Bremer Freiheit Page #3
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- 1972
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Rest, Father, that is death.
I...want to live,
I cannot long to rest,
Father.
I've never know a woman
speak like this before.
What have I done to deserve
my very child
such a blasphemous way?
I'm not confronting you,
I have an opinion.
The woman who has an opinion
of her own is ignorant of
the laws that forbid this.
And you, Gottfried, have you
nothing to say to me?
Your silence is significant
enough.
You have settled down in
this business,
make use of the advantage
which it brings you,
you live off it and well.
offer to marry the woman
who made it possible
for you to live so comfortably,
you are not all that
intereted in this woman's life.
You're turning my daughter
into a whore,
she is too stupid to see this,
but you are a man and have
mental powers. What you are
doing is called, with morals
at heart:
crime.Don't interrupt.
Haven't you anything to say
to my speech?
to be a man of honour.
Leave it, Father, please.
He will decide if he can.
He isn't ready yet
to live with tight bonds.
Is this a man, who lets a
woman's mouth explain for him?
Let us adjust our life as
we may.
We shall obey the laws,
certainly.
I don't wish to continue talking
where it's so hopeless as here.
morals in the heads of two
people, there'll be one sorrow
and one pain after the other.
But I wish that the tears
which shall flow from your
eyes will make you think.
As long as things haven't
been put right
in this house you have no
father, don't forget that.
Now you're all alone in
this world, my child,
for this person only
uses you,
he is not willing to give.
Forgive him, Michael.
The sorrow of the last years
has disturbed his mind.
It has made him injust.
His son in law first, his wife,
and now two grandchildren.
obstinacy develops.
Forgive him, please.
Certainly.
Basically...
what Father says is correct.
What do you mean?
I mean, basically...
if we, you and I...
were to marry?
No, Geesche. Not now,
and to be quite honest,
maybe never.
with you and what I feel.
I know I love you, and yet...
I can imagine living
without you.
in case of a real big love
you can't imagine being
without the other.
I can't imagine it. But I...
I don't count.
That isn't true, you count.
I am here,
I respect your love and
your sorrow.
Otherwise I'd have left.
I thought, now she has
buried her children,
I can't forsake her now.
I thought of you and not
of myself.
I do love you in my own
way, certainly.
We are... going to have a baby.
Say that again.
We're going to have a baby,
our baby.
You said you used a pessary.
It happened when you came
back from Hanover one day
too early. How was I to know?
This is fraud,
if the man is...
What an idiot I am to have
been taken in by it.
Look, the way you react,
I should have known.
How stupid you are. If you'd
have used your brain a bit,
you'd have noticed that I'm
not willing.
Take a look at yourself.
Look at yourself,
is this something one would
wish to spend a life with?
With this dried up grimace,
this expression on your face?
You make me sick. I should
have know that one person
can annoy another person
so disgustingly.
Oh well, what is done is done.
What do you intend to do now?
Look at yourself,
how hard you are.
A real woman would now be
lying on the floor completly
shattered and crying bitterly.
What use would that
be to me, Michael?
What use would that be to me?
for you,
for pity can easily be regarded
as love.
I don't need any pity, Michael.
And apart from that, the times
I cried, O Lord!
You were sitting there reading,
not noticing
person who loves you.
You say you're disgusted,
that is all right.
Nevertheless, I am with child,
it is yours,
it is up to you what you
want to do now,
for it won't be long before
the change becomes evident.
I don't want anything to do
with all this.
Pastor Markus will soon be
here, Michael.
You you like a drink?
I love you so much.
Believe me, you'll soon be
well again.
It won't go on forever.
I couldn't come sooner.
Good morning, Mr. Gottfried.
Pains? You're very fortunate
that this lady is taking care
of you. I know of cases...
What of it. Nobody knows
what he deserves
and what he doesn't.
Are you ready?
Yes, Pastor, yes.
I am here to join you
together in holy matrimony.
Michael Christoph Gottfried,
wilt thou
have this Magarete Geesche...
Miltenberger, ne Timm.
Margarete Geesche Miltenberger,
ne Timm, to thy wedded wife
and keep thee only unto her
as long as ye both shall live,
answer with yes.
And you, Margarete Geesche,
wilt thou have
this Michael Gottfried
to thy wedded husband
Pastor!
He is dead.
The marriage is legal, nothing
can be changed.
He is dead, Pastor, dead.
He is dead.
Sing a song with me.
I should like to confess, Pastor
I am ready.
I gave him poison, Pastor,
to make him sick,
and therefore
to give his name to his child
I'm carrying.
I didn't want to see him
die, Pastor.
It was an accident,
are at home in my head.
It is four months that I am
with child
call it his own,
this is despairing for
a woman,
thoughts go through
your mind you cannot control.
Your mind becomes desperate,
what is evil becomes good,
good becomes evil.
Night after night you cry into
your pillow asking God for help
which doesn't come.
Can you imagine how alone
you are
how lonely, Pastor, how
utterly forsaken?
There is no God who knows
of this situation
and can revengefully look upon
a poor woman.
Loneliness, Pastor,
You're too late. I have just
married your daughter
to Michael Gottfried, who
died shortly after.
My child.
My poor, poor child.
You owe me 20 gulden for
the work I performed.
Come with me, I shall pay
you what you've earned.
Geesche, make some coffee,
show what you can do
to make Mr. Bohm
feel at home.
He's a nephew from Hanover,
and a harness maker.
Harness maker?
Harness maker. I think you
do understand me.
I thought that he could
take over the business,
quite frankly,
moreover, he likes to see you.
He?
He asked me for your hand,
Geesche, he's a man of honour.
I accepted with pleasure.
In future your life should
run in a quiet course.
No more chaos, sorrow,
disgrace.
the laws which prevail.
the man herself whom
she wants to take to bed.
Don't shout.
I'll shout at my daugher
whenever I wish.
Do you think, as a woman, you
can run the business?
Yes, Father, I'm quite sure.
I know more about business
than any man does.
Certainly.
And I am not willing to
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