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burdened myself with the blame.

What blame?

That I allow my child to

live against decency.

Don't, Geesche, leave that.

You live with a man

who does not make a respectable

person but a whore out of you.

You aren't a good mother

if you don't spare your

children this shame.

Listen, Mother, please.

I go no further than what

my feelings allow me to.

I love him and that is

not bad.

For a woman to... a man...

Dear Mother. Pronounce it.

The woman must kill the thought

if she has been befallen by it.

When you were little, didn't

I keep explaining to you

what discipline is for

a woman?

Don't compare your head with

that of a man.

That isn't true!

Mother, all your life you have

been thinking wrongly.

You are sinning.

No, Mother, no.

What I have to say

is no sin.

I love a man

and have always loved him.

I love him, Mother,

and whatever the world says,

I don't care.

I want to be mounted by

this man.

Geesche, stop it!

Now you'll stay here and

listen to me.

I want this man in my bed,

I don't sleep

with a sacrament, I sleep

with arms, shoulders,

with legs I sleep, Mother.

What you say does not

concern me.

I have my will, Mother,

which I'm aware of and know

how to carry through.

How can I help it if you

gave up your life

for things which are not

your own?

Sin is written upon

your face.

What you just said would come

under heresy in Court.

Sit down with me.

I'll lay my head

in you lap

and I'll be your little child

of earlier days.

Come, Mother, please.

Look, Mother,

you do want

your little girl to be happy,

don't you?

Oh, Geesche, you know

very well,

fortune only comes from God.

Only who keeps the commandments

He gave us will be happy.

The fortune of this world

is in the way of the fortune

of eternity.

But I'm living now.

Who gives man a guarantee

for life after death.

You have already been taken

over by bad spirits.

Whoever is godless is not

worth a quarrel.

I have coffee. I'll give

you a cap.

My child must be godless,

my child?

With what kind of sin did I

deserve this?

I feel dizzy.

I'll go home to cry.

I'll speak to God

that he does not act too

severely against the child

that slandered Him.

World goodbye - I'm tired of you,

I want to go heavenwards,

there will be real

peace and

eternal tranquillity of mind.

Quiet! I've had enough of

this. Quiet!

Your father can do this. Listen.

On the second of this month

my beloved wife.

Geesche Margarethe Timm,

ne Schfers,

ended her life in consequence

of an inner inflammation. Quiet!

But it's true, damn it!

Under a manifold change of

fortune I spent

32 years in the happiest unity

of a satisfied

marriage, which was blessed

with two children.

The pain over her loss is

as inconsolable as it is

irreplaceable for this life.

Only the faith of providence

for a better life

can make the rest of my days

worth while, which I shall

devote to

my children and grandchildren.

Bremen, Johann Timm. Splendid.

This, Geesche, will increase

the business.

Can you picture Mother's

life, Michael?

No?

Father writes:

''in happiest unity of a

satisfied marriage''.

That was not fortune that

Mother had all life long.

The fortune Mother meant

lies in heaven,

for here on earth she was

Father's domestic animal,

she had to do

what she was told,

here the freedom which

she had was

her discourse with God.

That is what is called a

satisfied marriage.

Because here was a being that

never had a mind of its own,

that knew his wishes by the

look on his face.

that he could love or beat

according to his will.

That was convenient

for Father,

that's what he now calls loss.

That was no life, Michael,

which Mother led,

for such a person

death is a fortune.

Coffee and bread...

You think too much

for a woman.

It strains your head; your hair

turns grey; causes wrinkles.

I don't like to say it

and know...

what of it...

I shall look for a flat of

my own again.

I can't bear the noise of

the children, Geesche,

I need a wife with whom I

can have children of my own.

I cannot bear to see another

man's children in the house.

There is so much I

cannot bear,

I need a young girl who is

yet inexperienced,

who has little in her brain,

you know,

who is kind and keen.

I'll manage your business as

long as you need me, but...

You said you loved me.

Often.

Yes, Geesche, but...

No! You say you love me,

don't you,

and you say there is so much

you cannot bear?

Yes, Geesche. I love you.

I love your passion,

I value your clever

mind, and yet...

What is there in the world that

is more important that a love?

You find a person whom

you love,

do you think this happens

very often?

It happens so seldom, Michael,

that it makes your hearth sink.

The way of the world is not

determined by love.

As to that, the mind of a

woman is slightly confused.

No, Michael,

the life which one leads

is only bearable with

a home.

A woman's home is her

husband.

You are in despair, Geesche,

you'll regain your composure.

You're beastly. Oh God,

are you beastly!

Believe me,

things are not as black as

they look.

Have you a girl already?

No, but I shall keep my

eyes open,

shall get to know girls,

weigh up.

Those I find too gay I

shall throw away.

Compose yourself. Fortune

shall be assigned to you.

You have money and a business

to bring with, that looks...

The business works,

it yields well,

can increase. You shall meet

someone who

means everything to you.

I love you.

I love your hands,

I want to be caressed by you.

I want to feel you inside me,

I need your passion.

The thought even that

you're leaving

hurts me so deeply.

Have you ever felt the pain

it causes in your stomach

when you're in despair?

Never?

You must get to know it, you

shall see many things differently.

Don't leave me.

Look, Geesche, I'm longing

for a different life.

I'm a man,

a man has desires

which cannot be explained

to a woman.

Can't you understand my longing

for a child of my own.

We can have children of

our own, please!

We are both fertile. What

can prevent us from having a child?

I shouldn't like to see my

children grow up

among those of your husband.

I should like to build them

a home of their own a life

which they can be proud of.

I no longer understand

the world.

Two people love each other

and have no possibility.

You'll be able to forget.

I'm off to town for a drink.

I shan't be long.

Don't go away.

World goodbye - I'm tired of you.

I want to go heavenwards.

there will be real

peace and

eternal tranquillity of

mind.

This house deserves its

misfortune.

I know very well what

I'm saying.

God punishes where His

commandments are acted against.

Stop now.

You're an old man, you don't

understand the world any more.

Go home.

That's how children speak to

their parents today. Age is

no longer respected, experience

and knowledge are a nuisance.

No, Geesche, like this

you'll never rest.

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