Birds, Orphans and Fools Page #2

No... I don't want to... Leave me alone.

Be quiet.

Quiet... Quiet...

A man gets old and his heart aches

It hurts and hurts with a big ache.

He lost his father,

he lost his mother

and becomes an orphan in the face of God

And God says:
I'll be you father

and your mother.

And veils himself in smoke and mist

and leaves the man alone.

God dies and the orphan in body

becomes orphan in soul.

I call in vain

and all I hear is the bell tolling

forever and ever

Tolling for God, for mother, for father.

Tolling...

A man gets old and his heart aches.

I didn't even learn to play the piano.

This man...

in his youth made a mistake.

Come on. Yes.

Come on, dear landlord, come on.

Hand on your heart Andrew... Wouldn't it

be better to cremate the old people?

Yes.

Awful yellow snot runs from them.

And sweat... And spit...

Yuk... Yuk...

You can smell their urine even

from a distance...

Who burns for truth and people's rights

Who offers life to sacrifice

Who sheds a tear for injustice

...to him my song with glory rings!

Come, come, come!

...with glory rings!

How was the cremation?

Just right.

Life is beautiful!

What do I need gloves for?

What good are they to me?

Hey, Partisans, Germans,

come out and nothing will happen to you.

The war ended twenty years ago! Twenty!

Look!

What did you say?

How many years ago did the war end? You!

Say, how many!

It's been twenty years now!

I don't believe that, I don't.

You're crazy or something...

I know people like you.

I don't believe. Fascist everywhere!

Do you know who Stefanik was?

A soldier. A general. Was he born here?

He died here. Yes.

Once when he was flying over here

bad people shot him down.

He had a plane?

He did. We were a rich family.

Was he really your father?

Don't you believe me? I never saw him.

All that he left me was a statue

and madness.

And your mother?

My mother... Well...

She was killed by those

who are said to be rational.

But it was a long time ago, wasn't it,

Andrew?

Yes.

My parents were killed in Poland

by fools.

Mine were killed by Jews.

Jews, you understand?!

Mhm...

Our parents killed each other

and we became orphans.

Oh, oh, oh, oh...

Aa... aaa... It stings...

You don't have to cover your eyes

anymore.

It'll help you catch the birds.

To my health, Andrew.

No, no, I can't.

Drink. Have a drink!

Drink, you hashish!

Excellent!

What are you doing? Let me go!

Don't be crazy! Don't be crazy!

I put sleeping pills into the wine.

Why?

Because I want you.

I want you, Martha, I do!

You are beautiful. Beautiful...

You are beautiful... And you...

Very beautiful... I want you...

I want to be with you...

But I am always with you...

Martha... Yes... Yes... Martha...

Forever and ever...

He's sleeping like a baby, look!

You hurt him sometimes.

I feel sorry for him.

Do you know how old he is?

And he hasn't had a girl yet.

Friendship is a good thing.

Why are you telling me that?

Why, Yorick?

You should make love to him.

You wouldn't mind?

I like Andrew.

Why did you tell me you loved me?

Because I love you.

Love cannot be selfish.

And so the seal of shame cannot be

washed from my name

and my face is covered by a layer of

someone else's dirt.

Like the painters hand,

stained with paint.

Oh, have compassion and let me become

another.

Happiness is a white house...

It is a railroad man

and two white goats...

Happiness is...

I like Martha.

Happiness is...

a railroad man sleeping on the grass.

Tell her to sleep with me.

What... so suddenly?

Don't forget she's Jewish.

And you're a virgin.

And virginity suits you well.

Understand?

I know.

Oh my Yorick, where are your cartwheels

and fireworks of humour?

Was she talking to me?

There's not one left now

for you to blaspheme...

She's not talking to me.

And because there's still a lot of pain

and so that the rest could laugh

and act crazy and do harm

God chooses from the tribe of Levi

the thirty three just ones from each

generation.

Yes. She's right.

Yes. There's little justice

in the world.

Look.

But even people like us should be

kind hearted.

So that you have something to laugh at.

I almost killed a guy like him

with a hammer.

I know what you think. Well...

When you're crazy and praise yourself

and when your thoughts are evil,

just put your hand over your mouth and

be quiet.

Everything. Everything is governed by

the laws of eternal change,

the laws of power,

everything that is outside yourself

is futile.

All right.

So return to yourself.

And if you had a house and they

demolished it, start building again,

but in your soul.

Return to yourself.

Build a house there,

live in it,

and you'll find happiness.

The word is a weapon of the powerless.

La parole es I arme des puvres.

They will say you are crazy.

But what's it to you, if you're fine.

And you're fine, because you are free.

You are free because you are crazy.

See you in Hell, Andrew!

See you later, landlord.

Good morning.

What happened to you, landlord?

Whenever I jump down

my head aches.

Let's go...

How is Yorick?

Yorick's fine.

Was Stefanik really his father?

Why are you laughing?

Stefanik died fifty years ago.

Try counting how old would Yorick

have to be.

So what's his name?

Yorick.

You don't know anything about him?

No.

I'm afraid of him sometimes,

he seems so heartless.

Don't judge him until you know him.

It makes him sad.

He likes you a lot, Martha.

Why don't you talk to him?

Why don't you like him?

Don't say that, Andrew, it's not true.

Why, why...

Why do you hate those birds so?

Look, you set traps for them.

You put out bacon and grains as bait.

And they don't touch anything.

And still they live...

Who nourishes them? God!

Ouch!

What are you doing? Don't move!

I almost stuck you.

Lie down!

Our sweet angel! What's that?

We'll give you a treat.

When I first saw them

I wanted to cry.

You see, these kids will never

become people.

Thank you.

Come here. Do you see him?

Where?

It is the oldest home in Europe.

Than you. We only wanted to see

this window.

Maria Terezia used to sleep in this bed.

Take a picture of the young lady.

Come, sister.

Martha! Martha!

Take a picture of the young lady.

Zzzzz!

Don't be shy, Andrew!

Why are you shy?

Come on!

I know. I know that you're only doing it

for Yorick.

No.

Yes... Yes... All for him.

Sorry, Andrew.

I didn't want to hurt you.

You're a good person.

Help! Let me be!

Yes, you're right.

The world is filthy, dirty and cruel.

I photograph it with my eyes.

Everything evil in it.

And the more I absorb...

the more I take away with me when I go.

And that much less evil will be left

in the world.

Some people get drunk on water.

You've spoilt it for me. Come and look.

Look what you've done, you idiot!

You've exposed my photo paper!

You should've let me in through the door

I get drunk on the world's evil.

How was it?

What? How was what? Pam... pam...

pam... pam...

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