Wintertochter

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Come on, Katharina, you're doing great!

Keep going, come on!

Great, Katharina! 1:12:38.

Yours is 1:
14:10.

No, I'm sorry.

A little to the right.

Stop. Back up a little. That's it.

- I don't know,

maybe there was a mix-up at the lab.

Kattaka, Mrs. Graumann's picking you up.

- Why?

Yes, of course, I know...

But I was getting the Christmas tree

with Dad! - Sorry. Too much going on.

Knacke'll be there, too.

Excuse us, but...

- Coming!

Right, just once more.

Say "cheese"

as if it were the last time.

Ten euros.

It was five yesterday.

Joke! It's on the house.

Here I am, Sweetheart!

Kevin, indicate!

Where are we going, Mrs. Graumann?

- To the Russians on the shooting range.

You'll see.

Kattaka.

Come on!

Like my old man always says,

"A tree should look like you:

well-built and wide at the bottom. "

- You just wait, I'll show you!

Mercy!

See who finds the best tree!

WINTERIS DAUGHTER

Thank you. Bye, Mrs. Graumann.

Why didn't you get a tree?

- Me?

I don't need Christmas.

Say hello to your parents. - I will!

I win!

What kind of miserable wretch is that?

Even the Asians have better ones!

Kevin, here, you take her.

I'm going bonkers.

Mummy, Mummy!

- Leave me alone.

Play with Kevin.

- This'll be you soon.

Merry Christmas, Mate.

- You, too, Mate.

Thank you.

Here I am, Sweetheart!

That'll come in handy.

Indeed!

Kattaka!

I'll take one of all four of us.

I'll do it

with my new camera.

- Very well.

The self-timer is here...

- I know that!

Look, there's Mrs. Graumann.

She doesn't need Christmas,

she said yesterday.

Now get over there.

To Mum on the sofa.

Say "cheese"!

- As if it were the last time.

It's probably Knacke. I'll get it.

Hello, this is Father Christmas,

who's speaking?

Hello?

This is Alexei, who's speaking?

Father Christmas, I told you that.

What's Father Christmas' name?

Kattaka, or rather Katharina.

Like the great Tsarina.

Like who?

- The Russian empress.

Is Margarete in? Margarete Wiese?

Mum!

Here I am Sweetheart!

Szczecin? But... Since when?

My daughter, yes. No, listen...

You can't.

Because I won't have it. No!

Who was that?

Margarete?

Alexei.

It was Alexei.

He doesn't know about Kattaka.

That's the main thing.

We should have told her ages ago.

- We leave everything the way it is!

We have an agreement.

What did you tell him anyway?

- Nothing. Nothing at all.

Where did he get our number?

Why did he call here?

- Where he got our number?

It's in the book.

Every fool could find it.

What should you have told me? What?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

Come here.

- Margarete, please.

Mum?

It's like this...

What's wrong, Dad?

- Katharina...

Daniel isn't your real father.

What's that supposed to mean?

Why are you doing this?

- She has to be told sometime.

You know, when I met Daniel

you were already there.

But...

You were always

like my own child to me.

I fell in love with you both,

like a twin pack.

Leave me alone!

- Kattaka...

You know, he...

Alexei was a mechanic

in the Russian barracks.

I'd just turned 20.

He could fix anything. He fixed

my old bike. It's still running.

But when

the Russian soldiers left for good...

Alexei left, too.

Back to Vladivostok.

But you were there.

You know,

even if Daniel isn't your real father,

we three belong together.

You're still my daughter, you know?

Good night.

- Night.

I can't find

these petrol receipts anywhere.

Daniel, you can't be serious!

Here are some biscuits, too.

So where's he now? In Berlin?

No, in Szczecin.

Where's that?

Is it far away?

- Yes, Kattaka, it's in Poland.

He's a stranger.

Cool!

I could use one like this.

My old man got me a pirate ship.

He doesn't have a clue.

You do look a little Russian.

Every time I called Dad "Dad"

it just wasn't true.

What's he called anyway?

Alexei.

What does he do?

He works on a container ship.

- What? Really? So what is he?

Captain? Helmsman? Or ship's cook?

Maybe he's in Honolulu.

Or on Bikini Anatoll!

No, he's in Szczecin.

Szczecin? That's just round the corner!

- No, it's very far away, in Poland.

Rubbish! My dad bought his car there.

It's a two hour train ride up,

and a one and a half hour car ride back.

- You sure?

Yes, I was there!

We were caught speeding.

27 km/h too fast!

So you can imagine...

What's wrong?

Szczecin isn't far away at all!

You just don't want me to see him!

What? No!

It doesn't matter how far away it is.

You belong with us.

- Liars! - Kattaka!

Katharina!

Where are you going?

To Szczecin!

Come to your senses!

You can't just run away!

- You've been lying all these years!

To me and to my real father.

- I'm your real father!

You're my real daughter.

The baby's your real daughter. I'm not!

We could meet him in the summer

after the baby has arrived.

In the summer?

He works on a ship, remember?

Damn it, you win! We'll drive up

together in the morning, OK?

Yes, you're bound to find him!

Thank you for doing this, Mrs. Graumann.

- We'll be back by this evening.

Shouldn't I go with them? - There's

no point. You know what she's like.

It's the only thing I have of him.

And this?

Turn around and wave at them, now!

Do it!

Or we're not going.

Dear God!

A pretty lighter.

Where is Vladivostok?

Vladivostok? That's almost in China.

Why?

I hope we'll find him in Szczecin.

You drive very slowly.

Yes.

Well, it is an old banger.

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