The Deathmaker Page #3
- Year:
- 1995
- 110 min
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Do you know how many
there are on you?
Yes, a whole wagon full.
- What about the boy from Dusseldorf?
- He was from Kassel.
They were here last night.
- Who?
- His brother, I think.
We talked sensibly.
He said I was a handsome person.
You were discharged by the military
in 1902 with a pension.
- Why the pension?
- Because of my heart.
Not because you were
sick in the head?
- Are we back to that again?
- I have to.
I have an enlarged pericardium.
The MO told me I was a pretty boy.
I look like a beautiful apple.
But my heart's got a worm in it.
What were you doing in the
military hospital?
- They said I fainted during maneuvers.
- Don't you recall?
- No, they told me I keeled over.
- How long were you unconscious?
I don't remember. I was there for a long
time. About six months.
Then they sent me to Strasbourg,
then someone brought me to Bitsch.
I stayed in Bitsch for a long time and
helped Mariechen.
Who is Mariechen?
The cook! She used to say,
"Fritz, you have such beautiful eyes!"
We were close friends.
The sergeant was jealous. He thought
we were smooching. He threw me out.
- Did you sleep with her?
- Never! I washed dishes. The MO said,
"Don't worry, Fritz, go help Mariechen. "
Was he mad, the sergeant!
I had a good time there.
I write fast too,
but not that fast!
- Did you have fantasies?
- Fantasies? Never!
- Heard voices?
- No!
- Did you have cramps?
- Professor!
Were you sick at all?
They were all mad I was doing good
afterwards!
- In what way?
- I could take walks in the garden.
The sergeants always
wanted to harass me!
- Why?
- Kunze said I had no style!
What gave him that idea?
I told Franz, the MO,
and they moved me.
Were you thoroughly checked?
I undressed, he listened, and
patted me to make me dress again.
Didn't you calculate anything?
- He asked me about my sister.
- Not even 1 x 1?
- No.
- He didn't ask where the sun rises?
No. Just:
"How are you?"- He didn't ask about the 12 months?
- Only you have!
Do you want to tell me the truth?
Yes.
As sure as my mother's in her grave.
I always say that.
Aren't you exaggerating?
- I wasn't sick at all!
- Weren't you playing the fool?
Oh, please!
That's what I think:
you played the fool.
Your friends insist you know the names
of the 12 months!
- Lies!
- It's on record.
- Who said so?
- Hans did.
He also said you were a lot
more clever than you act.
I'm not that stupid.
- But you play the fool.
- No one ever told me that!
They used to say you're an idiot!
You shouldn't do that.
You're like my old man!
You're no idiot!
- I don't think so, either.
- But you played the idiot!
Oh, my God! No.
What more do you want to know?
You don't know Ebert,
but you used to curse him off.
- Leinert!
- No, Ebert!
No, Leinert is always making trouble.
You were a Social Democrat?
No, I don't vote.
And my sister doesn't, either.
I think you're making fun of us.
Stop coming.
I come here professionally.
Then quit. I mean,
it only takes a split second.
We'll stop now.
Listen, don't give me that!
I don't want to hear that when you
come back!
Because it's disgusting?
No, that's alright. But when I tell people
things they invent stuff.
Be reasonable. Let's be reasonable.
Look... I killed them off.
I really killed them off.
One more or less...
I'll be executed anyway.
- Many parents miss their sons.
- I can't say, there were so many.
Only yesterday Herr Ratz
showed me a picture of a cute boy.
I said,
"I would have killed him, too!"
- Aren't you ashamed, telling us that?
- Why? You asked me, now I'll tell you!
You're a disgrace to your family!
- I'm not married.
- What about your sisters?
My sisters? Really?
Your brothers are too ashamed
to be seen in public!
- Willy!
- I never met such swine.
- It's not disgusting.
- Isn't it a terrible sin?
I didn't mean to.
- We'll talk about that later.
- Yes, yes. I'm leaving tomorrow!
You're staying. I'll decide that!
You're not telling the truth!
- What else should I say?
- You're laughing at us!
- Why?
- There isn't a shred of decency in you!
They set you against me!
You're flaring up.
- You shouldn't do that.
- You...
- You were so happy the other day.
- You lied...
...while you were begging.
You stole, received, killed,
and together with Hans you sold the
dead boys' clothes!
I'm decent.
- You're not!
- Even you said so at first.
I didn't know the facts. Can a man who
killed 17 people be decent?
That many?
It can't have been just me.
There are more! 22 right thigh-bones
were found in the Leine!
Not all were mine!
- You gave people fat!
- What fat?
Human fat. It's been proven!
- You fried shrimps in it!
- You believe that?
You made bouillon, sausages,
brawn... No one ever made so much!
No.
There never was a mass murderer like
you!
No, there never was.
- Did you really enjoy doing it?
- One more or less...
Did you ever think of the parents?
- Those joy-boys!
- Are you any better?
- That's not true!
- I'm the finest man in Hanover!
Most certainly not!
The boys always said,
"Fritz, you're a good guy. "
A guy like you must be removed from
society.
- Then let them chop my head off!
- You'll hear that in court.
- Don't ever do that again!
- Don't make such a fuss!
Who's making a fuss here?
You can get dressed.
Will you be needing me?
That's for the Wassermann reaction.
Did you masturbate
when you were a boy?
Did you learn to at school?
Alfred Schmidt always put
his hand in my pocket.
A friend of yours?
No. He was so fat.
Did you have pals or friends?
No.
Why not?
Because...
I used to...
...sh*t my pants.
- Did you play with girls at the time?
- No!
- I meant ballgames and things.
- No.
I had to work. Other kids were allowed
to play, but not me!
My old man...
- Did you play with dolls?
- No.
I got one once,
but it was broken in no time.
Did you play at cooking?
My sister's friends did. I'd watch them
and they'd give me a share.
Did you do foolish things
with other boys at the NCO school?
No, never.
- On your own?
- No, we all slept together.
- You were on your own at times?
- Could be.
When did you first sleep with a girl?
With my fiance, with Erna.
- Was she younger than you?
- No.
We were the same age.
Where did she live?
In one of the houses
that belonged to my parents.
- Your parents didn't approve?
- No, her father was a worker.
She was a good girl.
If I had been married to her...
...it wouldn't have happened!
She would have kept an eye on me!
Do you remember the first time you
slept with her?
She cried. Like this.
Afterwards she was silent.
I always went up when her parents
were out.
Didn't they approve?
He was a machinist at Konig & Erhard's.
He loved his wife so much that he hung
himself when she died.
What happened to Erna?
- She got married.
- To whom?
My sister knows. I cried a lot at home
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