Siebente Kontinent, Der Page #2
- Year:
- 1989
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This summer, he took a cruise
in Scandinavia,
and it did him a lot of good.
He asks me to give you his best.
Tonight, Mr. Breitenfels,
Georg's executive director,
is coming to dinner
in reciprocity for
the dinner party
he gave us a couple of weeks ago,
where Georg's new role
was more or less made official.
They say he's a gourmet.
So I'll have to do my culinary best
to impress him.
To which end, mother,
will be vital.
Please wish me luck...
I just stopped by to pick up
my personal things.
They're... they're not here.
Why?
They were...
I had them set aside.
You see,
I didn't want to mess up
your personal things
while I worked.
I understand.
And where did you have them...
put?
With Human Resources.
I see...
Thank you.
- Right.
- Are you better now?
- Pardon?
Oh right. Yes, of course.
Of course.
- I'm glad to hear it.
- Yes.
You must have overlooked this.
I'm sorry to have disturbed you.
Not at all.
Good day.
Hello.
I hope the rain won't prevent you
from coming.
His wife has a cold.
He's coming alone.
You think it's a pretext?
He was very nice.
What's going on over there?
An accident. Probably.
Part III
And be careful driving.
There's a lot of traffic today,
the radio said.
Yes, Mom.
Thanks again for everything.
- Go on, go.
- Be well, my dear Eva!
- 'Bye.
- Give me a kiss.
Give nana a kiss.
- Okay, take care.
- Goodbye, mother.
- See you soon, Eva darling.
- See you.
Goodbye, Mom.
And write once in a while.
At least you, Anna.
I know there's no point
in reminding my son.
Yes, mother.
She didn't feed them
yesterday or today.
Mrs. Gebhardt didn't feed the fish!
We'll let her go.
Tomorrow.
Eva! Come and eat!
Would you like something to eat?
Thanks!
Thank you. That's enough.
- You're going to wash up?
- Yes, Mom.
Dear Jesus, let me be a good girl
so I can go to heaven.
Good. Goodnight, sweetheart.
Will you leave the light on a bit?
No, you must sleep.
It was a long trip. Goodnight.
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
'Night.
We'll have to cancel
the newspaper subscription.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Here you are,
receiving a prompt letter
even though you always accuse me
of not writing and
of not staying in touch.
Today, one day after
our visit,
I have resigned from work.
My boss was shocked
as you must also be,
but he said that I must
have better prospects
and that you should never hold back
someone who wants to move on.
He's right...
You must be wondering
why I didn't mention anything
during our visit.
But don't you agree that
such discussions
would have only spoiled
our good time?
When you've made a decision,
you must stick to it.
That's what
you've always said, Dad.
And we've made our decision.
We've decided to set sail,
because except for you,
nothing else is holding us here.
Even before our visit,
Anna had settled
with her brother all necessary details
to turn the business over to him.
Is this for a wedding?
- No, no. Just like that.
- You have guests.
No.
What's the matter, Eva?
You have a bug?
I'm so itchy.
Let me see.
There's nothing.
Yes, there is.
You're all red from scratching.
- But it's tickling me.
- Sit down and stop scratching.
This is the last time.
You're well now.
Thank you.
Here's my medical note.
Thank you.
Is that all?
Yes.
It comes to
478,000.60 schilling.
But I can't add any interest
because of the 5-year waiting period.
It doesn't matter.
Why do you need this money so soon?
Perhaps a loan
would have been more advantageous?
You could borrow
against your account.
We're leaving the country.
For Australia.
Yes, hello.
Yes, thank you.
I'll hold.
Yes, hello.
This is Anna Schober.
Eva can't come to school today.
She must have caught a cold while skiing
She has a fever of almost 40 degrees.
What do they want?
They brought food.
There's only our little Eva left...
and we wondered for a long time
if we'd take her with us
or if it was better
to leave her with you.
As you can imagine, Mom,
and certainly you too, dear Dad,
both heartache and headaches
because even though we're sure
of what's best for us,
it's something else entirely
to decide the fate
of the one we love above all else.
Perhaps you'll remember last Easter,
when we all heard
that cantata at your church.
It said:
"I rejoice at the thought of death."
And Evi said afterwards:
"Me too"...
and you were so scared.
a lot since then
and I know that death
doesn't scare Evi at all.
Now that we've decided
to take her with us,
we've talked about it again with her
and it was both
beautiful and sad
to realize
how easy it was for her
to agree to stay with us.
I think that, remembering
the life we led,
it is easy
to accept the idea of an end.
I beg you, don't be sad
don't blame yourselves
and don't take it as
any kind of criticism:
What I'm telling you
is a simple observation
that has nothing to do with you.
With all my love,
Your son Georg.
I think we'll only manage
to do it this way.
You'd better put on
some nice shoes, princess.
And be careful
not to hurt yourself.
Sure.
No.
No, let go of me!
Let me go!
Calm down!
Stop it!
I'm sorry.
Yes?
This is the phone repair service.
We were called about your telephone.
People can't reach you.
You must have badly
hung up the receiver.
Yes, that's correct.
I didn't want to be reached.
- You know that's forbidden.
- No.
We're required to cut off
your phone service.
I see.
That's not necessary.
I'll hang up the phone.
May I see your phone?
No!
Goodbye.
Can I still watch TV in the bedroom?
This is so bitter.
Dear Jesus, let me be a good girl
so I can go to heaven.
January 17, 1989.
Subsequent to a request
from the wife's worried brother,
the door of the apartment
was knocked down.
On February 20, the family was buried.
In spite of the letter
left for the parents,
they refused to believe
it was a suicide
against Parties Unknown.
The police investigation following up
on this suspicion
was without results.
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