"Elisabeth Bergner in" "Dreaming Lips" "6 o'clock." "It is 6 o'clock." "Marie, how can you smash the door when Madame is still asleep!" "I didn't smash it, the wind did it." "I just wanted to tell you that it's past 6 o'clock." "Gaby..." "Gabriele..." "Ele... 6 o'clock" "7 o'clock, Gaby" "Gaby, it's past 7" "8 o'clock 8.15" "9 o'clock 12 o'clock" "The concert is already over." "You've made it." " Was it beautiful?" " Beautiful." "Did I play well?" "Beautiful, Peterle." "As never before." "Thank you, thank you, I'm glad, I'm glad." "Now be a good child and have a cup of tea... so that you'll wake up." "Too much sugar, and not enough lemon." "How unfortunate!" "But now get up, darling." "Really!" "I don't want you to be late again." "Coming ..." "Gaby!" "I count to three... and if you don't come then, I'll be angry forever!" "one... two... three." "But come on now, darling, will you?" "Get up." "Really." "You mustn't be late again." "I cannot get up." "I have only one leg." "My poor girl." "She has only one leg." "Well, I'll help you." "Now you'll keep quiet, will you!" "Now it's enough." "Now I'll give you some tea." "No no, enough." "And now I'll give you a bit of honey." "Yes, this is very good for your voice." "My hoarse nightingale." "Say, Gabele..." "I beg you, don't be late today." "What was that?" "The left hand?" "I'm just curious." " I've phoned Christine, she'll fetch you..." " Not necessary." "Yes yes, she'll be here on time." "But now I must run along, it's high time, otherwise I'll be late myself." "# You are peace, the mild peace [Schubert D766]" "Yes, my Peterle, I know... # you are longing and what stills it - yes" "# I consecrate to you, full of pleasure and pain, # as a dwelling here my eyes and heart." "Say, Gandele, what will you wear tonight?" "I don't know yet." "I don't have such a big choice, Peterle." "It's "either" "or"." "But this is very important tonight." "So what'll it be, "either" "or"?" "Then it'll be "or"." ""Or"?" "I don't know." "Perhaps "either" would be better tonight." "Yes." "It's more festive." "As you wish, Peterle." "So it'll be "either"." "# I only have you, my greatest love ..." "Farewell, my darling." " Farewell." " Be a good girl." "You, I beg you!" "Yes, I'll be on time." "Yes, really, don't do that to me!" "You know, my hand even trembles, I simply cannot play if you're not there." "I cannot concentrate." "So really, I beg you, don't be late." " Here you are." " Thank you." "Good gracious!" "Where did I put the tickets?" "I haven't told you yet, you'll have to sit in row 6." "I couldn't get a better seat, it's been sold out for days." "I can hear very well from the 6th row." "Not because of you!" "I can see you better when you sit in front." "And play decently, you Viennese violinist boy, you!" "I'll play as well as I like." "Play decently!" "You, say..." "Don't forget: black dress!" "and be on time!" "black dress and on time... black dress and on time..." "I can't let you in, ladies." "This is really annoying!" "Peter begged me so not to be late." "But why are you angry with me?" "I've fetched you on time." "You and your punctuality!" "You're always two hours too early, making me believe I have lots of time... and now I'm late again." "No really!" "Don't laugh!" "Peter begged me so." "Michael Marsden" "1." "Le Nozze di Figaro, overture MOZART 2. violin concerto in B-flat minor MOZART" "Program - second part 3. violin concerto in E minor MENDELSSOHN 4. violin concerto op. 61 BEETHOVEN" "Peter, my good boy, I couldn't believe my eyes." "So that's where you've been hiding!" "That you've even recognized me!" "Come on, don't talk nonsense." "We'll spend the evening together of course." "I don't know, you may have..." "No no, I won't hear any objections!" "One moment please." "But what's taking Peterle so long?" "I'll look for him, but you stay here, we mustn't lose each other." "Pardon." "Mademoiselle?" "Madame?" "and you'll tell her that I'll spend the evening with Marsden and that I may be late..." "Farewell." "Good-bye." "And give her my love." "Thank you." " Why?" " He's with Marsden." "Really?" "You're not to wait for him, he especially asked me to tell you." "So you've been concertmaster with the Philharmonics for four years now." "Yes." "First violin, for life." "The payment is decent, and that's the main thing." "Of course, if I had accepted the post as conductor in Tunis ..." "I could have earned much more, but... but I couldn't possibly drag my wife to Tunis!" "Bravo!" "You have a wife too?" "Of course I have." "And what a wife!" "Otherwise I wouldn't have become concertmaster." "Just for my own sake I wouldn't have played it safe." "Very efficient." "And then I have lots of pupils so that I can offer my wife a tolerably comfortable life... in any case, we're both very content." "Any children?" "Unfortunately no." "That is, it's not because of me but because of my wife..." "I think it hurt her for some time, but now she doesn't speak of it anymore... and I don't care much for children..." "I'm talking of myself the whole time... this is scandalous!" "Now you must talk." "What are you doing?" "What are you up to?" "Are you happy?" "There's nothing much to tell." "Train stations, concert halls, hotel rooms..." "And the bank account, eh?" "and the pleasure trips, and the cars, and the women" "The women!" "Confess, you melancholy adolescent, you!" "The women!" "Your muses!" "I've been alone for quite some time now." "What?" "You without a woman?" "As you see..." "By the way... today, for the first time..." "I've looked at a woman again." "I've seen a woman tonight." "Bravo!" "Cheers!" "Who?" "Where?" "When?" "Who she was I don't know." "Suddenly she turned up in the artists' room... like an apparition... like a moonstruck person... eyes like a hindoo girl... and?" "Nothing else." "When I wanted to follow her she was gone." "Disappeared, like a doe." " And?" " There isn't any "and"!" "What?" "That's all?" "Yes, that was all and it even was very beautiful." "Don't get me wrong, but no, I don't understand it." "But it's not necessary, my good friend... the main thing is that I've seen you again... because I have to leave the day after tomorrow." "Already!" "And I would have wanted you to meet my wife so much." "The next time then, when I'll be back." "This is too uncertain." "Say, couldn't you make it tomorrow?" "No, I'm sorry, tomorrow is impossible." "What a pity." "Really a pity." "I have an idea." "We'll drive over to my place right now." "But my dear Peter, that's impossible, in the middle of the night." "But don't be so stuffy, my wife will be so delighted." "I'll phone her at once." "Waiter." "Say, where can I make a call?" "If you'll let me have the number, sir?" "Please make a connection at once." "Thank you." "Coming, Peterle?" "Hallo." "Yes?" "What are you up to, you brat?" "Patience (solitaire)" "Are you mad?" "How dare you!" "But I'm already undressed!" "No no no!" "No, why?" "I don't feel like receiving visitors in the middle of the night!" "She's beside herself with joy." "No no, Peterle, no no no!" "No no no no no!" "Yes yes yes yes" "Good-bye darling." "We'll be home in ten minutes." "Gaby, we're here." "She's terribly happy." "Where is the brat hiding?" "Excuse me a moment." "Gaby!" "Gaby!" "Please sit down, make yourself comfortable." "She's surely getting herself pretty, you know." "I'll fetch her right now." "But what's the matter, Gaby?" "Why aren't you coming down?" "Say, why aren't you dressed yet?" "Marsden is already here!" "Leave me alone." "I've told you I don't want to, Peterle!" "But darling, you can't be serious, you can't embarrass me so!" "Peter, leave me alone, I don't want to!" "Gaby, I beg you!" "You don't have to dress, stay like you are but come now." "This is an utterly impossible situation!" "Well, if you'll seriously do that to me... then I'll tell him the truth about the way you're behaving!" "You won't do that, Peter!" "Tell him I have a headache, I've gone to bed, I send my apologies... whatever..." "I don't think of it!" "If you're behaving abominably he might as well know about it." "Very well." "As you wish, Peterle." "Here she is, offering her apologies... and she didn't get dressed because her patience game didn't come out..." "Yes, she's terribly superstitious." "Good evening." "And she wore such a dress tonight, I'm telling you... all white, the jacket embroidered in gold..." "I've designed it, gorgeous!" "And when she receives a visitor, this is the way she looks!" "She's just a brat!" "Well?" "How do you like her?" "Good." "Very good." "So do I." "Won't you sit down?" "The cigars are not so special." "But you can always drink the cognac..." "It's quite good, a present... from a pupil." "Look at that insolent person!" "Well, what do you say to the surprise?" "I'm glad." "You see, I've told you that she'll be glad." "And he didn't want to come at first." "Let me tell you, the way he recognized me and came up to me in front of all those people..." "I thought I'd sink into the ground from embarrassment..." "And he didn't let go of me." "No, he even cancelled the banquet." "And he's just been telling me that he's the unhappiest man on earth." "Cheers." "To life." "Really?" "Unhappy?" "Not yet enough success?" "But he's not interested in success!" "Women!" "Women have broken this man." "They stole his poetry and faith... and then they dropped him." "He's lonely, and he's suffering." "Cheers." "To life." "That beautiful woman who was photographed at your side two years ago in the magazine... she isn't with you anymore?" "Which magazine?" "About two years ago." "In some magazine." "There was a picture of you with a charming woman." "I think it was on board a ship." "Yes yes" " I see." " Gaby fell madly in love with her." "For weeks she had a crush on her." "Yes, I'd never seen such a beautiful woman before." "And she isn't with you anymore?" "No, she isn't with me anymore." "What did she do?" "What did she do?" "Did she cheat on you?" "All those questions!" "Excuse us." "But we're old friends!" "And we're not indiscreet." "But we're curious, Peterle." "Yes, that we are." "But sympathetic!" "Yes, very sympathetic." "Tell us, did she cheat on you?" "In a way." "Perhaps not in your eyes." "Why not?" "Why not?" "I was very happy at the time... and very much in love." "Then, in Havana... during my concert... while I was playing I looked at her ... she was glancing, with an expression I knew very well ... at a box in a most fascinated manner." "and in that box... in front, to the right... sat a man." "And that man, in the same fascinated manner, glanced at her." "What do you say to that!" "And the public believes a great artist is entirely absorbed in his art." " But later, after the concert, I'm sure you've cornered her." " I have." "Then I've cornered her." "And?" "She claimed that in that box hadn't been sitting a man... but only two ladies." "I see." "And then?" "Then I continued my trip alone." "But this is the story about Lily!" "Exactly!" "Listen, I must tell you... at the conservatory, there was a Polish girl... a beauty, I'm telling you..." "We were all chasing after her, but of course, he got her." "immense bliss, eternal love and one day..." "I happen to drop in and he's strangling her!" "My word of honour, she was already quite blue in the face." "And why?" "Because she'd asked a baritone from singing class for a light on the stairs." "But you forgot to mention that she had her own lighter in her hand bag." "But she swore she didn't know about it." "Yes, you believed her oath and I didn't." "That's all." "Yes, I believed her." "Thank God!" "if I behaved like you..." "I would have to strangle that woman right now." "She made such eyes when she listened to your playing." "My word of honour, worse than that woman in Havana." "Peterle, tell me, how did the Polish girl look like?" " Lily?" " Lily." "A marvel of beauty." "Good God, beautiful..." "just like you are... but taller by one meter and twenty." "You see, he always used to be like that... even before women dragged his faith and poetry "through his hot chocolate"." "In fact, that's exactly what he needs... otherwise he wouldn't be him." "And after all, the women need it too." "They are after him like mad." "Just tonight another love-sick woman ran into the artists' room... some moonstruck person..." "Peter, I beg you, stop it now!" "The story'll be finished very soon." "And just when he wanted to introduce himself... she woke up and ran away!" "Just imagine!" "moonstruck!" "the figure of a doe... no no the eyes, no, hindoo eyes... forgive me, but she had something of a doe too" "I got it - her walk her walk... a walk like a doe.... phew - and she was gone!" "And she's the one he's yearning for now... just because she ran away." "He cannot forget the look of her eyes." "When Peter has been drinking, then... then he always babbles like this." "Such a smoke in here!" "I'll open the window." "Shall me make some music?" "Or... won't you play something," "Michael Marsden?" "No, not tonight." "Really, I couldn't." "Not even if I asked you very prettily." "No, it's quite impossible, I... and I haven't brought my violin." "Peterle has a violin too." "The insolent person!" "Michael Marsden is to play for Frau Gabriele Polder, just like that!" "Such insolence!" "Another time with pleasure." "When I come again." "Exactly, when he comes again he'll invite us to a fine dinner and... and he'll play something only for us." "You!" "You really must do this, if only to see my wife properly dressed for once." "You haven't got the right impression of her." "With great pleasure." "Really." "Once moment." "I'll show you something." "I am very sad... because I've asked you to play and you don't want to." "I really couldn't tonight." "I promise you a real musical afternoon or evening at my place whenever it suits you." " All you have to do is tell me a day in advance..." " Really?" "Really." " I'm leaving for Switzerland the day after tomorrow, but as soon as...." " Tomorrow then?" " Pardon?" " Tomorrow." "But that's not possible." "You've just told me that I only have to tell you one day in advance..." "So tomorrow." "Very well." "Tomorrow." "Agreed." "At four o'clock." "Alright." "At four o'clock." "As you command." "Thank you." "This is really nice of you." "You're getting me into a really busy schedule." "Alright." "At four o'clock." "Her latest photograph." "Sweet, isn't it?" "Very sweet." "Charming." "No, you may keep it, I've got more of them." "Yes, keep it, I've got lots of them." "Peter, what are your plans for tomorrow at four o'clock?" "Tomorrow I'm giving a lesson, why?" "I would like to invite you both to my place." "I want to play you something." "That's splendid!" "I'll drop every lesson for that!" "Gaby, what do you say to this?" "This is awfully nice... but I'm afraid I can't tomorrow." "Why?" "But we've..." "I'm desolate." "But don't be childish!" "What's the matter?" "But you know very well, Peterle." "I'm at my hairdresser every Friday." " Say, are you mad!" " Why?" "But you can send the hairdresser packing." "You can talk easy, Peterle, but if I don't keep my appointment I'm in trouble... since he's booked every minute." "Then you'll go to another hairdresser." "But don't talk nonsense, Peter, going to another hairdresser!" "Just ask that connoisseur of women... whether an appointment with one's hairdresser isn't a delicate and difficult matter." "Come on, this is really ridiculous..." "I am really terribly sorry, but..." "On the day of your return we'll dine with you, you won't forget it, won't you?" "No no, certainly not." "But now I ask for your permission... to say farewell." "No, out of the question, you'll stay!" "Good night, good-bye." "What a pity, it has been such a pleasure for the both of us" "We thank you from our heart for the beautiful evening and... and we're sorry that you have to leave so early we thank you kindly and... and we hope to see you very soon." "and don't think about the feelings... ?" "Well, the things you've permitted yourself today... this exceeds anything by far!" "I was practically sweating with embarrassment." "But what's the matter with you?" "I mean, what's got into you?" "First you lock yourself in your room and don't want to come down... then you ask him to play you something... such insolence!" "and at the end that idea with the hairdresser!" "I must say... today I've atoned for all my sins!" "By the way..." "I still have an axe to grind with you." "Whom did I order to wear the black dress?" "And who turned up wearing white?" "Whom did I tell not to be late?" "And who was late again?" "March off, in there!" "You'll account for your behaviour with the ?" "Good day." "But why..." "I thought you were at your hairdresser." "No, I've cancelled." "And Peter?" "Peter is giving a lesson." "From 4 to 6, two young boys." "Is that so?" "But you were going to play me something." "Let's start right away." "May I take off my coat?" "Did you tell Peter that you were going to..." "No." "And you won't tell him either." "But what's this?" "25 studies for violin Henry Schradieck" "Don't you have anything else?" "I have." "Beethoven?" "Bach?" "Paganini?" "Why have you come at all?" "But you were going to play me something." "Tchaikovsky." "Please, the waltz, will you?" "Please." "Please." "Please." "I hadn't seen Peter for many years." "But I never had another friend like him." "He's is an honorable, a good person." "Peter is much more." "He's the dearest and best person on the world." "You don't want to play?" "No." "I don't want to play." "A pity." "I only wanted to tell you... that I have never cheated on Peter." "Why then the abominable trick ... with the hairdresser?" "The heat!" "enough enough enough I am tired." "I've had enough." "Tired..." "Peterle!" "We thank you for a beautiful evening, Michael... and not only for this one..." "Peterle, tidy up your hair!" "Don't be so formal when I'm going to make a speech!" "Forget about the speech, sit down." "No, when I want to make a speech I can't sit down." "And if I'm not allowed to make a speech I want to dance." "This is our tango!" "Come on, Gaby, you can't stay with Michael... he's too elegant for our good spirits" "Long shall he live, cheers!" "Peterle, I can't." "I too am a bit ..." "But you, Peterle, you may dance." "I'll pick you a beautiful woman." "Yes I will." "Look at her, in green..." "Beautiful, with the hair styled like a shopgirl" "She must be cross-eyed, Peterle." "The one in black?" "Or the one in white?" "No no the one in black, that one!" "No, she's too fat!" "just a country girl not your type but she'll do the old one, the old one the old one" "Beat him to death!" "bury him, no one will find you out alright, I'll try it" "# Into the fight, toreador!" "Peterle is so sweet when he's drunk." "The way you can laugh about it!" "You're making fun of him." "I?" "Of whom?" "Peterle?" "But you're crazy!" "Look at the way you're dressed!" "But you're naked!" "But darling!" "This is my prettiest dress!" "And the way you behave when you're dancing!" "It's disgusting!" "But what's the matter?" "Can't you see how happy I am today!" "Forgive me if I cannot share your happiness, but..." "I find the situation unbearable." "And you know why." "I know, I know." "But I'm so happy!" "It's not my fault, I'm happy." "You love me and I'm happy." "Go on, try to do something about it!" "I am hallelujah..." "What about Peter?" "Will he never learn about it?" "He will." "He will, he will." "If it absolutely must be, then he'll learn about it." "My poor Peterle!" "It'll happen soon enough." "But don't talk about it, tell me that you love me, darling." "That you love me!" "I want to know now if you love me!" "If you don't tell me right now that you love me..." "I'll embrace you before all those people." "Do you love me?" "one two three" "Do you love me?" "Very much." "Far too much." "That's beautiful... beautiful" "That's really beautiful.." "That's really beautiful that I'm sitting here, with Peterle and with you, just with you two... you wouldn't understand it, but it's really beautiful..." "Dance with me, dance with me..." " No, I..." " Please do, the tango is so beautiful..." "Please, come on..." "I am so yearning for you to take me in your arms ... here, come on, dance with me... no no, please, no no, good. no no no!" "That's beautiful too." "Sitting here with you is beautiful too." "It is, beautiful too..." "But stop looking so sad, will you?" "any further delays of your concert tour impossible - all the concert halls have been booked - you must absolutely leave by tomorrow" "Tomorrow?" "Micha!" "I thought you were gone already!" "What time is it?" "Did I sleep?" "You mustn't cry, darling." "What time is it?" "Why did you let me sleep?" "Don't cry." "How shall I find the force to go away... and leave you here?" "How ugly I am." "A swollen nose." "no no" " You're not ugly." " Yes I am." "I can see myself in your eyes." "If only I could take you with me looking like this!" "I'll come soon." "I promise." "When?" "When will you tell him?" "I don't know yet." "You mustn't keep asking." "Why do you feel so much pity for Peter... and none for me?" "I'm not as strong as you think." "But Peter has nothing except me." "And I?" "What do I have?" "You?" "You?" "You have the whole world beside." "Herr Marsden, we're leaving in 10 minutes at the latest." "Yes thank you" "I'll follow soon." "I'll follow soon." "You'll see." "I'm totally mystified." "But I told her the train leaves at 6.20." "I don't understand it, she couldn't have gone to another platform." "next train departure:" "Frankfurt am Main" " Basel - connection to Milan" " Genoa" " Ventimiglia" " Good-bye" " Good-bye" "Don't be angry with Gaby." "Gaby!" "You're coming now!" "I don't understand you!" "He was visibly hurt." "But I couldn't find a taxi... in that rain!" "But you're all wet, Peterle." "Come home quickly." "Come quickly..." "But Peterle!" "Don't get upset because of that slight cold." "But you're shivering!" "Because the bed is cold." "Come to me, then I won't shiver anymore." "Come to me, come on." " I'll get a thermometer." " A thermometer won't make the fever go away." "And a compress, Marie, luke-warm." "This is in fact quite nice, the way you're looking after me." "I like that very much." "Don't talk so much with the thermometer in your mouth." "Don't make such a tragic face..." "Just bear in mind the one thing:" "nothing can happen to me." "I'm immortal." "I am." "And why?" "Because I'm attached to life." "And why am I attached to life?" "Because I'm attached to you." " Is that so?" " Yes." "What if I didn't belong to you?" "Then you wouldn't be attached to life, is that it?" "No." "What would be the use?" "What if I died?" "Then I'll die with you." "What if I fell in love with another man, Peterle?" "Don't laugh, Peterle!" "If I fell in love with another man... and if I left you..." "Then I'll shoot myself first, and then him, the dog!" "Is that so?" "And you'll let me live?" "Yes." "I won't harm you." "No, I could never harm you." "Now take away the silly thermometer, it's only bothering me." "Then you'll put it under your arm..." "But what's that?" "38 .. 39 .." "11..12..13..20April" "Fever chart - operation" "1..2..9 May" "That's it." "Only a bit of patience..." "Everything will be well again." "My dear, something like this takes time... but you mustn't think too much you must sleep, sleep, sleep and sleep again." "Tomorrow we'll have advanced another step." "Madame, he must sleep!" "Sleep, that's the main thing." "Please give him at once the drops I have prescribed." "But count them well!" "20." "Professor?" "Will he be able to hear again?" "Of course, Madame, but it'll take several weeks..." "It's a good thing we operated on him." "I'm telling you, the operation is the only protection against any danger..." "But Madame, you yourself... you must spare yourself a bit." "You don't look well at all." "You mustn't sit at his bedside the whole day." "Take some fresh air, don't feel so depressed... you've no reason to after all." "Again that bitter filthy stuff!" "Those damned doctors!" "I was perfectly healthy." "The way they finished me off!" "First they cut me to pieces, now they poison me." "Through my own wife they poison me!" "But Peterle, I'm not poisoning you!" "What did you... what?" "I'm not poisoning you, Peterle." "I can't hear." "I'm deaf!" "A deaf music teacher!" "A deaf concertmaster!" " But no!" " It would be best if you really poisoned me!" "Stop it, Peterle, I'm begging you, stop it." "I'm deaf, I can't hear." "But this is the bandage, Peterle." "No, Peterle, no, you mustn't!" "Peterle, everything will be well, in a fortnight." "I've been hearing this for weeks." "I want to know if I'm deaf!" "Peterle, I swear by God, the Professor gave me his word of honour in a fortnight you'll hear exactly like you did before!" "Be good, Peterle be good, Peterle" "good, Peterle and now you'll sleep, Peterle" "Test me, please, that'll calm me." "But Peterle, the doctor has made a test just now!" "The old fool, he only makes me mad." "Come here and say something." "no no no no" "You must sleep, Peterle." " Come here." " No." "Say anything... anything, numbers or... dates or... say something... 31st March 1932" "I can understand that." "My last concert and our first evening with Michael." "Test me some more, and don't shout, I can see you're shouting... forty-four" "seven right?" "yes good, Peterle go on, go on" "twenty twelve" "yes, that's right, Peterle go on, go on" "No, that's enough now now you must sleep, Peterle now you must sleep come" "How awful the stuff tastes." "But it makes you sleep." "Close your eyes, Peterle." "Close your eyes." "I'm now turning off the lights." "Listen, I have an idea!" "Switch on the radio, play something beautiful." "No, you must sleep now!" "But lots of people are sleeping during concerts or in the opera ..." "Please, switch it on... please please please please" "Oh, Peter!" "But that's Wagner!" "Yes." "Second act Tristan." "But that's great." "Gaby, say... come over to me, will you?" "Sit near me." "Hold my hand." "That's beautiful." "Good night." "# Isolde!" " Tristan!" " Beloved!" "#" " Are you mine?" " With me once more?" " Dare I hold you?" " Can I believe it?" "#" " At last!" "At last!" " On my breast?" " Is it you I feel?" " Is it you I see?" "#" " These your eyes?" " This your mouth?" " Here your hand?" " Here your heart?" "#" " Is it I?" "Is it you?" "You, clasped in my arms?" " Is it I?" "Is it you?" "No illusion?" "#Notadream?" "Oheart 'srapture..." "Incredible!" "Such a prince." "Unheard-of..." "Yes, Herr Marsden's nerves are in such a bad state... he just cannot go on." "You don't fool me." "There's something else behind it." "There's a woman behind it." "One doesn't break off a concert tour in America just like that!" "But I won't put up with it!" "No no" "I won't put up with it!" "no encores tonight ?" "Herr Marsden!" "The audience is raving." "Herr Marsden, I beg you, just one little encore." "No, I've had enough." "Nothing came in?" "no." "Not even in the hotel?" "no." "We're leaving." "Fever's gone." "Say, Christine, what's the matter with Gaby?" "Why does she look so terrible?" "Because of the excitement." "Because of all the sorrows, Peter." "And besides, she doesn't sleep." "Really?" "Why doesn't she?" "I don't know." "She has bad dreams or something ..." "Every time I come into her room she stands by the window and looks out." "She does it for hours..." "Here you are, Peterle." "The room is aired... tidied up... now you'll get into bed again no, not to bed!" "But the doctor only allowed an hour, and you've been up all afternoon!" "Yes, come on, Peterle" "Well?" "Bravo, Peter." "and you can hear again and walk again that's great" "Well, I'm still a bit slow with my walking." "Christine, you take him to bed." "hallo, who's talking?" "who?" "who is it?" "the doctor, Peterle" "You're to go to bed." "Send him my greetings." "May the devil take him!" "hallo yes, it's I why are you in... what?" "You've broken off the concert tour?" "but why?" "no" "I didn't get any telegram." "I see." "I haven't been to the post office." "Gaby!" "No I can't leave here!" "impossible" "I cannot leave today!" "No I can't, Peter is ill." "Peter is ill, I won't leave!" "no." "when?" "I don't know" " I don't..." " Gaby" "Yes, coming!" "Forgive me, but I have to hang up now." "But what's keeping you so long?" "He'll write a full visit for that conversation." "Come to me, this is your place." "And the way you look!" "Now you'll go to your room and go to sleep at once!" "no no" "Don't send me away, Peterle." "I cannot sleep." "Here is my place, that's what you said!" "very well" "Then sleep here, sit down in that chair." " Come on, here you'll sleep a bit." " But I cannot sleep!" "Close your eyes." "Turn out the light, Christine." "I'm closing my eyes too." "We'll see who'll be the first to fall asleep, ok?" "good" "hallo" " Gabriele?" " yes?" "do you love me?" "yes come to me yes" "Gaby, where are you?" "here is your place yes Peterle come to me" "I'm waiting yes darling" " Gaby - yes?" " Gabriele" " Gaby" " Yes?" " Gabriele" " Gaby" " Yes?" " Gaby, my drops!" " yes yes yes" "how many?" "do you love me?" "yes" "I'm waiting yes" "come here, this is your place" "Why did you poison me, Gaby?" "So that I don't have to leave you, Peterle." "That was good of you." "Thank you no!" "Are you dead now?" "yes." "May I leave now?" "no." "not yet." "For how long do I still have to sit, Peterle?" "20 years 30 years" "40 years good good, Peterle" "Gaby!" "Gaby, what's the matter?" "Darling, why are you crying?" "My little girl, what's the matter?" " What is it?" "come..." " Peterle..." " Darling!" " Christine!" "Christine!" "Bring the baldrian, she's had a bad dream again." "my beloved little girl... come on, calm yourself.... come, drink this... be a good girl, drink this... but you don't have to cry anymore, I'm well again" "Gaby, did you have a bad dream?" "She must take some fresh air, then it'll go away soon." "She hasn't been out of the house for weeks." "My darling, my child, you'll go for a walk now." "Yes, Christine will stay with me, and Marie will take you out for a walk." "Come, be a good girl and go out for a walk." "my little girl, it's alright now only go a bit outside to get some fresh air... then you'll feel better, and you'll be back soon my poor little girl, come on... come on, be a good girl... but you'll be back very soon" "Marie will bring you back very soon please, take some fresh air be a good girl" "You'll see how well you'll sleep tonight if you go outside now." "Peterle!" "Gabriele!" "We'll go away." "And you leave everything else to me now!" "You need the sun, flowers, you must get well again... you must laugh, I want you to be happy." "Peter will be much more reasonable than you imagine and then you'll belong to me at last." "Christine, but where's Gaby, she's been away for hours now?" "Martha saw her run around the house, then she probably went for a walk." "But she should come now, I'm so afraid for her." "Gaby!" "My God, where have you been!" "for hours you've been away ... come here, my dear little... you've left me alone for over an hour... you uncaring wife, you..." "But you mustn't leave me alone that long, you should know it!" "I mustn't leave you alone." "that's it." "and the way you look!" "How do I look?" "where did I have my eyes that I didn't see this... but Peterle!" "But listen, all this is going to change now!" "Look what's standing there!" "Yes, I want my wife near me." "And you're to have your husband near you!" "And I'd like to see you not being able to sleep when I lie near you!" "Listen, this is what I've thought out:" "in a few days I'll be completely well again." "I can feel it, it'll go very fast now." "Then we'll take a train and travel south where the sun is shining, yes!" "to the Riviera where the sky is blue, flowers and... oranges... you'll see... how gay you'll be, laugh the whole day... doing somersaults the whole day oh, Peterle somersaults" "I'll do a somersault, ok?" "Peterle" "I'll do a somersault" "Bravo bravo another one" "Say, where have you been running about?" "Did you have a fall?" "You're full of dirt up to your knees." "Yes, full of dirt, Peterle not only up to the knees... up to the ears, Peterle full of dirt up to my ears... come on, that's enough, this will only tire you but you're always stumbling and falling" "say, doesn't it hurt?" "no Peterle, it doesn't hurt, Peterle enough, I'm telling you yes, enough enough" "Where are you going?" "Wash off the dirt..." "Peterle" "That's all rubbish!" "If I sued them or beat them up... it's not their fault" "Man, believe me..." "I'm a philosopher see what I mean?" "it had all been here before, it'll all come back again..." "A man must know this." "But men are so uneducated." "That's why they all think they are so important." "If she thinks she'll be happy with Eddy, let her, I'm telling you!" "Don't take it too seriously!" "They are beating each other's heads in, in politics and finance..." "I'm telling you, it's all rubbish!" "The only thing that matters is printing money." "Printing money, I'm telling you!" "Miss?" "do you have a light?" "That's rubbish too." "She too is taking herself too seriously." "With a face like that she'll have to walk for a long time..." "?" "go on, come on" "but she can't be dead yet!" "she had hardly been in the water for two minutes till I got hold of her" "She's as dead as a doornail, I'm telling you." "She was dead even before she jumped in." "But I saw her running!" "What's going on here?" "A girl jumped into the water, Constable." "Girl, rubbish!" "She's wearing a wedding ring." "Then she must have done it because of the crisis." "She talked to me, Constable... asked me for a postbox..." "There is none near the water, I said... you'll have to walk for a few minutes..." "Must have been too far for her." "I've jumped in right after her, Constable." "And I got hold of her right away." "But she didn't move anymore." "I couldn't stand water either... at such a late hour." "Haven't you found anything on her?" "Here Constable, here... coat, hat and handbag, she left them here" "My good Peterle, I haven't slept for many nights, now I want to go to sleep, if I'm not afraid at the last moment." "You're so attached to me, you've always had that madness, and I'll cause you a lot of sorrow now." "But if I stayed with you, you'd be much unhappier." "I give you a year, Peterle, to cry and to test Gaby, but then it'll be enough." "Then you'll get up and keep on living." "I want it so, Peterle." "It's what I really want!" "And then, you mustn't think of me in anger." "You should think, Gaby was nothing, less than nothing." "And you were always far to good and kind to me." "The thing which would have changed everything... would have been a child, I think." "You see, this too was my fault." "I'm very tired, Peterle." "Good night!" "" "I kiss your good eyes which were always so trusting." "Hoping that I won't be afraid anymore..." "Your Gaby." " And forgive me." "subtitles: serdar202  Tommaso @KG"