Despair Page #4

- Hugenberg?

- No. Well...

they're all working together,

but Hugenberg...

he's too soft... too sophisticated.

Ginger cream... hmm?

An Easter novelty.

Very popular.

Chocolate men... like puppets.

Not the usual clumsy things.

Two Easters would put

a chocolate business back on its feet.

There's a lot of potential here, Hermann.

Let me sleep on it.

Tomorrow is another day.

Tomorrow is the same day

in my experience.

I'll call the hotel.

Look...

Is Hermann your first name

or your surname?

What you like:

Hermann Hermann Hermann

Hermann and hum?

My father was a German

speaking Russian from Ravel.

My mother was a Rothschild.

On their wedding day,

he gave her rubies.

Her dowry was her own weight...

in gold coins.

The investigation proved

them to be chocolate.

My father died of grief,

my mother of diabetes.

I inherited the balance

of the chocky-wocks...

and I have never looked back!

My wife is a Finkelberg.

And her dowry...

was her weight.

Most of my information...

comes from forged documents.

As is my fate.

When the war started,

I procured some papers

which stated that I was

a Blackshirt... fighting the Reds...

in the White Army.

But after Revolution,

I got out...

as a Caucasian...

fighting the Brownshirts...

in the Red Army.

All I really am...

is just a yellow belly

in a brown hat.

But I'm holding on for myself.

Mr. Hermann?

I have decided.

Keep your f***ing sheckles!

- Don't you see anything?

- What's up?

What's the idea?

Are you blind, or...?

You have my face.

If you say so, mister.

But the rich man never quite

resembles a poor man.

With a haircut and a shave,

we would be indistinguishable.

The price of a haircut and shave

would come in very handy.

Mister!

You got a match?

Couldn't you find... some work for me?

Hmm?

You know we are... we are strangers.

We have, as... as you might say, a...

a bond.

- You can see it?

- Yes.

We are as alike as... as two peas.

It's a freak of nature.

Will you turn sideways please?

Oh... excuse me... look this way.

I stand before me.

I'm all right for the summer.

I like travelling.

Picking up this and that.

But come the autumn...

The chromosomatic scale

is dotted to infinity,

- But nature's prone to doubles.

- It's amazing.

- About this job...

- Where will I find you?

This autumn I'm sure to be at the same

village where I worked last year,

near Hamburg.

- You could write to me at the post office.

- Oh? ...well...

- I'll write it down for you.

- Thank you.

Felix.

Weber.

Hamburg.

I hope your trip was successful, sir.

These are difficult times, Frau Schmidt.

Yes, Sir.

Did you hear that

Mr. Mller had resigned?

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