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You don't work; that's for sure.

You're in Paradise now! No school, no worries...

I hope my life'll be that good one day.

So what do I do now, without school?

You just learn how to run a household first!

And then later I'll get you something nice to do here at home.

You ask some funny questions!

Don't forget the bills for electricity and waste disposal.

Fomimo!

I don't know where to start.

This boy from my old class came round.

Hello? - Yes. I'm to deliver something here.

Oh, it's you. Here. An invitation to the end of term party at school.

Do I know you? - We were in the same class. Take it.

Juergen! Are you postman now?

That stupid Dahlbach forced this shit on me.

Wants me to do something "positive" for the class before I leave.

Are you alone?

My father'll be back from work soon.

Got anything to drink? I'm dying of thirst.

Not very talkative, eh?

At school I never heard you utter a single word.

Have you got a boy friend?

I'm not surprised.

I bet you never kissed anyone yet, am I right?

Kissing is art. Want to be an artist?

You have to open your mouth, and close your eyes.

Get out!

Arsehole! You can keep that daughter of yours! All to yourself!

Dad!

Dad?

Fraeulein Jakobs?

Fraeulein Jakobs, your father had a stroke.

Do you know what that means? He'll pull through.

I can't tell you what aftereffects he'll have. It was a severe stroke.

He's bound to be partially or even totally paralyzed.

That wasn't so bad, was it? Be glad you've still got your left arm.

Your daughter'll look after you. Well, all the best, Herr Jakobs.

Ah well, you'll manage. Bye.

I have to go to the toilet.

There's a break on the thing!

Get on with it!

Well, go on then. Like the old cow explained.

I'll tell you when I'm finished.

Get out!

How am I supposed to crap? In front of my own daughter?

Alright?

I won't let you finish me off.

Don't think everything's alright again.

I haven't forgotten! - What?

What!

Don't you pretend to be harmless!

Yeah, you run away!

Run away!

This evening Heinz came again. But this time it was different. - Hello.

You look good.

Your clock's fast. 2 1/2 minutes to be exact.

I thought...

Something's wrong.

So... how is he?

...and don't forget, Heinz, I own this apartment.

It's paid for.

You're coming into a feathered nest, so to speak.

Don't worry, I...

Heinz wants to make us an offer.

Do you want me to be happy again?

Yes...

He'd like to ask you to be his wife.

His wife?

What's going on here?

I want to know what's going on here!

Where's my dinner?

Where's my money?

You're money? I must be hearing things.

I'd like my dinner now, please.

What's with your father?

What about him? - The door's closed!

It was too draughty.

I'll go up to him.

Hurry up! I'm hungry.

Dad...

Leave!

Get out!

Where did all those letters come from?

It's just old stuff. I'll clear it away in a minute.

Maybe we should drive out into the country.

To the sea, or something.

Hello. I wanted to... - Just a minute.

One moment.

Just a minute.

Just a second.

Hello. Good morning. Won't you come in?

Am I disturbing you? - No, no, of course not.

I mean, not at all.

I just wanted to apologize for my behavior yesterday. - I see.

But that was nothing. I mean... It wasn't that bad.

I was just worried because you...

Will you have some coffee?

I mean, now? With me?

No photograph, today?

Did you like it?

You know... - Good? - Sorry?

The biscuits!

I see! Yes, very nice. - I'm sorry.

What? - I interrupted you. You were saying?

I wanted to say that I remember now. - What?

My mother and things. - Things?

Yes. You were asking about my mother yesterday.

I realized I hadn't thought about it for a long time... Not just Mother,

but about everything. Never gave it a thought. We never spoke of Mother.

Although there were three of us. I just never gave her a thought.

But with you it's different. I always wondered where you went.

Well, now I know. You're a writer. So you ask about these things.

I always wondered where you went in the morning.

Well, now I know. - I don't write. I'm not a poet.

I don't invent things. I collect!

I know...

So do I.

Ah yes? What kind of things?

Just things. Insects for instance.

Butterflies?

Insects. Ordinary ones.

Would you like to see what I collect?

Lists...

Your lists are great.

You don't find it... boring? I mean...

On the contrary. I envy you for having to make these lists.

I couldn't do it. Because I wouldn't know why.

What you do is so... useful.

And you?

What?

I mean... what do you do?

I don't know.

Nothing really.

I'm a housewife.

And your husband?

What?

Where is he at the moment?

I don't know.

Gone.

I've got to go.

I've got to go!

Do you know what time it is?

What's going on here? Where were you at this time of night?

Go on, tell me!

I was in the house opposite. About the heating. - The heating?

They want to write a complaint. I'm to sign it. - At this hour?

What are you wearing anyway? Where did you get that dress?

You gave it to me.

Put away this fruitcake. I've eaten. Give it to your father.

Don't ever let me find the place looking like this again!

I don't know what's wrong with you, but I don't like it.

Hello?

Ah yes. Hello. No, he's not in.

I don't know.

Perhaps. Yes. I'm sorry. Goodbye.

Come in.

Some coffee?

Close the door, will you? There's a draught.

Is nobody in? I mean... are you alone?

Let's go through.

Won't you sit down?

I tried to call you. Several times. I didn't know whether you...

I went to bed early yesterday.

I dreamt... of you.

Really?

What about?

Your face.

Our kissing.

Do you want to see my insects? - What?

My collection? - I see. Yes, please.

I've been collecting for years. But only the ones I caught myself.

I sorted them into genera; and according to size.

Silly, isn't it?

You think it's silly! - No.

No, I mean... you've got quite a lot of them here.

Yes...

...we never used to.

The coffee.