Honig im Kopf Page #4

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- And for you, madam?

- The tuna tartare.

- And you?

- Spaghetti with butter, please.

Good choice. Our specialty.

- For you, sir'?

-What sir does he mean?

What do you want to eat?

- Of course.

- Since when do you eat liver?

I don't know.

What do I usually eat?

Caprese salad?

Capra. .. what'?

- Two buffalo mozzarellas.

- Of course.

Don't cry, Dad.

Everything's fine.

Grandpa, what's wrong?

This is just all so t...

Tough?

Trerri...

Terrible.

It just feels so rotten and terrible.

Because I just

don't know anything anymore.

Everything's a void.

When I want to write something down,

but can't.

Something inside

just makes it impossible to do.

Do you remember

what you wanted to write?

You write it down for me.

For Tilda,

my beloved...

my beloved...

Granddaughter?

I'll tell you what to write.

Okay.

The day will come...

when I'll no longer be able...

When I'll no longer know...

that you are...

who you are.

You, you, you...

It may even end up happening that...

In any case, there is one thing

I want you to know.

I love you

and you are the best princess

that I could ever have wished for.

Don't act like a gangsta

Yo! You come round makin' trouble

But you were prancing like a ballerina

You are a...

But that don't make you no badass...

Sit down!

Is he ill?

Mr. Rosenbach?

Yes, that's me.

Or is it you? You go instead.

You sit.

No, Mr. Rosenbach.

I'd like to talk to you. Dr. Holst.

- Holes?

- Holst.

With "st".

- How are you?

- Didn't you ask that?

No.

- So?

- So what?

How are you today?

Now you did just ask me that.

That's true.

So? What's your answer?

To what?

To the question "How are you today?"

Don't you have

any other questions handy?

-It's getting boring.

- Who's with you today?

My parents.

Is it possible

that she's your granddaughter?

Yep. Sounds right.

- Can you tell me how old she is?

- She has a lot of life ahead of her.

Do you know how old she is?

Nope.

I don't even know how old I was

when you were born.

Back then you were

61 years old.

Mr. Rosenbach.

How much is nine plus three?

You don't know that?

- And you're a doctor?

- Yes.

Now I have a question.

What color is the inside of a fridge?

- Mr. Rosenbach...

- Answer my question.

- White.

- What does a cow drink?

- Milk.

- Cows drink water.

That was a good one, wasn't it?

Yes.

Now, if you would please excuse me.

Where are you going, Mr. Rosenbach?

- I have things to do.

- I'd like to finish our talk first.

Yes, my...

my assistant

will make you an appointment.

I have surgery now.

For our summer party, Mom and Grandpa

agreed he'd stay in his room.

In exchange, he would get to watch

the big fireworks show at midnight.

The woman Mom's speaking to is Nora.

Dad can't stand her.

She told him Mom didn't cheat on him,

but was just trying

to save their marriage.

The guy with the weird gait is Serge,

the Christmas party guy.

Dad likes him even less than Nora.

He tells Mom

he'll hit him if he sees him.

Dad used to be a boxer,

so I wonder

why Mom even invited him here at all.

Serge, what are you doing here?

What kind of greeting is that?

- Niko knows about us.

- What?

- How on earth does he know?

- I told him.

Sh*t, you should've told me!

- I wouldn't be here.

- I didn't invite you.

Inoflced.

I did wonder. I figured you forgot.

- I'll clear it up.

- No, you'll leave now.

Sh*t!

Why did she tell him?

Because she's stupid.

- What on earth do you look like?

-

...

prettied myself up.

And what are you doing?

I'm eating these little...

These little knobs here.

Yes, these um... salt...

- Have you sucked all of them?

- They're superb.

This is my party-

You are not on the guest list.

We talked about this.

I want you to go back to your room.

- But...

-"Pop ldol" is on.

Hello, Amandus!

- No, don't!

- How delightful to see you!

You're dressed to kill.

- Do we know each other?

- Have you already forgotten?

You did me five times last night.

Only five times?

Great line!

Amandus is back!

You old soldier.

- No, we're going to party.

- Mom, leave him.

- Then we'll drink.

-It's a bad time.

Serge. Get the hell out of here now!

If you buy three, you get one for free.

Okay, I'll take three.

I take my hat off! The music's great.

I agree.

We used to have LPs back in the day.

Hey, Willi, we need more ignition cord.

IGNITION:

- Niko, there's a problem.

- What?

Promise not to flip out.

- Why should I?

- Do you promise?

- I promise.

- Serge is here.

- Where?

- Here.

- You're joking.

- I'm not.

- He's at my part3'?

- Our party.

- I didn't invite him.

- Then tell him to scram.

I can't, he's my boss.

Okay, I'll talk to him.

Niko, my good man.

You may wonder why I'm here.

Although I wasn't invited...

Niko!

Serge, I'm so very sorry.

I understand.

The thing with your wife was dumb...

Where's the DJ?

The Russians are coming.

- What is it, Dad?

- I love you.

You've never said that before.

Have I ever told you

how much I love you?

If you have, then...

then I've forgotten.

But don't take that personally.

Where has Sandra gone?

She moved in with her mother

for a few days.

- Why would she do that?

- Dad!

Did the two of you get in a fight?

- Don't you remember anything?

- No.

All gone.

-L...

- Oh, Dad...

All that's left in there is...

a void.

It's never clear how it'll progress.

Rapid deterioration may occur

after a long period of stability.

Luckily, he still has a sense of humor.

He'll recall old jokes, stories,

even if he's forgotten how to walk.

The question that you have to answer is

are you ready to care for him?

If you do ever reach the stage

where you decide

you can no longer

give your father the care

that you personally feel he requires,

then your honesty will benefit him.

I know what you're going through.

My father had dementia too.

I know the internal struggle,

helplessness, guilty conscience,

all the blame you put on yourself.

But, eventually,

he'll have to be taken

to a nursing home.

Try to reserve a spot for your father now.

Good nursing homes

have very long waiting lists.

Chaleema Tea and Coffee.

- Hi, Pam.

- Hi, honey. How are you?

- Good. And you?

- Great, cutie.

- Can I speak to Dad?

- He's looking at a home for your gramps.

That can't be true.

We shouldn't kid ourselves.

Few want to move in here at first.

But they usually adjust quickly.

Look at those two over there.

They met yesterday. Now look.

They have a daily routine,

which is essential to them,

and they needn't be ashamed,

as they're all in the same boat.

Hello!

No way!

I'm Hildegard.

- You can call me Gerdi if you like.

- Okay.

We've known each other a while now.

No, we haven't.

I'm Niko Rosenbach.

How about the two of us

have a bit of a f***?

Just a teensy-weensy one?

Hildegard?

That'll do for now. Okay?

You can think it over.

Yes.

Yes, sexuality is another issue

with Alzheimer's patients.

You could do it in here too.

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