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We could have... -

It could have been good.

But you couldn't get it together.

My sweet,

you've been drunk before.

You've handled it then,

you will now on your own...

- [Sighs]

- without help.

- Who would you call anyway?

- [Moans]

That young guy in the photo?

Your brother?

Your brother.

I'm here.

We don't need anybody else.

just you and me.

[Milena Whispering]

Help me.

Louder.

Help.

It's better this way.

Believe me...

there was no other way.

If you arrived here,

let's say, two or three hours...

before you said you did... -

Which I didn't.

Of course. Only detection.

What is it

if not a process of elimination?

Why I chose this profession... -

a puzzle.

Certainly the law

doesn't interest me.

But, uh... - Hmm.

When I see... -

When I see... -

And, well... -

I see you.

Ah. Hmm.

[Sighs]

Hmm. Where was I?

You were making

incorrect assumptions.

Yes, yes.

Anyway, if... - if...

then you would have to explain...

why you allowed

all that time to elapse...

before calling for an ambulance.

But what about

all those Marlboro butts?

You smoked quite a few last night

waiting for the ambulance.

They could have been there for weeks.

One could never accuse Mrs. Vognic

of an obsession with cleanliness.

- Ask the portress.

- I have.

What I need is a confession.

Would you like to confess,

Dr. Linden?

To what?

The truth of the matter, Dr. Linden, is...

that no one cares about Article 139B.

Suicide.

It has little, if any,

indictable application to this case.

But Article 205... - ravishment.

There we have quite another apple,

do we not?

You know,

I ordered a vaginal swab taken...

as detection demands.

[Instrumental:
Middle Eastern]

[Continues]

[Sighs]

[Ticking]

[Needle Scratches]

Wake up, Milena.

Don't sleep.

Wake up.

[Screaming]

Tell me!

We're alone here.

No witnesses.

Tell you.

A sort of confirmation.

Tell you what?

About ravishment.

I haven't the slightest idea

what you're talking about.

Difficult, the law.

Difficult.

In this area...

it's not as clear as it could be.

Ravishment.

It has to do with...

when...

well, in... - in a sense... -

in a sense, you take advantage

of someone's love.

You disguise your feelings of... -

of hatred.

Somehow I have the feeling

we're talking about you and not me.

We are not unalike.

I could understand.

People who live

in this sort of disorder...

this sort of moral and physical sewer...

they spread it around them

like an infectious disease.

Dangerous creatures...

to themselves and others.

They envy our strength...

our capacity to fight...

our will to master reality.

What do they do?

They try to drag us

into their confusion...

their chaos.

Anything to get you.

Anything to get you back... -

back the way it was.

I love you.

[Panting]

I love you.

I love you.

I love you, Milena.

I love you, Milena.

I love you.

[Sighs]

I love you.

Hello.

We need an ambulance. It's urgent.

What?

Schonbrunner Schlossstrasse.

[Speaking German]

[Siren Blaring]

Confess. Please, Dr. Linden.

As a personal favor.

Personal favor.

You see,

a swab would prove nothing.

I fear I am not so good a detective.

But... - But what is detection

if not confession?

Confess between us.

It might help.

Help who?

You.

I can help you, Dr. Linden.

Confess, between us.

Tell me what you...

dare not.

I had a phone call before...

in the car.

- Is she dead?

- Hmm.

No.

She will live.

Then you don't need me anymore.

Everything you need

you can get from her.

Excellent. Thankful news.

But for me, perhaps,

it arrived a moment too early.

I trust...

both you gentlemen will...

make yourselves available to me

for the next few days.

What did you get from her,

Dr. Linden?

Not enough, I think.

You must understand, you see,

it's not enough to love a woman...

when she is so difficult.

You must love her tremendously.

More even than one's own dignity.

Don't you agree?

I've got to take two with me

this afternoon.

[Laughing]

Ann, those are the strangest... -

[Ann]

They're not mine.

[Police Whistle Blowing]

[Sighs]

Milena.

- Milena!

- Call me.

[Jazz]

The same old story

It's as old as the stars above

The same old story

Of a boy and a girl in love

The scenes say more moonlight

The times say moreJune light

R omance's the thing

Two hearts away

Deep in a dream

The same old story

It's been told

much too much before

The same old story

But it's worth telling

just once more

It's all fun and laughter

They lived ever after

In ecstasy

The same old story

But it's new to me

[Fades]

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