Moral 63 Page #7

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I've been watching this house

for some time.

Good evening.

- Good evening.

What can I do for you, sir?

Have you been endorsed?

What the hell kind of place is this?

- If you don't know, you should leave.

I couldn't stand it. I just wanted to be

around you. You weren't supposed to know.

But when I got here...

Tell me what kind of house this is!

- It's my house.

What happens here?

- I'm the madam here.

I have a very contemporary job.

My clients are using their money to

try to close their education gaps.

They are all poor bigwigs, not properly

understood in their domestic lives.

My girls are very educated

and cosmopolitan.

I can heartily recommend them to you.

- Stop it! This isn't you!

You just want to...

- Don't shout! Behave yourself.

Why did you come to me?

What were you feigning?

I feigned being a married woman

from Duesseldorf.

Duesseldorf is the untrue part. -And your

scenes before we made love, and during?

The long-winded gestures of your feelings,

your understanding of sensitivity,

being good?

All cunning routines learned over the

years from the most miserable creatures.

Get out!

What were you looking for with me?

Opportunities to play games.

- Who sent you?

Just spit it out. I suspect

it already.

Your thoughtful father, who so

wants to love you.

He talks himself into believing that he's

a great guy and his son a ne'er-do-well.

That's his mistake. He is also

a ne'er-do-well.

Come here!

I would have also loved to

poison my husband.

Just so you know, people like us

have a lot understanding.

That's very nice of you, Mrs. Ratzke,

but I have never poisoned a man.

Oh, I see. That's the one in

the neighbouring cell.

Fill my glass again, Wagner.

I'd like to drink to

Lieutenant-colonal Von Bleth.

In memoria.

Comrade Bleth.

What do you want?

Your hand signal.

I didn't want to take the fee for the

soldiers' newspaper.

I wanted to get revenge on him. I

wanted to cut off a branch on him, too,

but, I asked around. I couldn't find

any dirt on your general or staff,

or whatever his name is. -Wagner, throw

this individual out of here.

But General, I didn't mean to offend you.

Just the opposite. Helmets off; hats off.

There aren't many generels...

or does one say generals.

Hands up!

But you wouldn't... Your hands

are relatively unsullied.

You don't want to...

- Turn around.

He's nuts. He's a loon.

General, I'm warning you, millions of

readers are standing behind me.

We both want the same thing. I'm convinced

you have more dirt on that house than I do.

I'm prepared to buy it off you.

Who sent you?

- My editors.

What do you know about the house?

Unfortunately, not enough specifics.

Only that it's an exquisite bordello.

Repeat yourself! What is this house?

- Well, a posh brothel.

Get lost.

General, I don't understand. We have a

bond. There's something in it for you.

Or is your pension that high?

Don't do that!

Bordello?

Go hoop, la la la!

Good morning, General. We

of the old cavalry.

You have the televiewing.

I have the echo.

Oh, a beguiling echo!

The mask looks good on you. -One

disguises oneself as well as one can.

What can you advance us?

- You have to get more from Dad.

That's not possible.

Otherwise he'll notice.

You seem familiar to me, young friend.

You too.

You wanted to know what was going on in

that house into which the lady entered.

Yes, but I know now.

- And that brings tears to your eyes.

You conclude correctly, General.

One has to take defeat with poise.

I also have reason to cry. I blamed

myself severely.

Even so, hold onto your ideals.

Cry over your ideals.

Bad times are coming. Women start to

think the wars will all stop.

Mankind falls asleep.

You should raise the

alarm, young friend.

It is the prerogative of youth

to be loud.

Well, finally!

What are you two doing here again?

You promised us we'd be allowed

to sleep here. Besides, she's wasted.

She didn't notice that there was gin

in her grapefruit juice.

Help me, why don't you.

Hey, wake up! Come on.

You two really are getting at

it, aren't you?

I was really scared you

wouldn't show up.

Hold her for a sec.

The telephone rang twice already.

Here, in my apartment?

If that was Mom...

Come.

Come into the bathroom. -What do you want

to do with her? -Give her a cold shower.

Where are those two?

Are they really with you?

- Where would they be otherwise?

Be quiet or you'll wake them up.

I don't know. I think I'm getting old.

I'm seeing ghosts.

But you are looking better

and better. I like you this way.

Amazing, what... how you have advanced.

I was scared you were the

black sheep of the family.

Don't be angry at me, son.

As a father, one just wants his

son to represent something.

Uh huh, you have a nice place here.

Very nice! Open house.

Do you need any more money?

- No, thanks. Do you want a coffee?

No, no. Coffee doesn't agree with

me anymore.

Will you bring those two home?

- Yes, as soon as they awaken.

Er, were you also invited to the party?

- To which party?

Well, at her place.

"Party of the animals. "

The name says everything.

She does it every year.

Very strict duty to wear a mask.

All of her guests and ladies,

most of whom are from

the very best circles.

Are you going there? -No, it's too

risky for me. So, keep it up!

You know, news of the girls really

took a load off my mind.

And because of you, too.

Dad!

- Yes?

How would you like it if we

went to the party together?

We, together?

- Yes.

Are you serious?

- Of course.

Since we are both, so to speak,

"friends" of hers.

Well, very novel, don't you think?

Very novel, Dad. We can even disguise

ourselves so that no one recognizes us.

You know, I've always said, you need a

gal who can teach you how to have fun.

You're just a late bloomer.

A cool mask party.

- You? Go figure!

Where is it? -It isn't revealed

until the last minute. In some villa.

The joke is that no one recognizes

anyone else. -That could be really cool.

What does one go as?

And the houses fell to the ground.

And what becomes of her?

A garden of earthly delights.

And prayed to the money.

And prayed to the animal.

And victors died;

the animal doesn't mind that.

Do you know who invited me? -No.

- My devoted son, Hans.

That's not true. -Why not? You have

totally rebuilt him, inside and outside.

I'm very grateful to you for that.

You scared the hell out of me!

Blackbird, thrush, finch, and starling.

And all the rest of the birds.

How about that! The newest specialty of

the house. Twins! A delicacy!

Ahh, Dad!

- No!

Say that you aren't my daughter!

Say that you aren't!

Stop, Dad!

- Hans! The sonofabitch! Hans!

Whores, get off!

Are you looking for me?

Was this your production?

- Yes, very effective, don't you think?

Morality, morality, morality.

Scandal, scandal, scandal.

Morality, morality, morality.

Ash Wednesday, gentlemen.

Old sulphur smells new sulphur,

proliferating in the peoples'

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