a tip. They needed extras for a TV special.

A hundred dollars a day for ten days. It was a one-time chance.

And you earned that much in a few hours? I wish I had. Today we were just

selected. Shooting starts on the 7th. Next week.

And so?

That was all my money.

I have to tell you something important.

What?

You, you have your own special style. That, that's character.

I want to go to the mountains.

Are they making love?

That's what it looks like.

But you don't have to blush about it.

Good morning.

What's happening? Is there any coffee?

Hey, you two-bit Casanova, give me back my coffee.

Playing the big shot.

Get your own coffee, you jerk.

Hey, you've got a pretty big mouth yourself.

Come on, come with me. I need a model.

And don't fool around or you'll be dead. You're a real grouch this morning.

What's your problem? I'll take my coffee with me.

Come.

And bring the cup back.

No, no, no. That won't work.

We're not getting the right expression.

No one looks good with a hangover.

I never wanted to see you again.

But I meant everything I said.

I'm not like those types last night.

In a lot of ways, I'm just like you. I mean that.

Don't you want to paint me?

Yes, sure. But I want to paint a happy girl.

Happy?

But I am happy.

Don't talk so much.

I'll paint you it right underneath my great love.

Great love.

Just a dumb girl.

Just a dumb girl.

Beautiful. And I thought they didn't make them like you anymore.

I wish you could stay here.

We could become real friends.

Can't you stay in Boston?

I'm going to the mountains.

No mountains.

You're staying here with me.

I'll do a thousand paintings of you.

And so here I am in Boston.

I just didn't leave.

I registered in art school, and Michael's still painting me.

You see? And I only plan to stay two hours.

I suppose

you're wondering what a nice American girl like

me is doing working here in Vienna.

For a German photo magazine.

Well, it's not a very exciting story.

I came on a trip after college and decided to stay. It was pretty dull.

Until Betty arrived.

She just came bursting in the door one day. Without any notice at all.

Typical.

And also in Munich.

That's why I envy you half Steinbach. Oh, by the way, I was supposed to greet

you. You don't believe everything.

From Maria Gerdes, from Luisa Hausmann. By the way, she's already divorced

again. Thank you, Betty, but can't we do that later?

You know, I'm still in service.

Why? Aren't you going to change your private word?

Klinsch Publishing, good day.

Local moment, please.

Tell me, is something exciting happening today? Some murder or bank robbery?

You always learn something like this first.

Mr. Birnbacher, wait a minute, please. Wait a minute, please. I'll go on to the

film editorial.

Who is he?

That's John Bergdorf, photographer. Photographer?

Where? He's for me.

Good afternoon, Clinch Publishing Company.

Hello, Big Boss. Don't look into the bright blue sky.

I'm here.

Look, baby, cut it out. I don't need you. What's the matter, Big Boss? Don't

you have eyes in your head?

You can always use a little appetizer like me. And you don't even have to pay

for it if you're that stingy.

Here, look.

How about this for the Sunday edition, huh? Well, I know only six bucks here.

Okay, okay.

Just a sec.

So, here we are. Oh, just keep it.

So spit it out, what do you want?

Publicity is what I want. If possible, a pretty picture of me every day in your

paper. I'm sure you can do it. If I suggest that to my boss, he'll think I'm

nuts. Relax, relax.

I've got what it takes.

I don't doubt that.

But I'm shooting a series on pollution.

Fabulous. You photograph your old garbage cans and I'll throw my sexy body

all over them.

You're a character.

What a day.

But I think we got some good shots.

What are you after? What are you trying to prove?

But darling, that's very simple. I love money.

Especially those big bills.

I don't want to walk the streets, so what's left?

Well, what?

Modeling this week, and for that you only need one thing. Tell us.

Phooey, you have to be known, famous. You have to have an image.

Then all the offers come by them. Mr. Chan, what does he get?

He has nothing to complain about. Why, did you sleep with him?

Nonsense. If you want something from a man, you should never go to bed with

him. Keep that in mind, because after he's had it, he won't give a damn. Then

what's in it for him?

With me or my body or whatever else I have to offer, he's bound to get famous

too. He's realized that.

That's good. All right, hold it right. Hold it there just a second. Let me get

focused. That a girl. Yeah, yeah. Okay. Now, that's it.

That's good, that's good.

What is that?

I don't believe my eyes.

What has happened to law and order?

You come down from there at once, or I'll come up and get you.

Great shot.

Man, man, that's the discretion of a monument.

Just wait, you shameless woman.

I'll get you down.

She's alive.

She's on the inside.

The first touch theater in the universe. Reach in for one mark. Feel to your

heart's desire.

She's alive. She's on the inside.

She's here. She's alive. She's warm. Reach in.

Here's my dollar.

All I can say is

it's out of sight.

Well,

what have we got here?

Yep, it's all in good shape.

If I had something like that in my meadow, I'd start grazing myself.

Say, miss, would you like to visit my farm?

I might. You would?

Just ask for Walt Obermeyer.

He's seeing you. She's alive. She's on the inside.

Feel for yourself. Reach into the first touch theater in the universe. For one

dollar, feel to your heart's desire.

So, I think I've got everything.

If you find anything else, just send it to me or keep it. I really didn't have

anything worth a damn anyway. Take care, Betty.

You too, love.

I'll keep in touch.

Look me up sometime.

I'd only be in the way.

Maybe we'll get together someday.

Bye. Bye. And now, up, up and away.

Well, there you are. What took you so long?

I have something for you. Here, look.

Ah, you're terrific.

Not bad, huh?

What about my percentage?

You can't keep me away from you forever. I'd go crazy. And then you'll have me on

your conscience. Can you take that?

Where are we going? Your place.

What kind of lens do you have?

A short focal length or the long tube?

Hey, even with this tripod, nothing will wobble.

You're a great noodle.

The lighting is right.

And now the sharpness.

The depth sharpness. The very deep depth sharpness.

You're a tripod.

And you can go far.

Oh, my God.

Hello,

Johnny?

Can we have dinner here tonight?

What? Right now?

Urgent.

Well... Oh, sure, I understand.

That's too bad.

Bye.

What's up, Johnny? Oh, Betty. Why don't you take any more photos of me? Ever

since we slept together, it's all over, but I'm getting prettier every day.

Okay, baby, I'll tell you. We've saturated the market. People are tired

of you. They've had you up to here.

You're not Mark.

Wait a while.

That's all.

But you just can't dump me like that. You'd be discouraged.

Something else will develop. Go see another photographer. Maybe you'll suit

his style.

I'm so dumb.

You remember that tip I gave you once, Elsie? That you should never go to bed

with a man you want something from?

Exactly.

And like a dope, I didn't follow my own advice.

I am.

Yes, here you are. What are you going to do now?

I've still got something cooking. What's that?

I could, for example, get hitched.

But Betty, do you like it here? Here in this cow barn?

Do you know what this cow barn plus the dung heap and everything else is worth?

No idea.

Well, a little short of a million would be about it. Of course, it isn't ideal.

Wouldn't you know it.

By the way, your former photographer sends his regards.

You really ought to give him a call sometime.

John, my God, John Bergdorf. You know what he and his whole newspaper...

Betty, there you are. I've been looking for you all over.

Honey... Good to see you. Show out to your room before you drive into town.

I have to clean up. All right, Betty. See you later.

See you. I'll show you to your room.

My Betty's a wonderful wife.

I don't know why she likes that cow barn so much. She hardly gets out of there.

Okay, let's go to work.

I think I could do this kind of work forever.

Ah, yes.

What do we have here?

Yes.

Right on my love machine.

Yes.

Sick disease, huh?

Yes, yes, the girls and Munich, they belong together.

Both are pretty, lively, simply lovable.