Krieger und die Kaiserin, Der (The Warrior and the Empress)

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Birkenhof Hospital, Psychiatric Ward

Ms. Sissi Schmidt

PRINCESS AND THE WARRIOR

- Good morning.

- Morning.

Do you feel it?

Those are goose bumps.

Your turn now.

Hey, Sissi!

You're here!

I have a letter for Otto.

And for you, too.

For me?

Come here.

Come over here and sit down.

Right there, Mr. Durr.

There's a seat.

How are you doing today?

Mr. Durr?

Did you get some sleep?

Want to take a walk?

- I want to get out of here!

- Later, Mr. Kramer.

- It's Mr. Durr's turn.

- First, an ECG...

for that guy.

A nice ECG, and that's it.

- Are you the doctor?

- Yes, sir!

He's full of sh*t!

Ms. Molke...

Why don't you get some fresh air?

Take a little walk?

With Sissi?

No!

I'll go.

Yes, well... me, too.

What're you doing?

Sports!

What kind of sport is that?

Flying.

But you aren't fying, are you?

I'm warming up.

- So when are you gonna fy?

- Real soon.

The army!

So you were a soldier?

You're on duty today.

Get changed back there.

You start at 2:
30.

Hey, wait a second!

I need the papers!

""When we live...

we live in the name of the Lord.

When we die, we die in His name.

So in living or in dying,

we are one with the Lord.''

We bid farewell

to Ms. Marianne Radtke.

Earth to earth.

Ashes to ashes.

Dust to dust.

Hey, Riemer!

What the hell!

Why were you crying?

- Can't help it.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- That's the way it is.

- Oh yeah?

Then get changed and piss off!.

We don't need anybody like...

Well?

Didn't work out.

It was a good job.

I wish I could've kept it.

Hey, no problem.

Soon we won't have to worry anymore.

Come on.

I was at the land registry.

These are the plans from 1965.

It was an industrial complex

with lots of basement levels.

Look how far down it went.

Now look at this.

See?

I sit right above it.

Right here's my desk.

So what?

Are we still going there or not?

It's from Meike, isn't it?

- Huh?

- The letter.

I haven't heard from her for ages.

Aren't you going to open it?

Sure, later.

F***ing sh*t!

A**holes! Jack-offs!

You asslickers

are always kissing your own ass!

Okay, bye!

Asslickers!

Kiss my ass!

I'm gonna jack you guys off!.

- Good night.

- Sissi! Come on.

- No, I'm too tired right now.

- Come on!

Don't be so shy.

- Stop it.

- Sissi, you're my girl.

Come on, Sissi. Don't be that way.

Please, Sissi...

Come on!

Okay.

But be quiet.

Everybody's asleep now.

Sissi, could you take

my late shift tomorrow?

- Sure.

- Thanks.

- Are you going now?

- Yes, I'm tired.

I'll go with you.

- Why don't you guys finish up here?

- Great!

Oh, come on!

Good night.

You still haven't read it?

What patience!

Good night.

Dear Sissi,

I'm writing to you now

because something has happened.

My mother died.

It's not so bad. She was quite old,

and I hadn't seen her for a long time.

But now she's left me something.

No idea what it is.

I can't go all the way back

just for that.

You're the only person

I can confide in.

You only have to go to the bank

and showthese papers.

I can hear the ocean outside,

just like in your shell.

Only louder.

Your shell always made us feel

like going to the ocean. Remember?

And now I'm here.

Yours, Meike.

Dear Meike,

I wanted to go

to your bank right away,

but...

then...

Are you nuts?

At first, I wasn't afraid at all.

I couldn't feel anything.

But then...

Then suddenly...

...there was silence.

Actually, I always liked silence.

But not this silence.

Something was missing.

My... breath.

Help!

Bodo! What's going on?

Later!

Hey, don't try anything yourself.

Wait for the ambulance.

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