
The Song of Songs
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- 1933
- 90 min
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(0.00 / 0 votes)Wind's from the south.
Gonna rain.
Tonight, maybe.
Don't you worry.
I'll take care
of your father's grave.
Train's coming soon.
I was in Berlin once.
Thirty years ago.
Big place.
No end to it.
Well, Lily...
and obey your aunt.
She's all you got.
Yes, she's the last.
Well, then...
goodbye.
Thank you, Miss.
Are you Lily?
Yes, Tante Rasmussen.
Did you have to arrive
in the middle of the night?
The train doesn't leave
until 7:
00 in the evening.Huh. Well, haven't you got a kiss
for your old aunt?
There, there, there,
there, there, there, there, now.
Let's have a look at you.
I'd forgotten people wore clothes
like that.
- What have you got there?
- My things.
Well, bring 'em here.
I'm going to give you
my daughters' room-
My ungrateful,
unnatural daughters...
who deserted
their old mother.
But I tore them
out of my heart.
I've torn them out
by the roots.
And all my love
shall be for you.
Not as my niece, no.
As my own child.
Yes, Tante Rasmussen.
Why, what's this?
- A Bible?
- It was his.
Is that all your scamp
of a father left you, a Bible?
He wasn't a scamp.
He was a good man.
I don't know
what he was good for.
Leaving you a charge
on your old aunt.
However, he taught you to read.
That's something.
Maybe you'll be of some use
about the shop after all.
My father was a good man.
Every night I read to him
from this Bible.
The Lamentations of Job,
no doubt.
No. The Song of Solomon.
He loved it best.
I don't remember
the Song of Solomon...
but knowing your father,
I imagine there was something dirty in it.
The Song of Songs
is beautiful.
That's more than I can say
for your get-up.
- He was a good man.
- All right, all right.
He was a good man.
Take that black pancake
off your head...
and climb out
of that shroud.
See if these
will fit you.
They belonged to Anna.
- Have you had your supper?
- I'm not hungry, thanks.
Good. Then you might
as well go to bed.
And in the morning I'll start
teaching you about the books.
I'll lock up tonight,
but after this you'll do it.
Yes, Tante Rasmussen.
We open the shop at 6:00
and breakfast is at 7:00.
And you'll have a good home here
if you behave.
But you might as well understand
right now I'll tolerate no nonsense.
No, Tante Rasmussen.
Mercy! How many
What, another?
I've never seen a girl
unpeel herself like an onion before.
This is the last.
A figure like that will get you
into trouble if you're not careful.
You'll bear watching.
Go to bed.
Goodnight.
My precious brother.
Isn't it like him?
Dies and leaves me
his daughter...
with nine petticoats
and a Bible.
Does he leave any money?
Not a pfennig.
A daughter and a Bible.
Always was a restless,
good-for-nothing, no-account chap.
"By night on my bed...
"I sought him...
"whom my soul loveth.
"I sought him,
but I found him not.
"I will rise now...
"and go about the city.
"In the streets
and in the broad ways...
"I will seek him
whom my soul loveth.
I will seek him
whom my soul loveth."
- Are you looking for a book, sir?
- What?
I said, are you
looking for a book?
Well, I'll tell you.
When a man goes into a book shop...
he's usually
looking for a book.
Of course, he might be looking
for the fountain of youth...
but I don't think
you sell that.
I meant, is there some special book
you're looking for?
Ha!
There is nothing special.
Everything is just the same
as everything else.
Well, I'm afraid
I can't help you.
No. No, I'm afraid
you can't.
Oh!
No. No, no!
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