All language subtitles for 021 - 02x12 - gemesis and catastrophe

Unlike most of
the other stories

I've written, the one
you're about to see

happens to be true.

I'm not going to say much
more than that about it,

or I'll give the game away
and spoil it for everyone.

But it is a true story.

And before I wrote it
I researched the facts

very thoroughly, because
I wanted everything

to be as accurate as possible.

The dialogue is
obviously invented,

but the details are correct.

And by the way, let's
get one thing clear.

All the names that I use
for persons or places

were authentic at the
time of the happening.

Papa?

Papa?

Alois, is that you?

Yes, papa.

Come here.

No, here.

Did you knock?

Yes, papa.

I didn't hear you.

I did, papa.

I knocked.

You're arguing with me.

I said I didn't hear you.

This is a customs post,
not a kindergarten.

You're to show
respect for authority.

I'm in charge here.

Yes, papa.

But I--

No buts!

And what about your cap?

You stand there without
removing your cap!

My god, I--

Papa, the doctor sent me, and
he said you must come at once.

Just like that, huh?

How can I come now?

I am on duty.

Tell him I'm on duty!

It's all right, sir.

I can look after things.

You?

You're a junior officer.

I am the senior man.

I have authority here.

You young people have
no sense of duty.

I can't just get up
and go when I please.

I'm on duty until dawn.

Until dawn, I shall stay.

But, sir--

Bup, bup, bup!

A man's duty comes
before his family.

You young people!

Tell them I'll come at
dawn, not a moment before.

Damn doctors, butchers.

I have no faith in doctors.

Papa, the doctor said--

Never mind what
the doctor said.

I've given you my orders.

Kindly obey them.

I'll take the belt to you!

Hey, no.

It's all right.
You did all right.

You go home.

Alois!

How long ago did she start?

About half an hour ago.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She will be all night at it.

She always takes hours.

That's the trouble.

Now, your mother was quick.

Three hours you took to
come in to this world.

Three hours, whoosh!

Just like that.

No problems.

But not Klara.

Long and hard, long and hard.

Too long, too hard.

She weakens.

The babies with all
that pain and screaming.

Go and
tell the damn doctor!

Do as he says.

And don't worry.

I'll get him to go home.

Thank you, Herr Josef.

You go on now.

He's a good little boy.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

I don't want any
more dead babies.

That will be the husband.

Alois?

Where's your father?

He said he'll come
when he's off duty.

At dawn, he said.

All right.

Where is he?

You go to bed now.

I'll wake you when
the baby comes.

Go!

Is she all right?

Yes, she's fine!

Go!

I want him here.

Your
husband is coming soon.

You rest now.

Rest.

He won't come.

He knows what'll happen.

No.

You must rest.

What does the husband do?

He's a customs
officer, doctor.

A

And what did she mean,
he knows what'll happen?

Well she-- she hasn't
had an easy time, you know.

I want the doctor.

I want the doctor.

It's all right.

I'm here.

Who are you?

I don't know you.

I'm the doctor, dear lady!

I have never seen you before.

I'm new.

Old Dr. Mueller has retired.

I'm the new doctor here.

Have they told you?

Told me what?

About me.

About you?

What is there to know about you?

You're a perfectly
healthy young woman,

and you're going to have a baby.

That's all I need to know.

In the past 18 months,
I have lost three babies.

I know.

I've read Dr. Mueller's reports.

But none of them in childbirth.

You must try not to
think about that.

Just try and relax.

Everything is going
to be all right.

This will be my fourth
baby in four years!

Quietly now.

I don't think anyone
can know what it means

to lose three children, doctor.

All three of them, slowly,
separately, one by one.

I keep seeing them.

I can see Gustav's face just
as clearly as if he was lying

here beside me in the bed.

Gustav was a lovely boy,
doctor, but he was always ill.

Oh, it's a terrible thing
when they're always ill.

And there's nothing you
can do to help them.

You mustn't worry.

This baby is going to be
healthy and fine, I promise you!

My little girl was
called Ida, doctor.

She died a few days before
Christmas, four months ago.

I just wish you could
have seen Ida, doctor.

She was so beautiful.

I'm sure.

Ida was two years old.

So beautiful.

I used to be terrified
that something

would happen to that child.

Gustav had gone, and my
little Otto had gone.

She was all I had left.

Sometimes, I used to
get up in the night,

creep over to her cradle, and
put ear close to her mouth,

just to make sure
she was breathing.

Try to rest.

Please, try to rest.

How long have you known her?

For five years, yes.

You see, they took
rooms here at our inn

the first time they came here.

So you've known her all
through these troubles?

Oh, yes.

What about the husband?

Well, he--
he drinks a little too much.

And he's terribly strict
with the other two.

What other two?

The little boy and his sister.

From a former marriage?

Yes.

Did you know the first wife?

No, I didn't.

Uncle?
Uncle!

It's all right.

You're in good hands.

Where's uncle?

Just close your eyes and rest.

Who is this uncle she calls for?

She calls her husband uncle.

Her husband?

She is his niece!

He married his niece?

Yes!

I told my
poor, late husband--

God rest his soul--

I told him, it's against
the laws of God and nature

to marry your own flesh
and blood!

They were married here,
right here in the downstairs

parlor.

I didn't want to allow
it, but what could I do?

Even in the short time
I've been in the town,

I've heard nothing
but scandal about him.

He is a dreadful man.

I don't want it.

I don't want this child.

Everything's going
to be all right.

Please try not to
upset yourself.

You need your strength.
- I don't want it!

That's what I said
after Ida's funeral.

I won't have it!

I've buried enough children.

I was already four months
pregnant with this one

when we buried Ida.

But I don't want it.

I don't want it!

Stop it.

Stop it at once.

How dare you?

You are going to give birth.

That's the most miraculous
event of the universe.

Think of the new life you'll
be bringing into the world.

I'm frightened, doctor.

Don't be.

What chance can this one have?

Stop thinking like that!

When Otto was
born, my husband said

to me, why do all my children
have to be so small and weak?

I'm sure
he didn't say that.

He put his head right
inside Otto's cradle--

as if he was examining
a tiny insect--

and said, all I'm asking is, why
can't they be better specimens?

Three days later, Otto was dead.

We had to baptize him
quickly on the third day.

He died the same night.

And then, Gustav died.

And then, Ida died.

All of them died, doctor!

And the whole house was empty!

Oh!

Agh!

Sir, the sun will be
up in about an hour.

So what?

No one will mind
if you go home early.

Your wife needs you, sir.

I will
not take orders

from you or anybody else.

I'm sorry, sir.

I just thought you'd
like to see your child.

I'm-- I'm my own master.

I come and go when I please.

Yes, sir.

There's nothing you
can tell me about what

wives need or don't need.

I've had three of them.

I should know.

Yes, sir.

I'm being--

I'm being punished.

Punished?

It's a punishment for my sins.

Hasn't God punished me enough?

Haven't I suffered enough?

I know I've not
been a good husband.

I know.

I try, but I am easily tempted.

My first wife left me.

She was sickly, 14
years older than me.

Rich, but sickly.

Then, there was Fanny.

She was a maid at the inn here.

She bore me two,
strong children, but--

but we weren't
married at the time.

Couldn't be.

The first one was still alive!

But when she-- when she died,
Fanny and I got married.

But God help me if Fanny
didn't have to go get ill.

Lungs.

She had to leave for the
mountains, better air.

Yeah.

I was alone!

Had to look after the
two little children.

So Klara-- she's
my niece, you know.

Klara came to help.

One thing led to another.

Oh, God.

Sir?

Huh?

It's best not to
think of these things.

It's better to go home and
welcome your new child.

I had a special dispensation
from Rome to marry Klara.

But still, God doesn't
leave me alone!

And it's not true that I bought
a coffin for my first wife

while she was still alive!

Not true!

Of course not.

I'll tell you
something, Josef.

I'm frightened to
go back to the inn.

I know another
punishment awaits me.

And Klara-- Klara only
gives birth to weaklings!

Huh.

I can't bear to look on
another sickly child.

I can't face another dead baby!

It's
coming, my dear.

Yes!

Yes, once more.

That's it!

That's it!

Ah.

It's all right, dear lady.

Everything is normal.

You have a son.

You have a fine son!

Do you hear him crying?

Is he all right?

Of course he is all right.

I want to see him.

You'll see him in a moment.

Oh, please let me see him now.

I want to see him!

My dear lady, you have a
fine, strong, healthy child.

Don't you believe me
when I tell you that?

What's happened, doctor?

Why has he stopped crying?

Nothing has happened.

Frau Lemner is giving
your baby a little wash.

She's making him
look pretty for you.

You swear to me
he's all right?

I swear it.

Now, lie back and relax.

Close your eyes.

I pray and pray that
this one will live.

Of course he will live.

Now, go on.

Close your eyes.

That's right, that's better.
Good girl.

Uncle?

Quietly now.

Are you the father?

Yes.

Congratulations.

You have a son.

A son.

Yes.

How is he?

He's fine.

So is your wife.

Good.

Thank God.

You can come in and see
them both in a moment.

I'll call you.

Uh, doctor?

You are certain the
baby is quite normal?

Quite certain.

Eh, ts ts!

Look.

He's a lovely boy.

There you are.

Now you can lie back and look
at him to your heart's content.

Go on!
Look at him!

He won't bite you.

The most beautiful hands,
such long, delicate fingers.

Look!

I'm frightened to look.

I daren't believe I have another
baby and that he's all right.

Now, don't be stupid.

Oh!

Oh, he's beautiful!

Of course!

Hello, my beautiful one.

Oh, aren't you lovely?

There.
Doctor?

What is it?

I want you to
baptize this child now.

But why?

A priest will do it in church.

No, now!

Please.

Just in case.

We had to baptize
Otto on the third day.

He died.

Stop it at once!

This is a perfectly
healthy child.

You are not to upset yourself.

I forbid it.

Now, I'm going to let
your husband come in.

Alois?

Yeah.

There you are.

You can come in now.

Come!

Uh-- Klara, how did it go?

This baby has got the most
marvelous pair of lungs.

You should've
heard him screaming

when he came into the world.

My God, Klara!

What is it, uncle?

This one is even
smaller than Otto was!

There is nothing
wrong with that child!

It's no good
lying to me, doctor.

I know what it means.

It's going to start
all over again.

Now, you listen to me.

But you-- you know what
happened to the others!

Forget about the others!
Give this one a chance!

Well this one's so
small and so weak.

My dear sir, he's
only just been born.

That's even so--

What are
you trying to do?

Talk him into his grave?

I cannot have your wife upset.

Try to comfort her, please.

Klara-- I'm sorry.

Stop it now.

Stop it.

There are other
forms to be filled in.

Frau Lemner, would you
stay with her, please?

Yes, of course.

Have you decided on
a name for the child?

Yes.

I'd like to call
him Alois, after me.

But I have already got a
son from a former marriage

called Alois.

Well, I'd like something close.

Every day for months,
I have gone to church

and begged on my knees that this
one will be allowed to live.

I know, Klara.
I know.

Three dead children
is all I can stand.

Oh God, be merciful.

Your wife's maiden name?

Polzl.

Klara Polzl.

And now your particulars.

I know a family with the same
name as yours in Dollersheim.

They spell it H-I-E--

No, no, no, no.

They're cousins.

We changed the spelling.

We spell it H-I-T-L-E-R. Hitler.

Name of infant?

Adolphus Hitler.

Date of birth, 20 April, 1889.

If you could sign there, please.

I hope they don't
call him Adolf.