Burning Life Page #4
- Year:
- 1994
- 105 min
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Yes. Let's go.
See to it that the ambuIance comes.
-And
-Nothing.
So teII them to set up roadbIocks
on aII roads out.
Can you see anything?
-What day is it?
-Friday!
Friday? If they Iock us in we'II
spend the weekend here.
And that's what they spend
my tax money on.
I think we fooIed them, don't you?
-No.
-Me neither.
-Which way? Left?
-Right.
. . . the biggest operation the
eastern states have ever seen.
We can prove they are members
of a terrorist group.
Terrorists?
Heavily armed
and very dangerous.
What? We're not f***ing terrorists!
What a pack of Iies!
It's not true at aII !
Hey! It's us. Anna and Lisa!
-It's them !
-What's up? Want an autograph?
They shot those men at the bank!
-No, we didn't!
-You did ! You shot them !
Hey, Iisten !
Can you shoot anyone with this?
-Come on !
-You terrorists!
Get them !
lt's time Germany had law
and order again!
-And you're sure it beIongs to you?
-It's a famiIy heirIoom.
There they are!
Quick! Come on !
Do you have any idea
what we're doing?!
These girIs aren't terrorists
and they didn't shoot anyone!
How wouId you know?
With this maybe?
Is that the weapon of a terrorist?
I can onIy get them if they Iose
favor in the popuIation.
And beIieve me:
I'II get them.
-Dead or aIive.
-That's right.
We're hunting them Iike animaIs.
These are fiIthy methods, Neuss.
DespicabIe!
You haven't changed at aII !
What is this?
Do you sympathize with them?
Know what you are, Neuss?
A jerk gone out of controI !
Is this your view too, Brehme?
Brehme!
What? No.
Good.
He aIways was a IittIe bit fiery.
By the way, I give them 48 hours,
tops. Want to bet, Brehme?
No.
And nothing about this
to the press.
Yes? Yes, he's here. Just a moment.
WeinhoId.
I'm sorry
They were in that room, right?
Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!
They. . . they just kiIIed them !
Just Iike that!
It couId've been us!
It's over.
Stop the car!
-Better?
-Yeah.
What does it say?
I thought you wanted
to teach Russian !
It says:
''We're a peopIecondemned to unhappiness''.
What do you think of him?
The bus is a good hide-out.
-We don't know him.
-You never cared before.
Sh*t! Him, of aII peopIe?
And I thought you. . .
I thought you didn't Iike men.
I'm taIking about a hide-out,
not. . .
Sure.
A IittIe paint, a IittIe rainwater.
It doesn't bother you
to con peopIe?
It doesn't bother you
to take their money?
-From banks, not from peopIe.
-Some can't see the difference.
What's this?
A shark's tooth that's
a few miIIion years oId.
The shark is the most perfect
creature nature ever created.
KiII and eat. Created to survive
without any friIIs.
I'II take you to the sea.
For the right sum,
a ship'II take you across.
God, that's. . .
Stop! Stop!
What's the matter?
What are you doing?
Christopher? How big
you've gotten !
Don't you know who I am?
Oh, it's the stupid gIasses!
I forgot about them.
Now do you know who I am?
Mama?
-Here, Iook, I got you something.
-WiII you come home soon, Mama?
Of course I'II be home soon !
Is Papa in?
-Don't you want it?
-What's his name?
He hasn't got a name yet.
I reaIIy did bring back stones and
water from the jungIe.
But it's not the stones that heIp,
it's the faith in them.
Faith can move mountains.
-How Iong have you been doing this?
-Too Iong.
-Papa says you're going to jaiI.
-Does he?
-No. Mama's not going to jaiI.
-Are you sure?
-Henry!
-Nice of you to drop by.
Do you want to go pIay?
Mama and I want to taIk.
-I think I'II caII him Han SoIo.
-That's good.
I think I must. . .
You Iook good.
My wife's become famous after aII.
It's what you aIways wanted, right?
A f***ing terrorist!
What's this pIace again?
-Putbus.
-Putbus? She Iived here once.
Where are you going?
-If I'm not back in 1 0 minutes
you can drive off.
D' you know what it's Iike
when peopIe taIk about you?
''That's Henry Broder.
The terrorist's husband.''
I'm not a terrorist!
Henry, stop it!
Stop it!
Hey - now we're aII here.
That's onIy a toy gun.
ReaIIy?
Yes. What sort of paintings? Ok.
They're trapped - on Rugen
in a bus with ex otic paintings.
Shouldn't be too hard to find.
Here. Send this.
-Ok
-A pity you didn't take my bet.
She can't possibIy stay in the bus.
-How bad is it?
-Who was it?
-Her husband.
-I don't know if it's broken.
Maybe we shouId get a doctor.
No doctor!
Good. we'II wait overnight.
Don't do it.
I've aIways wanted to do that!
I thought, if this turns out ok,
everthing wiII be aIright.
Come with me. Who knows how Iong
she'II have to stay here
with that Ieg. AIone you have
a chance.
-I cannot.
-You can. You're Iike me.
How can you be so sure?
Because we beIong to no-one.
Leave her here.
You'II both go to jaiI, or. . .
Or die?
Here. It's for good Iuck.
The Indians
say it makes you invuInerabIe.
You'II need it.
Hi. WiII he come back?
Wait here.
Ok.
I knew he'd do it.
That goIf course was his idea.
He hoped it wouId save the viIIage.
Once he reaIized his mistake,
it was too Iate.
They tried to canceI the contract,
but the bank said no.
I kept an eye on him
aII the time. . .
except for 5 minutes.
Did you Iove him a Iot?
Why didn't you teII me
you have a chiId?
Because it hurts.
I was never a reaI mother.
I haven't even got
a Christmas present for him.
We heId up 7 banks but we're
penniIess. No-one'II beIive us.
I'm sorry. But it sure
made them furious, didn't it?
Act. 1 988:
Investigated for fraud.stoIen goods.
-That one was dropped.
-Right. Lack of evidence.
the Narcotics Law.
Listen. What do you want?
I know my biography.
Start taIking !
Before I make you !
How many times must I repeat it?
I don't know where they are.
-You don't Iisten, Neuss.
-When did you Iast see them?
-I don't know. Maybe 36 hours ago?
-Where?
I Iet them out at some crossing.
I didn't notice where.
It was dark.
What a Ioad of crap!
As you wish.
Bastard !
You give me the address. . .
and we never met.
The most popuIar gangster duo
since the Second WorId War.
-Do you think we'II make it?
-What does our horoscope say?
That the day'II
be fuII of surprises.
UntiI now, they've aII been.
Come on !
Don't answer. Don't answer!
Get out of there now!
AsshoIe.
-We've got the number.
-The name of the town? Come on.
NeufeIs, Rugen.
A house on the beach.
Ok.
You have to get out of here.
-And you?
-I'II try to staII them.
Go on. Scram.
Lisa! Send me a postcard.
WeII, Sweetie? Can I heIp you?
-Like it? It's a famiIy heirIoom.
-How's the reverse gear?
They have my new car!
I can't beIieve it! It's the most
incredibIe thing ever!
-They'II get us.
-Looks Iike it.
Go down. Lower.
This is the police!
This is the police.
Stop your car.
Warning shots! Come on, shoot!
You shouIdn't have come back.
-Next time I'II know.
-Give it to me.
Aim for the engine!
-What're you doing?
-Do you want them to get us?
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