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Do yourself a favor: Don't ask. |
I appreciate your concern, but we live in that house. I need to know what happened in there. |
Ellen. |
You're doing fine, aren't you? I mean... the two of you alone in that house, so far out in the moor. |
Oh, Ellen! I've been wondering when you'd come. Why don't you step in. |
Thank you. |
I really hate to bother him, but... |
Oh no, no. You're not bothering him. He has lots of time since he's been retired. |
Frank Kosinski. Here's the address. Go see him. Ask him. |
Thank you. Elisabeth, I didn't mean to... |
That's alright. Don't misunderstand my husband. It's only that he's already had enough problems with this case. And who would believe him if he told the truth? |
But what is the truth? |
I don't know all about what happened back then. But it always stood between me and my husband. |
Why else? |
Come on, say it. You know... |
Say it anyway. Come on, how much do you love me? |
"With you, my life began and with you shall it end..." |
I have to cut his windpipe... |
You're not a doctor, you'll hurt him! |
What else should I do, damn it, he's dying! |
Ellen, move aside... |
Oh God, Tommi... |
Stop that! |
You'll never get away from me! |
So, how does it feel to be kissed by two women? |
They say it's fantastic. At least that's what I read in a men's magazine. So who are the two lucky ones? |
Me and the muse, of course. How is your book coming along? |
Oh, the muse... we're still having our differences. You know how it is with women. |
Well then, I guess I'd better leave the two of you alone. But don't forget... |
What kind of a horrible thing is that? |
It still worked in town. |
I mean the armchair! |
Oh, that was upstairs. A real antiquity! I think it's great. |
Maybe the antenna's broken. |
We're probably lucky that we even have running water and electricity! Damned box! |
Hey... the fuse. |
Oh, damnit! |
Do you know where fuse box is? |
In the cellar, I think. Wait, I'll take care of it. |
Look at this! We'll have to fix the whole wiring. This stuff is dangerous as hell. |
We'll call for someone from town first thing in the morning. |
Are you crazy? That costs a fortune! |
Do you have a better idea? |
I'll do it myself. |
You? |
My father was an electrician. Already forgot that? |
My father was a pilot. And do I know how to fly? |
Hey, flower child, the sixties are over. And this stuff is hazardous to your health. |
Yes, daddy. |
Where are you going? |
Well, if you won't let me smoke grass, then at least I'll go get myself some cigarettes. |
What are you doing? |
Making our very own solstice fire. |
Is everything alright? Aren't you feeling well? |
I just had a really strange experience. |
Maybe I should talk to Dr. Roth about it. |
Hey, take your time. You know time heals better than any shrink ever can. |
I have a funny feeling. Do you think we'll get over all that's happened? |
We just have to make a new beginning. |
Cherryred Tears. |
What? |
Cherryred Tears, your first book. I read it at least nine times. And then I found out you were going to attend some kind of book fair. |
Not a book fair. I was signing autographs in a department store. |
I was so excited about meeting you. Again and again, I kept getting in the back of the line so I could be the last to talk to you. |
And two months later, we got married. And all because of one sentence: "With you, my life began and with you shall it end..." |
I miss Tommi so much. |
So do I, believe me. |
Do you really think anything can ever be like it was before? |
Maybe different. I don't know, Ellen. |
If we stand a chance at all, it's only by sticking together. |
Who was that? |
Someone from the village. |
Martin, it's not funny! |
You know, it's not always easy for me, either. But at least I try not to give in to each and every neurosis. |
Well, apparently it was a big mistake to try talking to you. Don't you remember what we promised to each other? Honesty trust! |
Come on, this isn't about honesty. You just need a good night's sleep. The way you toss and turn all night, even I hardly get any sleep. |
Now, what did I do to deserve this? |
Come on, at least try one. It took me two hours to make these. |
So, did you sleep good? |
Yeah... I have to go to town. |
Hey, you're still here. I suppose you like it here with us. |
No, thanks. I have everything I need. Drive safely, you hear? |
Don't tell me you've made friends with that wandering flea circus? |
Why not? She can guard the house. By the way, I gave her a name: Clara. |
Where have you been all day? |
I went to see Prof. Roth! You know, I had another one of those dreams last night. I saw Tommi! |
But that's not the point! What if all these things are somehow connected? |
Oh, baloney. You should just hear yourself talk! |
Where have you been? |
In the village. Look what I found. |
"Events commonly interpreted as haunting apparitions often result from psychic disharmonies or undigested traumatic ordeals..." |
Ellen, what are you trying to prove, anyway? That we've created ourselves a ghost? Come on! |
It's just a feeling. Don't you sense it, too? |
What? What am I supposed to sense? |
The house Tommi something just doesn't jive here... |
Who's that? |
I haven't the slightest idea. |
What? |
Look at this! The dog! She's dead! |
She was old. |
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