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(Man:) Ernest Lossa. 13 years old,

Mother deceased, father a peddler.

Is that correct?

(2nd man:) Yes, that is!

Yes.

(1st man:) You are a gypsy. - We are Yenish.

Mmm...

- Able to work? - Yes.

Good, Mr. Hechtle, we'll use him first for the harvest.

Yes, that is.

The other homes you've been to have classified

you as "antisocial and recalcitrant".

It says "antisocial pest" here

and things like "thief", "liar"...

- Do you steal? - No.

Here in Sargau you have a real chance, Ernst Lossa.

We can help you if you want.

Turn around.

Pull up your shirt at the back.

- Did they beat you? - Yes.

You can turn around again.

Nobody gets beaten here.

Unfortunately you have to hand over your ice skates.

Don't worry, you'll get them back when you're released.

Is this a school?

No.

- I don't belong here! - That's what everyone says here.

(Woman:) Hilde! Hilde!

(loud:) But I'm not an idiot!

Me neither.

You've got an idiot's hairstyle for that.

... And take another deep breath.

Good.

Turn around.

(Hechtle:) Hold still.

Sit up straight.

Sit still.

Well? How do you feel with such a... idiot hairstyle?

Clean my shoes tonight!

You're asking the wrong guy!

Clean them yourself.

You,

I warn you!

Oh, oh. My knees are shaking.

Oja.

Ernst.

- Is it like this every day? - Yes.

I'm Herman.

Ernst.

- You'll soon get used to it. - It won't be necessary.

My father will pick me up soon, then we'll go to America together.

My parents are also coming to pick me up.

(stuttering:) Ch-Christoph i-is not to be trifled with.

A well-stuttered warning.

(Hechtle:) All to bed!

All down! Time to sleep!

(Hechtle:) Come on! Always the same with you.

Calm down!

(Hechtle:) Time to sleep!

(Oja:) Oja.

(Oja:) Oja.

(Hermann:) Pst! Ernst!

Come with me.

Come.

I always come here when I'm sad.

- Isn't that Hechtle's?

It was.

If he catches you... You really have to watch out for him.

And the director? How is he?

Very nice.

- What do you want to be when you grow up? - Combat pilot.

Preferably in the Focke-Wulf fighter.

2 engines.

Flies over 600 km/h, you know them?

Nope.

What do you want to be?

A sheriff.

What is that?

These are the Tommys.

If they still have bombs left

they simply drop them somewhere on the return flight.

Looks beautiful.

I agree.

Oh!

Those are the names for the day after tomorrow.

Please take care of that.

Christoph?

I will miss him when we harvest.

He's even calmer!

Why does Berlin decide this?

We know the patients much better.

Yes, you are absolutely right. And what do we do now?

Do you want to change the rules?

Do you want to take responsibility

for who gets sent to Hadamar?

No, of course not.

We're not ready yet.

It would throw off the whole operation

if people like Dr. Beck and Dell...

Yes.

Is that right?

Berlin pays you 20 cents

for every name on the list?

30.

What's your name?

Toni.

Do you want an apple, Toni?

No.

(Man:) Ernst?

Ernst Lossa?

I need your help. Director's order.

Take the stool.

I'm Max Witt.

This eye works.

I'm a janitor and a braggart.

And your parents are waiting for you in the yard.

I have to go.

Yes.

Take care.

(Witt:) Lossa, don't get your hopes up.

My father will pick me up soon.

Yes, yes.

(Sister:) Toni!

Toni!

Shh.

Shh.

It's OK.

Shh. It's OK.

Toni!

Mr. Witt, can you hold his legs, please?

Shh.

(Sister:) Calm down.

Calm down.

(Sister:) Calm down, Toni. Shh.

(Sister:) The legs.

(Witt:) And now up.

(Witt:) Yes, slowly.

(Witt:) I'll put that up.

He's better now.

Who are you, then?

She was hungry.

This is Ernst Lossa.

I'm sister Sophia. This is really unusual.

- What? - That Amelie lets you feed her.

So far she has only accepted food from me.

Why don't you come every day and feed her?

I'm supposed to help Mr. Witt.

(Witt:) There's plenty of time for that, huh?

- You are an angel, Mr. Witt. - Yes.

But with the ascent there is still time.

Well, Ernst. Let's go.

Don't forget the stool.

You did a good job.

(Witt:) Hey!

Take the rag and clean the table!

Well, leave it, Ernst,

better clean the instruments.

(Hechtle:) Christoph!

- I did not do anything. (Hechtle:) Christoph, stop!

- It's just a change!

Stop right there!

Stop!

(Christoph:) Let go of me!

Let go of me!

No! No! - (Caregiver:) Stay quiet!

Where are they relocated to?

(Christoph:) No!

(Christoph:) Why this bus?

Let me go

Let me go

(Josef:) E-E-Ernst!

E-E-Ernst!

You have a visitor!

Now let's go to the Indians.

Dad!

Dad!

- What happened to your hair? - Looks stupid, doesn't it?

What? No!

Are you leaving now? Are we going to America?

Yes!

Then I still have to get my ice skates.

Come.

What kind of place is this?

Lots of idiots live here.

We're doing great with your son, Mr. Lossa.

He has great appreciation for you.

Thanks.

How I wish more parents would pick up their children.

As you can see, we're bursting at the seams here. Thanks.

Thanks.

Well, then I just need the confirmation of registration.

I was not warned about this.

Don't have any proof?

No.

(sighs:) But that's...

Well, without valid proof...

I'm not allowed to give you your son at all.

Can't you make an exception?

I would be punished.

I am currently responsible for your son by law.

Why don't you have a permanent address?

Because I'm a peddler.

Why didn't you pick him up earlier? From the foster homes.

They don't have rules as strict as we do.

Because I was in a labor camp.

Why?

I am Yenish.

I had to find Ernst first. I walked... from home to home.

Don't take my boy, please.

I don't want that at all.

Quite the opposite, I'm happy about every patient

that I can discharge as cured, believe me.

Mr. Lossa, you are Yenish. I believe at times like

this your son is safer with us than when he is with you.

Get a permanent home until winter,

and then come back, will you?

Yes. - Good.

OK then...

Well, let me walk you to the door.

- I'll be back to take my son.

Yes.

Hermann was also picked up by his parents yesterday.

Do they have an apartment?

I think so.

See?

You need to be safe.

I can walk with you on the street.

I won't cause any trouble. I promise.

Dad, please take me with you.

Hold on for another 2 or 3

months, and I'll come back for you.

We Yenish don't let ourselves be crushed, do we?

- No. - No.

Hm?

Go away.

Hm? - Go away!

Hm! - Go away!

Hm! - Just get out!

Hm! - Get lost!

(Girl:) You better leave that alone.

No idea what you mean. - Of course not.

What are you grinning like that for?

She can't hear you. Theresa is deaf and mute.

But not stupid. Unlike you.

Come on in.

Please sit down.

I asked you both here to tell you something important.

Berlin Tiergarten has stopped the central

euthanasia program with immediate effect.

Thank God. - Yes.

That means T4 is finally over in this form, and

with it the transfer of our patients to Hadamar.

But we have a lot of work ahead of us.

Please let the staff know.

Naturally.

Thanks.

Now, would you please excuse us for a moment?

Berlin Tiergarten wants us to continue.

Those gray buses were just too flashy.

There were protests from the population.

They just aren't quite ready to understand it yet. - And...

What does that mean?

This means that the program will continue.

However, here with us, or

in the individual institutions,

no longer in the central gassing stations.

And who will do it?

Tiergarten encouraged us all to think about

how we could get this done efficiently and, above all, calmly.

Anyone who helps alleviate the suffering of the

sick will receive an additional 30 Reichsmarks.

Per month, Mr. Hechtle.

And what do we need to do?

The patients I select will be

diagnosed with bronchopneumonia.

You will give them barbiturates.

I also preferred the buses...

On the one hand.

But...

now we have the responsibility.

Now we decide.

Look.

Bull's eye!

That w-was t-just luck.

I want to see that.

Lucky again.

Pay attention t-you.

Direct hit!

I'm terribly sorry. - Give it here.

Nothing happened.

Which of you tormentors... - Heil Hitler!

Heil Hitler!

Heil Hitler! - (Seriously:) Mr. Director!

Heil Hitler, boys!

What's your name, my boy?

Ernest Lossa. And you?

What are you thinking? - That's OK.

My name is Edith Kiefer. I'm the new nurse.

Well, let's move on then.

Let me show you the rest of the clinic, come.

Mr. Hechtle.

T-Thank you.

Well, Fritzi, are you cleaning the floor?

Don't let me bother you.

(Boy:) Uncle Walter, carousel. - Same, Johann.

(Johann:) Carousel, Uncle Walter.

Carousel, Uncle Walter, carousel.

I'll be right there, OK?

Something serious?

He had a seizure, I don't know.

But that's a shame. I wanted to play football with you, Toni.

Hm?

Well, tomorrow then, right?

I brought you something. Look.

Yup!

(child in the background:) Oh! Mine! - There.

(Child:) Mine.

(whispering:) Thank you.

So, John.

And up with you, uah!

(Johann:) Faster! Faster!

Again!

(out of breath:) Can't anymore.

Again!

So, Johann, come to me.

Come on.

He hasn't improved much, has he?

What do you think?

Quite the opposite.

Let's start with these three.

Very nice.

I'm going to need raspberry juice.

Raspberry juice? - Yes.

Children spit out the barbiturate.

With raspberry juice there's no problem.

Good.

I'll get you some.

Thank you.

Good evening.

Good evening.

(Girl:) Where are you? Where are you?

Ha!

Here you are!

(all:) Turn! Turn around!

Turn around!

(all:) Here I am! Catch me!

Catch me! Catch me!

Catch me.

Here I am.

Catch me!

Here I am.

Catch me.

Here I am.

Boo!

My father died in the war.

And my mother is in Hamburg.

She's also dead.

And why are you here now?

Because I have epilepsy.

Epilepsy?

I get seizures.

If nobody helps me, I can bite off my tongue.

Anyway, I can never remember anything later.

But don't you have any relatives you can go to?

They didn't want me.

I have nobody.

Do you want me to read your hand?

The...

It c-costs f-five pfennigs.

He h-has done it for me too.

It only costs five pfennigs for fools.

That tickles.

I've never seen that before.

Your lifeline... It doesn't stop at all.

One for dad...

(Edith Kiefer:) Good evening, Ernst.

Good evening.

For Grandma.

Look Tony.

I have raspberry juice here for you.

Hm? It's good for your cough.

Have a drink.

Drink it all up.

Well done.

Good night.

(Seriously, softly:) One for Sister Sophia.

Back left.

Mr. Hechtle. - Yes.

Starting today, these ten patients will receive morning, noon and evening

only vegetable soup.

Did they understand that?

Vegetables only.

3 times?

You know, our supplies... - Yes, yes, that's all right.

The soup is boiled until it is absolutely sterile.

And as I said: three times a day.

Nothing else.

Yes. Yes sir.

The kitchen knows.

(Witt:) Ernst!

Ernst, come.

(Director:) Mr. Witt.

Bronchopneumonia.

Please write for both: bronchopneumonia.

You can close now, Mr. Witt.

Take out the brains of both of them

and arrange for them to be sent to the Kaiser Wilhelm Institute.

The box is already there.

You can go back in.

What is it?

What is it?

(Pastor:)...For the living to choose wisely.

(Congregation:) We ask you, hear us.

(Ernst:) How did they die?

(Witt:) Pneumonia.

But Toni still played football the day before yesterday.

Sometimes it's very quick.

(Woman:) Ilse!

(Man:) Careful!

Not so fast!

Oja!

Well, this is not right!

Fine Mr. Yenish is resting while others...

Can you scream more loudly?

If you don't want to be ratted out as a slacker...

Then do it, you stupid goose!

Ah, yes. America, right?

All lies.

I've already heard about you.

Ernst?

Ernst!

Nandl? Nandl!

It's ok. Shh.

Shh.

Shh. Shh. Shh.

It's ok. Shh.

(Hechtle:) Let's go! Come clean up!

Wait a minute.

Dr. Veithausen?

Yes, you wanted to speak to me?

Thank you for having me.

I have reason to fear

that children are being killed in this institution.

Toni and Johann died last night.

Yes I know that.

Yes, and the day before yesterday they were still...

Well, you were there.

The other children told me

nurse Kiefer gave the two

raspberry juice with a medicine.

Maybe that's not a coincidence.

Rest assured, Head Nurse Sophia, nothing

happens here without my knowledge.

You know that the two children were killed?

I requested Miss Pine from Hadamar...

.. to save the children.

That's what she's here for.

We need these professionals now.

Does that mean you are secretly continuing with euthanasia?

Secretly? Why secretly?

Please sit down.

All our mental hospitals have now taken responsibility.

The German population should be rid

of hereditary diseases once and for all.

Please let's join forces to tackle this.

Do you know that most parents are happy that

we take this heavy burden off their shoulders?

The parents and the children themselves?

I refuse to believe that.

These patients are under your protection and care.

Yes, you are right.

And what about your care?

As you and the other nuns escorted

the patients to the buses and sang songs,

you knew what was in store for them.

Yes, but at least we provided comfort.

Ah.

And now that it's taking place here, do you rebel?

Where's the difference?

Where exactly is the difference please?

There is a higher jurisdiction than your Führer.

A raven?

Yes.

I'll become a raven if I die a human.

And my father a rabbit.

Is that the case with all Yenish?

No. Only in our family.

With my father and me.

And is there something that applies to all Yenish?

Yes, but we are not allowed to pass it on.

Please.

Tell me.

Alright.

You can make a wish to a Yenish, the wish of your life.

He can't refuse you.

I have one wish in life: I want to skate again.

That doesn't work.

Yes, I can see that myself.

No, you only have a single wish in life.

So you have to think very carefully what you want.

Good. Then I'll save the wish.

(Man:) That's worrying.

Worrying and unpleasant

and terrible.

And what can we do now?

Anything humanly possible.

I'll write a report to the cardinal.

He will transmit it to the Holy Father at the next opportunity.

I understand.

These are not easy times.

If the Holy Father does not act

outwardly for the oppressed,

at least he will do it internally.

Two convictions meet here, Sister Sophia.

One has survived almost 2,000 years,

the other is only a few years old.

We will survive,

believe me.

What if we give up our activity in Sargau?

In our presence, unimaginable crimes are taking place there.

No, now we are essential, Sister.

Those locked up there need our comforting hand.

Attention and affection.

We cannot prevent deaths, but we

must hold their hands when they are dying.

Stop it! Our hands are tied and I know or

can imagine what you are going through.

But...

.. keep a foot in the door for us, Sister Sophia.

(Hechtle:) Mr Konrad.

58.4.

What was Mr. Konrad's weight in the last week?

61.2.

I do not get it.

Weight loss in almost all patients.

Yes, strange, isn't it?

Starting tomorrow we weigh every day.

(Boy:) Open that up.

No!

Lossa, you stay here!

(Child:) Mom!

There.

That's so sweet, Ernst, that you're helping us.

Hm?

Can you please make me some space?

Hello Amelia.

Hm?

Look what I brought you.

Raspberry juice.

Do you like it? - (Ernst:) What is this for?

Just for you.

Just look, open your mouth.

She does not want it.

But she has to. The director ordered that for her.

Now be a good girl, Amelie,

drink your juice.

Amelie, open your mouth!

Amelie!

I can do that.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.

Well, get the mug!

I'll bring another one. Clean it up.

Well done.

Ernst!

Where is Amelie?

She is gone.

Yes, I can see that myself. - She got up.

When I looked again she was gone.

I thought she might be in the hallway.

Good.

Then Emil gets his medicine first and Amelie later.

Hello.

Hello Emil.

Would you like to drink some raspberry juice? Yes?

Very good.

Drink it all up.

Just one last sip, Emil.

Drink it all up.

Well done.

(Emil:) Water.

Come.

Come on, open your mouth.

Yes. And again.

It's OK, my darling.

Fine, darling.

Nurse Kiefer... Can she do that?

That is a difficult question.

If you ask Doctor Veithausen... - No.

I ask you.

Man is God's creature

and none of us may make ourselves the lord of life and death.

Sister Sophia, I would really

like to take a look at your chamber.

Can I ask why? - No, you mustn't.

You can accompany me now or give me your room key.

Ernst,

can you make Emil's bed then?

Coming? - Immediately.

You know, Ernst, when I was a little girl,

my father took me for a walk in the woods.

We found a fawn that

had broken both hind legs.

It screamed in pain.

It was scared and wanted to run away, but couldn't.

I wanted to take it home with me.

I wanted to feed it and I wanted to nurse it back to health.

But that would have been impossible.

I would have prolonged the suffering of the poor animal unnecessarily.

And then?

Then my father killed it.

Do you think that was wrong?

Shh.

What is it?

Would you unlock the door, please?

It's open.

I'm sorry that I suspected you.

Now, if you would both go, please.

Naturally.

Head Nurse Sophia,

you're boycotting my work.

What we do here

is a necessity for the entire German

people and for the future of all of us.

And you decide who gets to live and who has to die?

Yes.

I have taken on the responsible task of

freeing the people whom we can no longer help,

based on medical facts.

If you are not prepared to support us, Head Nurse Sophia,

you are free to terminate your employment contract at any time.

I will think about it.

Come in!

Caution.

What are you collecting?

(stuttering:) C-clovers.

N-Nandl turns 12.

When?

M-morning.

Yes, please?

And?

I can't find Amelie. She is not on the premises.

That's absurd.

A child can't just disappear here like that.

Keep looking.

Yes, sir.

Umm, have you already asked in town?

No. - Then please do so.

Yes, sir.

(whispering:) If they catch us...

Come.

Thank you ladies.

You're looking forward to skating,

you said so on the roof.

Yes, but it's summer.

Wait and see.

I'll help you.

Sit here.

(Nandl:) Is the good Lord up there?

Certainly.

Do you know Lake Michigan?

No.

It's a lake so big you

can't see the other side.

And also not to the left and right.

When you stand there, you think you're at sea.

At sea? - Yes.

My father told me.

That's where we want to go,

my father and I, on Lake Michigan.

There used to be Indians there.

And now not anymore?

No.

And my gift for your birthday is,

that we go ice skating there together in the winter.

Because you don't have anyone to go to.

You...

You want to take me to America?

Yes, if you want.

Thanks.

That belongs to Hechtle.

Yes.

(Nandl:) Bombers.

(Man:) It's not just about the inmates

of the mental hospitals you run,

that's just the beginning.

It is the future of the lower class of our social body,

inferior, cripple, moronic,

alcoholics, sex offenders, loafers, midgets:

all those sick elements that burden

the social body of the nation,

cost more than they bring in.

This lower third

must be eradicated,

to put our people back on a healthy foundation.

On top of that, the achievements of our modern civilization

have long prevented natural selection from

eliminating disadvantaged individuals.

All of this has the consequence

that today there is an unprecedented number of people in need of treatment and care

at an average cost of 60,000 Reichsmarks per person.

We, gentlemen, all of us,

have botched nature in

its selection for decades.

And the German people are not willing to pay for it anymore.

It is therefore our duty

to keep the number of people at a sustainable level

through sensible selection.

There must be more deaths.

In this context, it is a special pleasure for me to

give the floor to our colleague Dr. Veitausen.

Please. - Thank you.

Thank you, Dr. Manka,

Gentlemen,

excuse me.

Thanks, not for me

Please. - Thank you.

Thank you gentlemen.

Dear colleagues,

Tiergarten 4 forced all

directors to look for a solution.

And we thought about it.

Each of us has thought about it.

Please eat, the soup is getting cold.

I brought it with me from Sargau.

The current solution with barbiturates

and morphines, as we have just heard,

is costly and labor intensive.

And sometimes extremely painful for those involved.

Added to this is the slow and painful death of the patients

is noticeable

and has led to violent riots in some of our institutions.

Today I would like to introduce you to a method I

have developed that could solve all of our problems

and which allows us to use

the valuable medicines again

there, where they are needed.

Do you like it, Dr. Dell?

Do you know what you're eating?

Vegetable soup, it seems.

No.

You eat nothing.

Yes, gentlemen, you heard me right, nothing.

Even with the second, third or fourth

plate you eat, you don't eat anything.

We removed any nutritional value from the

vegetables by cooking them for several hours

and then this soup that you are eating right now, was given

to two different experimental groups three times a day.

The patient loses a statistical average of 2.1 kilograms.

Per week.

The resulting exponential loss of muscle mass

until the critical mass is reached,

is both in bedridden and in able-bodied subjects.

That means:

The patients starve while they eat.

Well, to be honest, I was a little unsure

when you suddenly arrived with this soup pot.

This special diet, does it already have a name?

You know for us bureaucrats in Berlin.

I called them withdrawal foods.

Veithausen,

we call it e-food.

From now on it will be used on a large scale in all institutions.

That pleases me.

Ladies, you did everything wonderfully.

Thank you.

Mr. Hechtle.

Starting today, all disabled people

must be served the vegetable soup.

Three times a day, as usual, and they don't get anything else.

Doctor, our supplies are coming to an end.

Yes, you will see that some things are going to change here.

That's where the big machine comes in.

(Hechtle:) Time to sleep! All in bed!

All in bed! Time to sleep!

Time to sleep!

Lotte, Mechthild, let's go!

Good night.

Good night, Mr. Hechtle.

Good night, Nandl.

One moment! Will you let me in, please?

I'll lock it after, thank you.

Everyone get up!

E-Ernst!

E-Ernst!

I'm so sorry, Ernst. - Who is it?

Teresa.

(Witt:) Oja! Oja!

(Hechtle, roaring:) What's going on here?

Witt, what's going on here?

Teresa is dead.

I see that too, darn it! Oja, let her go!

Oja! Oja!

Murderer!

Murderer!

Murderer!

Murderer!

Murderer!

Witt!

Murderer! Teresa is dead.

Murderer! - Oja!

Oja! - Killer!

Murderer! Teresa!

Teresa is dead!

Teresa...

Oja.

What about him now? - He is restrained and sedated.

Good.

He would probably spit out the raspberry juice again, huh? - Yes.

It's almost impossible to tame him.

I could inject him.

- Would you do it?

Yes? - Yes, sir.

Then do it.

Doctor.

Edith Kiefer gave Theresa some raspberry juice yesterday.

And I couldn't prevent it.

I hate Sister Kiefer.

We have to get out of here.

And your father?

We can't wait that long.

He'll understand. And there are other Yenish.

But it's getting closer, you know?

We have to go immediately.

We need provisions.

A backpack.

I could get one. - Good.

And...

And... where should we go?

Doesn't matter.

Anywhere is better than here.

Yes.

I don't want to eat this.

I don't want to eat this.

(Hechtle:) Ernst!

Sit down. Sit down!

You eat that up now, boy!

- I'm not going to eat that. - Eat this.

Think what our soldiers would give for that food.

I won't eat it, it stinks!

If we gave it to the Russians, we would win the war!

(Hechtle:) Quiet!

(Ernst, quietly) - I will not eat it.

Ernst, are you insane?

(Boy:) I won't eat either!

(2nd boy:) Neither do I!

(Hechtle:) Stop it!

(confused:) Neither do I!

Stop it!

Enough!

Stop it!

Stop!

Stop it now! Stop!

Get up everyone!

Get up!

Everyone get up! Into the shelter!

Into the shelter! Move!

Faster! Into the shelter!

(Sister Kiefer:) To the shelter!

Keep running! Don't dally, keep walking.

Do not stop! Fast! Hurry!

(Sister:) Down! Down!

(carer:) Come!

So, everybody out of here! Everybody o...

Maria! Come! Come quickly! - No!

Don't worry, come here, come on.

Nothing will happen to you at all. Come here. That's it.

(carer:) Go on!

Go! Come on! Go on, go on!

Go on, go on!

(Seriously:) Come now!

There is no better chance.

Go! Go! Hurry up!

(Sophia:) Pscht.

down! Take cover!

Nandl?

Nandl!

Nandl!

Sister Sophia!

Sister Sophia! Nandl? Wake up!

Sister Sophia! Help me!

Sister Sophia!

Sister Sophia!

Sister Sophia.

Amelie.

(Veithausen:) This will take away the pain.

That's it, good girl.

Hold it here.

You'll be better soon.

And two more weeks in bed, miss.

Do you want to see the others too?

(Witt:) Mmm.

(Veithausen:) Sister Sophia is

now in another, better world,

but my memory of her is as fresh and vivid as yours.

Sophia and I complemented each other

with our different visions:

the Christian and the scientific one.

This led us to improve our activities.

Sister Sophia gave me through her work

a very personal message.

We must help the weak.

We must help them endure the untold

suffering, but we must also be able to

to put them out of this suffering if we have to.

I can assure you from recent conversations

that she would have been happy to learn

that Amelie's sufferings were not unnecessarily prolonged.

I also bow posthumously on behalf of the entire clinical staff

before her great work.

We lost one of our best.

(Kiefer:) Head nurse Sophia, we will all miss her very much.

(Veithausen:) Yes, that's right.

I know how badly this hits you. Especially since you're...

Sister Sophia helped the sick.

And you?

You murder them!

You are a big liar!

A criminal!

A murderer!

A killer, do you hear?

Thanks.

I have to stay in bed for at least two weeks.

Two days is enough for you.

I'm not leaving... without you.

But. You have to.

I don't know America at all.

No.

I'm not going.

Never.

I'll carry you if necessary.

Listen, Ernst Lossa.

I want you to go.

It's my life's wish.

And you must not refuse me.

That protects the Yenish

and your friends.

Alright.

Gone.

Here's the list for tonight.

Lossa? - Yes, Lossa.

Yes, but... - Mr. Hechtle.

The boy had every conceivable chance here

and didn't make anything of it.

Nothing! Nothing, the gypsy.

Now, please, get to your work.

Ernst?

Ernst, you have to go to bed.

I want to stay here.

But you're tired.

Here is a room, a sickroom.

But you can have it to yourself tonight. Come!

Lay down.

To make this less noticeable,

I could up the barbiturate dose.

That would shorten the agony, Doctor.

You are absolutely right, Miss Kiefer. But...

when our patients die too fast,

then there is no official cause of death and we need

an official cause of death on the death certificate.

So keep this dose for the time being.

Yes.

Lossa

I...

I know he's not easy...

But he's healthy.

He's a healthy boy.

Isn't he?

Miss Kiefer, would you please

lend a hand to Mr. Hechtle?

Of course.

Yes?

Ernst...

Ernst...

I know.

Listen.

(louder:) Listen!

Ernst Lossa...

Ernst Lossa made it.

He's in America.

He sent me a message.

(louder:) He's in America!

(Woman, softly:) America.

Ernst is in America!

- I'm not going to eat that!

- Me neither!

America!

America!

Ernst Lossa was assassinated on August 9, 1944.

No one knew who was to blame, as everyone blamed themselves.

The Euthanasia Program continued in the asylum

until 56 days after the German surrender.

The director was sentenced to 3 years in

prison, but was declared incompetent in 1949,

and pardoned by the Bavarian Minister of Justice in 1954.

The male nurse was sentenced to 1 year in jail.

The female nurse was sentenced to 4 years

in prison in a House of Correction.

After serving her sentence, she

resumed her work as a pediatric nurse.

From 1939 to 1945, more than 200,000 physically

and mentally ill people were murdered,

including men, women and children, through

gasification, medicine and hypocaloric diet,

the famous deprivation diet.

Nandl is a fictional character,

a symbol of Euthanasia Program survivors.

MIST IN AUGUST