El amigo aleman Page #3

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Don't be sad.

Congratulations.

Your school leaving diploma.

You are staying...

- I love you.

May I help?

- Yes, thanks.

More mail from Germany?

I don't know

where this will end.

She's getting

so rebellious.

Had to wait up on her

again last night.

Don't worry, Ida.

It's the age. It'll pass.

Dinner at the

"Globo", Saturday, as usual?

Yes, sure.

My God, Sulamit!

Get up, at last!

You can't be out till 5,

and then sleep through the day.

Who're you going out with?

Why don't you tell me anything?

You wouldn't want to know.

Are you sleeping with these men?

No, we play Dominos.

If your father knew!

- Leave me alone with my father.

And these are going in the rubbish.

No!

You don't understand anything!

I'm not staying, anyway.

You know what I want?

Write and study literature.

And I'm going to Germany.

What?

At least they can

pronounce my name there.

Germany?

- I got a scholarship.

All expenses paid.

Why didn't you say?

- Would you've let me?

Most certainly not.

These Germans,

are really paying for

the trip and everything?

They're not

"these Germans".

It's the DAAD, German

Academic Exchange Service.

You didn't give a thought to me.

You don't need me, you

found a replacement for dad, too.

Right.

He knows you're coming?

Yes.

Take this, you'll need it.

For the return

flight, should you get homesick.

Thanks.

I hardly recognised you.

You're ever more beautiful.

Is your mother hiding inside?

Wait just a second.

- Aren't we getting in?

I can't go along with you, now.

You take the bus.

There's this political meeting

I mustn't miss.

Take her to Westend,

she's not from here.

Hurry up!

- Coming.

I'm with you as soon as we finish.

Promise.

We're late.

- I know, hurry!

What's that ring?

I got married.

Just teasing...

Aunt Else gave it to me. It

belonged to my great aunt Sulamit.

I hardly attend my lectures.

I find Critical Theory disappointing.

I'm in an organisation

that supports Cuba,

and the freedom movements

in Latin America.

Stop, Friedrich.

Look at me.

Our president is such an idiot,

receives Che Guevara,

breaks off relations with Cuba

under military pressure,

and then gets

chased out by the military.

Sure we'll find a pizza place here?

- Yes, we're almost there.

I didn't even ask you

how you were.

Oh, so you thought of that?

Right, I'm fine.

My mind is somewhere else.

But I'm happy

to see you, honest!

I'd love to be like you, so...

Like... what...?

So sure of what to believe in,

so intransigent.

I just learned how to fit in.

Like all good Jews.

What do you mean?

My parents taught me,

what possibly

all Jews teach their children:

To survive anywhere, anytime,

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