Traumulus Page #7
- Year:
- 1936
- 100 min
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what we can't clearly and exactly prove.
ruled out, Commissioner.
It's a real scandal. One can feel
sorry for old Zedtlitz.
I'm telling you, we have no idea
He's the most decent guy I've ever met!
-You're resting on the teat of the tyrant.
Zedtlitz the teacher's pet. -I couldn't
care less what you think of me.
But let me tell you one thing: whoever
speaks ill of Niemeyer in my presence
will get a pounding from me!
In front of him this morning, I felt
ashamed for all of us.
-What?!
Now, don't think that I want to
teach you guys morals.
But one thing I know for certain:
This carnival, of which I was the
ringleader, is at fault for everything
that has happened.
You call it a carnival?
-Yes, I call it a carnival!
There are worse things
it could be called.
If even a tenth of all this got out,
our headmaster would be finished.
Then we'll just get a new one!
Very easy.
Maerus, you have no idea how low
you just were.
I'm not going to put up with that.
Take it back right away!
Forget it, man. You know this bullshit.
-I won't retract anything.
I must sincerely ask you,
not only for silence,
but also that you moderate your
tone towards Zedtlitz.
Very true. After all, we aren't
a bunch of dumb boys.
Please obey my request to dissolve our
alliance immediately!
I'd like to have the floor.
-Well, what do you have to say?
Why should we care if Zedtlitz
screws stupid dames?
We do some, too. But of course, when
someone so idiotically gets up to it and
appears so publicly with his sweetheart
over in the Green Peacock,
then he endangers the whole shebang.
Very regrettable, but, forgive me,
Commissioner, I don't know under
which title the investigation against
Ms. Link should be directed.
Well, Schladebach of course. We'll get
the old rascal under the pimping statute.
Link as witness. Is it clear?
Yes, completely, Commissioner. Ms. Link
is over there, if you would like to...
No, for God's sake! Thank you.
Forget about it!
Particulars are your concern.
-At your command, Commissioner.
But, when the headmaster brings his
boys here later, that's my department.
Please call me then. Goodbye.
-Goodbye, Commissioner. Goodbye.
I'm making a categorical motion.
Firstly, to end the debate,
Zedtlitz's outrageous request.
He should face the consequences alone.
Who is for ending the debate?
-Everyone.
The debate is closed. Who is in favour
of the request to dissolve the alliance?
Who is against?
Herewith, I'm a vacating my
presidium and leaving the alliance.
You'd like to do that, eh?
So, you can make up with you dear
headmaster? You think it's that simple,
but we also have something to say...
-Another word from you!
What are you going to do?
I demand that Zedtlitz be banned from
our alliance with infamy.
Police!
-There you are.
Out the back!
Your headmaster will be especially
happy about you, Baron von Zedtlitz.
I don't belong to the alliance anymore.
-What?! You're altogether the worst!
March!
Hurry up, march!
Why I'm interrogating you is my business.
-Fine. Proceed with your impertinences.
You are in the police station!
-I can tell by your coarseness.
Tamaschke! Well, why are
you not writing?
I'm writing.
-OK, then. Write:
"In the investigation against
Schladebach, et al, by proxy..."
Do you have "by proxy"?
-Yes, I have "by proxy".
"...because of pimping." -Don't
worry, Mr. Tamaschke, just write it.
I know exactly whom I can turn to.
-"...appeared, subpoenaed anew..."
So you both want to lose your office.
That's fine with me.
But don't think that you can apologise to
me again then. You are sorely mistaken.
"The previously interrogated witness,
Lydia Link, actress, Protestant, single,
et cetera. As before.
The rest we'll leave for now.
So, Ms. Link, you live in one room at
Schladebach's bakery? -Two.
Two, please. Besides, Schladebach
is a pastry chef.
Mr. Tamaschke, please put on
the record, "pastry chef".
And you're sticking to your first
statement. Mr. von Zedtlitz said
goodbye to you at the front door.
Where else would Mr. von Zedtlitz have
said goodbye to me?
I am not a person, after all.
Tamaschke!
-I'm writing, I'm writing!
I certainly can't force you to
give a different statement.
But I'd like to once again
make you aware...
that the magistrate can demand
you be put under oath.
Yes, in fact, he will demand it.
And for perjury you'll get
10 years in jail.
So, perhaps you'll want to
consider your story again.
I have nothing to consider.
-OK, then.
The senior students! -They need
discipline! -Beat those brats' asses raw.
May I leave now? -No, no, stay, Miss.
You will know shortly why you are here.
Your bridegroom is just being delivered.
All of you come in.
-Hurry up! Come, get in position!
Well, how many are they?
-Twenty three.
23 students are here! -Is von Zedtlitz
among them? -Yes, Inspector!
Tell him to come in.
-Yes, sir!
My dear Inspector, Mr. von Zedtlitz
really isn't such a young man.
It's really highly embarrassing to me.
-You should have thought of that before.
Oh, you think Mr. von Zedtlitz will
contradict what I said.
We'll see about that.
Please come in.
Mr. von Zedtlitz, last night Constable
Patzkowski saw you and Ms. Link enter
the Schladebachian house around 1:30,
and he saw you leave shortly after 6:00.
Ms. Link claims you said goodbye
to her at the front door.
Which of the two statements can
you corroborate truthfully?
Why are you hesitating?
After you already attested to everything
I said in front of the headmaster.
That we had nothing, absolutely
nothing at all, between us.
Well...
...did you forget everything?
I'm sorry, Inspector. May I ask a
question on behalf of the headmaster?
Yes, of course.
Am I obliged to give a statement?
You have the right to refuse to give
a statement about facts that could
bring dishonour to you.
Then I will decline to give a statement.
-Phooey!
Tamaschke, get them to shut up
out there. -Yes, Inspector.
Please sign.
-I'm not signing.
I don't care! I decide what
happens to my student!
The headmaster!
-Seems so.
May I go now?
-As far as I'm concerned, yes.
And I? -You will wait here
until all students are gone.
Should I perhaps stay overnight?
I have had enough patience with you! If
you don't shut up I'll put you behind bars!
This is too much!
-How could you do something like this,
Inspector? My students don't belong in a
police station. You are encroaching on my
rights. -I regret it greatly, Headmaster,
but the Commissioner ordered it.
But if you absolutely insist, there are
no legal grounds to hold them.
So, set them free.
-At your command, Inspector.
Zedtlitz... you?
You, too?
Man, is this your room confinement?
This is how you repay me for treating
you like a respectable human being?!
And you? What are you doing here?
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