The Mortal Storm Page #6
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1940
- 100 min
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you something, Dear.
Close the window.
I shouldn't tell
you this, Freya,
not to tell a soul.
He's going to Vienna.
Mother.
the medical congress.
Then that means I can
go to Innsbruck.
I can see Martin.
Yes.
When?
Next week.
No. So soon?
Oh, Mother.
Oh, Darling.
There's your father now.
Oh, Lehman, I thought
it was Father.
Who is it, Dear?
It's Lehman.
Oh, Lehman!
Has anything happened?
That's father's coat,
has there been an accident?
No, no, miss. It's not that.
Then what is it?
Two gentlemen came, ma'am,
and asked for the Professor.
Yes?
I told them that he was
working on his experiments.
And then what happened?
They took him away.
Who took him away?
They, Frau Professor.
They arrested him?
I brought his
coat and rubbers.
I hope no harm
will come to him.
No one will help us.
They dare not.
But you're his superior,
you have a right to ask,
to know where he is and
why they've arrested him.
Believe me, Mrs. Roth,
I'd be doing you no service,
and it would be extremely
dangerous for me.
Your husband is
an eminent man,
but I have a family.
I must think of them.
But I'm sure your sons would have
greater influence with the Gestapo.
Professor Roth was apprehended
because he sustained
a theory antagonistic
to our most sacred ideals.
I'm not permitted to give you
any information regarding
his whereabouts,
and I suggest that you cease
pushing these tactless inquiries.
They only serve to call attention
to your undesirable connections.
Heil Hitler.
Heil Hitler.
Miss Roth.
Please forgive me
for bothering you.
Sit down, Miss Roth.
Thank you.
I suppose you know that my
father has been arrested.
Yes.
We don't even
know where he is,
whether he's dead or alive.
might be able to help us.
I regret that such inquiries
are not handled
by my department.
But I am told that they are
handled by your superior.
At least he knows
where my father is.
That's all we ask, is to find
out what's happened to him,
if we can possibly
be of any help.
to withhold information.
There's nothing I can do.
So you haven't forgiven me.
You misjudge me.
I'm concerned with
justice, not revenge.
Justice!
Fritz, you know my
father is a just...
please!
I told you this matter
was not my concern.
If you came in the hope
that I could be influenced
by my personal feelings...
I came because
I remembered you
as a generous and kind person,
because I'm not ashamed to ask a favor
of you because you once loved me.
You're my last hope.
Do this one thing for me,
and I promise not to
bother you again.
Fritz, please help me!
he loved you and
was proud of you.
Will you leave, please?
It was unfair of
you to come...
To take advantage of
an old friendship.
Freya...
What you ask is difficult
and dangerous,
but I'll find out
where your father is
and try to arrange for
your mother to see him.
Fritz.
I regret, Miss Roth, there's no
point in further discussion.
You're Emelia Roth? Come.
Wife of prisoner Roth?
Yes.
Emelia Roth.
The prisoner Roth is in
barracks 8, isn't he?
Yes, sir.
with the labor gang.
Yes, sir.
I'll permit you 5 minutes
with the prisoner.
You're to talk only
on family affairs.
What have you got there?
A few things
socks, shirts, some fruit.
Not permitted.
Go. Come.
Emily.
Oh, my dear!
They didn't tell me.
What a happy surprise.
Sit down.
Yeah.
Viktor...
You'll find me changed,
older, but I'm well.
Oh, Viktor, your hands.
No, please, my dear.
It distresses me.
We all must work, but
it does us no harm.
Emily, dear, we have
so little time.
Forgive me, Dear.
There's so many questions.
How... how are the children?
Well.
And Rudi, does he know?
No... no whispering!
We told him you
were on a trip.
Oh, I'm glad.
There's no need to
tell him, ever.
He shouldn't learn to hate.
They can't keep you here.
You've done nothing wrong.
Well, I'm afraid they don't
agree with you, my dear.
They think that your husband
is a very bad,
obstinate old man.
But they will release you...
Soon.
I don't think we should
be too certain of that.
You see, even if
they let me out,
for scientific truth.
Don't antagonize them, Viktor,
for my sake,
for the children.
Emily, it would be
unworthy of the love
that we have for each other for
me to be less than myself.
But I must hope.
Of course you must,
and you can help.
You can give me peace of mind.
You must take Freya and
Rudi out of the country.
And leave you here?
It's only for a little while.
Germany will find
freedom, belief in God...
you were told to talk only
about family matters.
Yes, to be sure.
You see, I'm a very
bad, obstinate old man.
I won't go without
you, Viktor.
Don't ask me, please.
I see you can be
stubborn, too.
While we're waiting, get
everything in readiness.
Yes, I'll do that. I'll...
time's up.
Already?
This way.
Oh, please, just
a few minutes more.
It's no use, my dear,
we must say good-bye.
I do very well.
I've made many friends.
You will be free soon?
Yes, I shall be free, my dear.
God bless you.
God keep you all.
This way.
What is the cube
of "a" plus "b,"
assuming that "a" equals
3 and "b" equals 4?
I've done that one.
What's the answer?
Right.
You can put your books away now.
You've done enough.
When are we going away?
The minute that
Father comes back.
But when is Father
coming back?
Soon, Rudi, I'm sure.
We may have news from
him any day now.
You always say that, Mother.
But you have to
have patience, Son.
I'm leaving now,
Frau Professor.
Here are your wages, Marta,
and your reference.
I've written that you've been
with us for 15 years,
were always
reliable and loyal.
I'm sorry to go, ma'am.
You've always treated me right,
but with my brother
in the post office,
working for the government,
as you might say,
it didn't seem right to stay,
especially with
the Professor...
we understand, Marta.
It's quite all right.
At Christmas when you
got all the presents,
you promised to stay
with us forever.
Is that so, Mr. sauce box?
Things have changed
since then.
have noticed that.
You owe me 20 phennigs for
the milk this morning.
My brother will be
calling for my trunk.
Good-bye.
Good-bye, Marta.
Otto, you're...
You have news of Father.
Mother...
He's not free, then?
Mother, be brave.
He is free...
At last.
Oh.
They killed my father.
He died of a heart attack.
Did you see him?
No.
They don't allow it.
They don't dare,
because they killed him.
These maniacs you
believe in killed him,
and you know it!
They killed my father!
Mother!
What's wrong?
We're going away now, Rudi.
This way, please.
I'll bet Martin will meet us.
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