Mother Kusters Goes to Heaven Page #4

She doesn't work here. She's away a lot.

Corinna's a singer, you know.

A singer? That's interesting!

I'll take you to the airport.

At 12:
00, you said? I can manage that.

Well, thanks. I'll just get ready.

Mom!

My name's Niemeyer. I'm a reporter.

Corinna Coren.

Can I drive you back to town?

I'm reporting on your father's case.

Did his death come as a great shock

to you?

Yes. It took me completely by surprise.

I'm on tour right now, you know.

Yes. It's terrible.

We reporters are said to be

a hard-boiled bunch...

but it's not true.

These things really touch us to the quick.

There were so many people

in the apartment.

The papers are probably full of it.

It's a good thing I haven't read them yet.

They're bound to say

nasty things about your father.

And he was such a good man.

Say he was a good man!

Yes, Mom, he was a good man.

I'll do my utmost

to report as objectively as possible.

I promise you...

I'll do all I can.

That's good. Thanks.

I told you what my husband

was really like.

Yes.

May I invite you to lunch?

You must be hungry.

Yes, I am.

Pretty hungry.

It'll be easier to talk, too.

And there's a lot

I'd like to find out from you.

You can find out everything,

everything you want to know.

Thanks a lot.

But I have so much to do.

Later, Mother, later.

What I'm most interested in,

Miss Coren, is your childhood.

My childhood?

I never had a proper childhood.

We were very badly off.

We had nothing in those days.

But, dear, we always looked after you.

Yes, Mom, sure.

But compared to nowadays!

How could you have afforded it?

You...

left home at an early age?

What do you call early?

After high school. I wanted to study.

And your father wasn't supportive?

He couldn't see why a girl should study.

Ernst wasn't interested, and that left me.

But he never put obstacles

in your way, Corinna.

You were free to do what you wanted.

Dad didn't like students, Mother.

You know that as well as I do.

You never really studied anyway.

Yes. Things turned out differently.

I became a singer.

So your mother told me.

How did that come about?

It was fate.

I just sing.

And I write my own lyrics, too.

Really?

Yes.

- Excuse me a moment.

- Certainly.

Don't be offended by her.

She's always been a bit strange.

Not at all. I'm not offended.

On the contrary!

I'd like to speak to the editor

working on the factory murder case.

I'm the daughter.

My name's Coren.

Corinna Coren, that's my stage name.

My real name is Ksters.

Yes, I'm a singer.

I'm sure you've heard of my record.

It was a big hit:

"Men? Who Cares About Them?"

Yes, of course

I'm willing to talk to you. With pleasure.

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