The Marriage of Maria Braun Page #4

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You'll soon feel it.

You'll help deliver it, won't you?

Promise me.

I can't, Maria.

I'm too old to live,

and too scared to die.

It scares me the way you talk.

Nonsense.

Let's just say I'm quitting.

I'm going to stay with my daughter

in the Black Forest.

My hands shake too much.

Not for me...

or my little boy.

I'll come to you when it's time.

Dear little Maria.

Yes, I'll come to you...

and you'll help me give birth to him.

It will be a boy, won't it?

The chances aren't bad.

Really?

About fifty-fifty.

You don't take me seriously.

Oh, yes, I do.

Do you have a father for your boy?

Can you have a baby without one?

The father's black,

and my son will be called Hermann.

- I'm not sick. I'm pregnant.

- Pregnant.

- You can also say "expecting."

- That's nice.

I'm expecting.

Mom.

Grandpa Berger.

Nobody home.

- We're alone at last.

Are you expecting?

Yes.

I'm expecting, too.

I'll speak German with him.

And you?

English.

Then he can decide

whether to marry

a German or American girl.

American girls are ugly.

German men are ugly.

I know only one American man

who's handsome.

I know only one German girl

who's beautiful.

- And strong.

- And rich.

And brave.

And brave.

And tender.

And tender.

Guess who I mean.

Me?

Hermann?

Look, Bill.

It's Hermann.

So, you met the deceased

in the Moonlight Bar?

Would you tell us more about this bar?

It's a bar like any other.

Wouldn't you say that

this was a very special bar?

A bar exclusively for members

of American occupation forces?

Of course. It was always off-limits.

Germans are not allowed in.

Exactly. Germans have

no business being in this bar.

Except for the hostesses

who work there.

Would that be a fair description

of your profession?

And that in this role

you attached yourself to the deceased...

and allowed yourself

to be kept by him?

While your husband

was a Russian prisoner of war,

you, for low, egotistical reasons

started an affair with a man...

with a man who could pay for your favors

with chocolate and silk stockings.

I was very fond of him.

You seem to have a big heart.

No.

You needn't look it up.

You wouldn't understand

the difference anyway.

I was fond of Bill...

and I love my husband.

That is really a very fine difference.

You can stop questioning her.

It was I who killed that negro.

The baby will be ours.

We'll explain it all to him later.

Later is a long time.

What are you going to do till then?

I'll wait for you.

You're a young

and beautiful woman.

I'm your wife.

And how do you intend to live?

I've never learned anything.

I must learn to work first.

Then I'll get work.

We'll begin our life

when we're together again.

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