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- Exactly.

Itnld you.

What are you looking for?

You stink like a corpse!

What a stench!

I don't smell anything,

but if you say so.

What shall we do?

Should we air the room?

- But how exactly shall we go about it?

- We'll just walk out.

A stroll with you, Doctor, ls an honour

and a reward.

By way of saying thanks

I'd like to show you something.

I know everything you could show me

in this town.

And what we do know

is of no use tn us.

Ergo:
what we don't know

will be of use to us.

Give me that! Now explain...

...how it's possible

after such a lethal dose...

...that you should still be allve?

Incredible!

Oh, now it starts! I'm dying!

The spirit of denial wlll survive

this world.

- This ls the way out.

- Not an ounce of sympathy...

- What?

- ...for your companion!

Your hemlock was too strong

for my weak stomach.

Thank you.

Thanks for what?

- When will you be back?

- Let me do it!

- Why rnust we lock It all the tlme?

- I'll take care of it.

- Thank you, Iduberga.

- Ida!

Turn the key to the right!

- To the left!

- What has got into you?

You seem to cause turmoil.

Flrst Wagner, then Ida.

What is going on?

The gate is broken.

Godforsaken corner!

Someone is always getting stuck!

- Your timber ls here.

- Pu! it there.

- You must pay for It.

- How do we get out?

- Patience! God was also patient.

- Is the world too cramped for you?

What are you all doing here?

You have no business here!

Where ls your compassion?

Everyone musk live somehow.

And survive. But I'm no savinur.

What do you know how to do?

- Chatter.

- A good remedy.

Maybe, but remedies

are no! my speciality.

But there is one simple remedy.

I! helps one In live and to survive.

- That way, damn it!

- No, you have to go that way!

So you know...

...a remedy that needs no gold,

no magic.

- What ls it?

- Workyour plot...

- Dlg, plough...

- Rise early!

- Rise early! Mllk the cows...

- Feed the cattle...

Feed yourself on the purest fare...

Muck out the stables.

No fear of dirt, or manure.

My stomach! I have to go to...

So narrow a Ille would never

suit me.

I can't hold it any longer.

Not here! We're not alone!

I can't hold it any longer.

It's your hemlock's fault. Cover mel

Not next to the church!

True.

Better inside the church.

Wait here. I'll he bark shortly.

Excuse me:
I'm afraid

I don't know you.

Soon we will let you in on the deal.

He has such a weak stomach.

What are you doing here?

Tell me. then. what is the matter?

I know hlm. You have made

the right decision.

What do you mean?

Reputable men an reputably...

...contract signature, as is proper.

Excuse me, can I be of service?

And...

...Is he really the...?

- He is.

And how about you?

I'm number 150 on the waiting list.

Good. What number am I?

I could give you mine.

No, tha nks.

- Surely you don't believe In God?

- Vanity of va niiies, boredom...

...the entire world is a failure.

But why do you believe...

...i n Sata n?

Where is the logic here?

If gnnd doesn'! exist...

...then neither can evil. Right?

No, wrong. Good doesn't exist...

...but evil does!

- He has answered you.

- What are you talking about!

Your turn. Professor.

Good does not exist, but evil does.

- Doctor!

- Do you know what you just said?

I'm here!

You're not alone.

Let us leave this place!

In the beginning was the deed!

Let's go home, Agathel

In the beginning was the deed?

Thls woman has been following me

for years.

She claims to he my wife.

- In the beginning was the deed.

- Yes, the deed!

- The deed!

- An interesting solution...

I assumed It was meaning.

Or power.

No, meaning results

frnm action...

But... Where are we going?

I just wanted to get rid of that woman.

- What ls this here?

- I don't know myself.

Seems like a good spot

for our philosophical discussion.

This rings a bell.

I was here as a child.

This is what I call real human life!

Here I'm a man, here I dare to be a man!

- Looks more Ilke a slave market!

- No.

They're made free by work.

Industrious folk.

All very good, but I want to leave!

You are free. Sweet young blood!

Who wouldn't fall In love

with girls like ynui

- You see these women here?

- Yes.

- Only women. And the two of us.

- They're busy.

- Yes. and satisfied and carefree.

- Completely and utterly busy.

- Yes, perhaps.

- Do you see thelrflngers?

- No.

They're all...

...crooked like this.

That people everywhere are miserable,

I've read in a thousand books.

Vou've read it!

But man wants In be happy.

Day and night.

With such crooked fingers you could

never open your vial of poison!

What do you mean by that?

It Is you who worries me,

not these women.

Although they have nothing,

just ice-cold water and work.

There you are!

Oh. my hail

Aren't you bored?

Nothing but washing...

- Come over here, Gudrun!

- What am I doing here?

Hands off! It's all mine! Go away!

Work, work.

while ynll're still young.

Wade right in! Don't be stupid!

Ge! busy, Doctor!

He is a madman! A freak!

My God!

What is that?

- Don't look!

- He has nothing in front!

We must palr hlm off

with old Martha.

She'll be delighted.

Do you like him?

Tha!'s mel

What are you staring at? Shameless...

He has nothing in front.

What a tiny little winklel

When it's that small It doesn't matter

whether it's in front or in back.

There she is, my sweet! Come...

...we'll go for a swlm!

- Help!

I don't know how to swlm!

My nightgown is floating Ihere.

Next to Gretchen!

- You must glve yourself a proper scrub!

- Margaretel Where is your basket?

L!'s over there.

And these towels?

- Out of the way!

- What is the matter?

- Baboon!

- What impudencel

- Doctor! Help me please!

- What are you yelling about?

- Can't you be qulet for flve minutes?

- My waistcoat.

- I'm not your servant.

- Yes...

...not yet.

- The waistcoat...

...is Ion tight for your flabby belly.

What do you have against my body?

You're no Apollo yourself.

As for your body, I have

a few questions...

...but not now.

- We have the time.

- I don't.

- Time is on the wane. My hat!

Excellent linen.

- Could you move a bit faster?

- Why?

- I have to flnd her.

- The two ladies have already left.

- I see that. And I want to flnd them!

- Nu! a chance.

But I will find them!

Professor. what's the hurry?

- He's following you.

- I like that funny old fart.

- There they are.

- I don't.

A professor, and he still dashes around

like a little boy!

There she is.

I'm an old man and can't run

that fan.

You're free...

- Are you alright?

- Yes, yes.

May I presume, my lovely lady...

...Io offer you my arm and escort?

I'm neither lovely nor a lady...

...and I can get home by myself.

Margarete! Come on!

We musk hurry up.

So impudent!

This is not a rose gardenl

- Let's go that way.

- Not across the square?...

...It would he much faster.

- Come on.

He's already dead.

What are you waiting for?

We need the room. Take him away!

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