Good Bye Lenin! Page #3

that she'll survive the next few weeks.

Well...

Can we take...

her home with us?

Out of the question.

She is in very good hands here.

It's also simpler for you.

She can't take another heart attack.

You have to keep your mother

away from any excitement, even any danger of excitement.

And I mean

any form of excitement, Mr. Kerner!

Any excitement.

It's life-threatening.

And this?

And this?

Isn't this a reason to get upset?

My mother doesn't know anything about the Fall of the Wall.

She'll find out about that here immediately.

Your granddaughter.

Your granddaughter.

Mummy.

What's happened?

- You collapsed.

What's happened?

- You collapsed.

I can't... remember.

That's normal. It will come back to you.

You just have to have patience.

And what... what happened?

Well, that was...

- It was October.

I think you wanted to go shopping.

And... there was a big queue in

front of the store. And it was so hot,

you just collapsed.

- In October?

It was a really hot October.

Back then.

Yes.

And then?

You were in a coma, Mum.

I want to go home.

That I promise you.

We want to celebrate your birthday.

As every year.

We want to celebrate your birthday.

As every year.

Alex, that's complete madness.

- We don't leave her alone, we promised her.

Mum is fatally ill.

It's better for her here. They've got the equipment.

Just this once, be realistic.

- No, you be realistic.

What happens when she doesn't have a single room anymore?

Or when someone lets the cat out of the bag?

She'll hear what is happening outside in here.

She won't take it.

Alright, all of this rubbish has to come out.

Are mum's curtains still in the basement

- You can't be serious.

They're rawlplugged.

Oh great!

- Guess it'll have to be re-plastered.

Oh great!

- Guess it'll have to be re-plastered.

Can you please tell me what he's doing?

- What do you think I'm doing?

What should I think? - What should he think?

- That you have to make way.

Or should we put Mum in the basement?

- Excuse me, I've paying the rent for this flat for 5 months!

Or should we put Mum in the basement?

- Excuse me, I've paying the rent for this flat for 5 months!

Generous of you, Rainer! - For the whole apartment!

that's not even enough for a telephone bill!

And in the East you have to wait 10 years to get a telephone connection!

- Can't you just...?

Mum has to find the room

in the same condition she left it in. The doctor said

she has to stay in bad okay?

So it's only about this one room.

And when she's better, we'll see what we'll do.

- You didn't get what the doctor said. Mum will probably...

That's what you said 3 months ago,

when you wanted to switch off the machines.

That was a different situation, you can't compare this!

- What do you want to tell her then, Ariane?

That you've given up your studies,

because you're selling Hamburgers now?

"Enjoy your meal and thank you for choosing Burger King."

- Yeah.

Elevator, hm?

- Broken. - Sh*t.

You can say that again.

My life changed drastically.

My life changed drastically.

And the day we wanted to take mum home

was ever drawing nearer,

relentlessly like a big Russian tank.

What're you doing sniffling in my cupboard?

- Not in your cupboard. That's from the old clothes collection.

What're you doing sniffling in my cupboard?

- Not in your cupboard. That's from the old clothes collection.

And how do you look?

It would be nice if you would think a little for a change.

Look at this. This garbage is what we used to wear.

Sign here.

The physiotherapist is coming

Your mother is going at her own responsibility.

You know how I think about this.

Where is the previous Doctor, by the way?

Doctor Wagner, he went to Dsseldorf.

- I understand. And you?

When do you run away?

And you want to lecture me about responsibility.

Please lie down a second.

Why?

- Please. Just lie down.

If there's another cardiac arrest:

short, strong thumps on the chest.

Careful! She mustn't wake up.

- Alright, boss!

Ariane and I'll set up a schedule.

And there's the physiotherapest.

There's always someone with her. It'll work.

Most GDR citizens already exchanged

their savings cashlessly.

There are only 2 weeks left.

You should hurry. Because as Gorbatschow once said:

He who is late...

- Excuse me?.

will be punished all his life. - I can't hear it anymore.

- Excuse me!

Could you tune down the radio please?

My mother needs rest.

Alright, boss.

Don't you want to introduce us?

- Oh yes, of course. This is Lara.

Hello, Lara.

Could you let me past, please?

Hello, Christiane!

Alex! What is it?

Hello? Alex!

Nothing's changed in here.

What should have changed?

Oh, if you're bored,

you can listen to cassettes.

I'm afraid the radio receiver is broken.

But I'll repair that.

- Alex?

It's good to know

you're not alone.

When your father...

When he was suddenly gone...

I didn't think I'd make it.

I never told you that...

I thought about laying hands upon myself.

But you visited every day.

And you talked about school and Sigmund Jhn.

You heard that?

I'm sorry to cause you so much work.

I can't even use the toilet by myself.

- Mum.

That doesn't matter.

The important thing is for you to get well.

I'll try hard.

You have to rest now.

I'll just go to the shop,

but Ariane is still there.

Oh, Alex...?

I'm craving for Spreewood gherkins.

Can you fetch me some?

No problem, Mum.

That's what I thought.

At the end of June 1990 the shops of

our socialist Fatherland were emptied.

Real money was coming in from the country

behind the Wall.

While most citizens queued in long lines in front of the

Republic banks with their usual patience...

we were still frantically looking for mother's bankbook.

we were still frantically looking for mother's bankbook.

Yearned for by everyone, the German Mark flooded

our little community.

Halleluja, Halleluja...

Halleluja, German Mark!

(Song) Such a day, so wonderful...

And the money was exchanged 2 to 1.

Germany won 1:
0!

Unstoppable shot!

Germany is one-nil up by Lothar Matthus!

Mocca Fix? - Haven't got that anymore.

Filinchen Crispbread? - Not for sale anymore.

Spreewood gherkins?

- Goodness, where do you live, boy?

We've got the German Mark now. And there you come

asking for Mocca Fix and Filinchen?

Over night, our grey store was transformed

into a colourful product paradise.

Over night, our store was transformed

into a colourful product paradise.

And I became the king as a customer.

They're from the Netherlands.

Good afternoon, Mr. Ganske.

That's how far they've driven us already...

that we have to go fishing in the garbage.

Mister Ganske,

have you still got Spreewood gherkins?

What?

- Spreewood gherkins!

I'm sorry, young man.

I'm unemployed myself.

An empty glass would do, too.

I wanted to introduce Rainer to Mum today.

Later.

We don't want to demand to much of her.

Perhaps you're right.

Yes.

I'm afraid there was a supply shortage

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