am not.
And I want
to invite you to my place
for this ham.
Oh, my...
- And what about Gabi?
- Is Gabi here today?
Oh, my... Gabi!
Gabi, come here.
We're going
to Mr. Bolzen's place for dinner.
I'm waiting for you in the car.
That's great.
That's great, Gabi, right?
And now I'll play a different piece.
Dedication, by Schumann.
Okay, I'll play it now.
Such a wonderful evening we're having!
Right.
Gabi.
How I wish I could one day
do something
nice for you, Mr. Bolzen.
Then tell me my fortune.
Your fortune?
What would you like to know?
Well, let's say...
when will the war end?
It's already over.
Really?
In a sense, yes.
If we'd realized it sooner,
it would've been better for us all.
And don't you think so?
At any rate
I didn't say it to you.
I'd better play for you,
and you dance.
Haven't seen people dance for so long.
I'm ready.
I often ask myself
why you're so gentle
with Frau Zaurich?
She says that you
remind her of her elder son.
Maybe she
reminds you of your mother?
Then why?
It's just that out of all humans
living on earth
I like old people and kids
best of all.
I see. I don't belong
to either group.
No, Gabi.
03. 10. 1945
(09 hours 45 minutes)
Duty Doctor.
If she asks you to call
somewhere or send a note,
call me right away
at work, at home,
it doesn't matter, and any time.
And if she has any visitors,
call this number.
It's within 3 minutes from you.
And under any pretext
hold up this visitor.
Just under any.
Good morning, Frau Kien.
How are things? How's the little one?
Thank you.
He started to cry.
So I relaxed.
I was scared that since
I was shell-shocked, something
might be wrong with his voice.
But the doctors examined him,
and there's nothing wrong.
Thank God.
Poor kids.
So much suffering for babies
just entering this world,
this tough world.
- And I have news for you.
- Good one?
In our time all news is bad,
but for you, it's sooner
good than bad news.
Thank you very much,
I'll never forget your kindness.
That's OK.
Tell me, how's your head?
Better.
Anyway,
I don't feel so giddy
and I don't have those
exhaustive fits of sickness.
Those are the symptoms of concussion.
Right.
But for my mane,
the boy might've never been born.
This mane cushioned
the blow of that metal beam.
Come on, why a mane?
You have fabulous hair.
I admired it so much
during my first visitation.
Did you use
any special shampoos?
Yes, I did.
My uncle sent me from Sweden
Iranian henna and
first-class American shampoos.
By the way, about your uncle. Does
he have a telephone in Stockholm?
I really don't remember.
It seems, my husband didn't call there.
Our company will arrange
a telephone talk with your uncle
as soon as the doctors
permit you to get up.
Those Swedish neutrals roll in money,
and he's obliged to help you.
You'll let him hear
in the receiver how the baby is crying,
and he'll melt.
And now listen to this.
I arranged it
with the executives of our firm.
We'll make our first payment
one of these days, without double-
checking the sum of your insurance.
But on the condition you give us
the names of two collaterals.
Of who?
Of two people
who could guarantee...
I'm sorry, I'm just
a clerk, don't get mad at me.
Who could guarantee
your honesty.
Once again I beg you to understand me
correctly.
Who on earth can guarantee this?
Don't you have any friends?
Such friends?
I don't think so.
Okay, do you have any people you know?
People, who could
confirm that they knew your husband.
Know.
Is he alive?
Yes, he is.
Where is he then?
Has he been here?
No. He's in the hospital.
I believe that he's alive.
I searched for him.
- In all hospitals?
- Right.
And in military ones, too?
Why do you think he might be
in a military hospital?
He's a war invalid, an officer, isn't he?
He was unconscious, and he could be
taken to any military hospital.
Now I don't worry about you.
You're thinking quite