"Certain things are too difficult to understand for adults.
Only children understand them.'' Jean Diaz.
You know that Elizabeth will leave next year? It's going to be a drama.
There will be another one from the third course.
- I thought you wanted to marry her? - I can't, I'm still too young...
- Age doesn't matter. - What a fool you are, Dad.
You could ask her grandmother for her hand.
You're in love with her, right?
- Hey, are you in love with her? - With whom? Elizabeth.
- Yes I am. - I was right! You should marry her,
then you can have children. - Really?
- Oh no, a child can't be father of another child.
Too bad. I'd love to have children!
And she? Does she love you too? - Yes.
How do you know? - We've kissed each other.
Where? - At school.
No. Where did you put the kiss? - In the mouth.
In the mouth? That's indeed formidable. In or on the mouth?
ln the mouth! - Really? Right in the mouth? In here!
OK then ...
Salt! I desperately need salt!
Shit! - Don't say these filthy words, Dad!
So, she loves you. Yes? She loves you like nobody else, right?
Are you sure? How many guys does she kiss? That's the first thing you must ask her.
She kisses one boy only, and that's me!
Are you sure? Do you observe her? Yes. - Yes.
By an investigator? - You're stupid, Dad!
How do you know it then? - My buddies have observed her.
Oh, your buddies. Exactly them you shouldn't ask. It could be possible
that they conceal something so you don't know the truth.
Anyway, she always plays with them. I don't really know why.
Oh no! She even plays with them! If I were you, David,
I'd be very careful. I'd visit her and tell her:
''Whom do you love now in real? The others or me?
You need to make a decision!'' And she'll answer:
''But David, don't get so excited!'' But I do get exited! It pisses me off,
that you play with these guys!'' Then she'll know that you love her.
And she'll say to you:''But David! You're the greatest of all!''
And believe me: If you stay at her side, Elizabeth will love you, too.
And why did Mom leave us? - Hmm? Why did Mom leave us?
Are you ready, my samurai? You'll be late for school.
Ready?
When was it built? - No idea, but it's pretty old.
Are there debts on the house? - I don't know, Patrick.
You're a broker, right? Frankly, I've never seen such a house.
You'll be amazed when you see it.
It's completely isolated, but has direct view on the beach.
Just as Magritte had it. -Whom?
Well, forget it.
It is a magical place. David will like it.
Magical places are nothing for me. I just find them creepy.
Speaking of David: Don't you go to Catherine's birthday?
l got no invitation. - Do it for David. She's his mother.
He isn't invited either. In addition, we're going on holidays.
l think I've found a financier for your movie.
l don't like your sponsors. - A rich frozen food manufacturer.
l'm not going to sell, Patrick.
So, who is it?
Exactly over there.
Seeking new partners.
Desired gender? Male? Female?
Male.
More precisely:
This time, strong.
Astrologer, banker, librarian, fire worker, pilot, boatman,
porter, hearing aid technician jeweller, biscuit maker, press attaché,
lawyer, insurance agent, cleaner, cylinder sander...
Anything new in this program?
Positive. To celebrate the new program artistic professions were saved.
Oh yes.
A creative person. An artist.
l adore the muses. I need the list...
of the five most famous art characters and their biographies.
"The Weeping Death'' by Jean Diaz.
All information about Jean Diaz needed.
Don't worry, David. Your Dad will come.
He's never been late. - Maybe he was stopped.
Want to wait for him inside? - Ho, there he is!
Have a nice holiday, David! - Thanks, for you also!
Come on, David, hurry up! Oh man, that takes time.
Here! - Come on, jump in, hurry up.
So!
Finally it's time again. Holiday! - Huh
l had to wait so long. - I know. I had a lot of work.
Before you'd never been late.
Yes, you're right, David. I'll catch up again.
Now, guess where we go? Just look back.
Oh.
That's a real casting rod! Great! And who owns it? - Well, you.
Me all alone? - Yes. And now you feed me, OK?
We can start driving? - Where? To the seaside.
Or do you want to fish in the living room? - To the seaside?
Yes. I bought a house. - Great!
Mom hasn't time until middle of July. - That's huge!
Come on, fasten your seat belt.
Screw on the steering system of Jean Diaz' car is loose.
Impossible. This man isn't on the agenda.
Then we'll put Jean Diaz on the agenda.
Command accepted.
How's your story going? - What? What story?
Well, your animated film! - Ah.
Today I've written a nice scene. It plays on the beach.
On a beach filled with garbage. For example, there are tractors,
trucks and just a pile of shit. - A pile of what?
Oh. A pile of filth and garbage.
And... in this universe by the sea...
Watch out. In this universe by the sea, you find the two heroes of my story:
Him and her. Two young people in love.
They look happy. They don't care about the mess around them...
because they love each other. Then a bird flies by, a dove.
It comes from the city and is dusty. You see the lovers in embrace,
and the dove that flies and flies... - Attention, Papa!
Come with your glasses! Don't push, it's enough for everybody.
Here, it's better than perfume. - Cheers!
Be careful, that's crystal glasses. -Catherine , a good year...
and happy birthday. - Cheers!
Do you get it down? Is it fine enough? Delicious. I love champagne.
... Temperatures between 23' and 28' - That's what I learned from my ex-husband.
l never switch on before the dessert. - Speaking of dessert: Where is it?
Dessert! Dessert! Dessert! - Coming! Don't get nervous.
Yesterday I saw a TV commercial, which was great. Simply superb!
Wait, I only said two sentences...
I'm doing great, and now I drink! I'm doing great.
Don't laugh please!
And now the most important message of today for our viewers:
This afternoon, Jean Diaz had a serious traffic accident.
Jean! - He was on vacation with his son.
No! No! - David was more lucky than his father,
and according to the doctors, he has no internal injuries,
as we learned earlier. - My David!
He can thank the fact that he put on the seatbelt.
The police report is formally, not as if Jean Diaz had written it.
More than 10 years ago he had disappointedly stopped writing and filmmaking.
He was, as he called it then, starting an artistic strike.
But it is known, that he was working on a new project.
An animated film with the title: ''The blood that should be...
an outcry in distress'' with the main topic: Violence!
Papa!
Catherine, wait! - His wife! - Let me through!
No, that's not possible! Sorry! - But these are my son and my husband!
Back!
7th Floor.
l am a friend of Monsieur Diaz. - We can't let everybody pass through!
36,5' - Reduce dose. Dredge anesthesia.
Is discharged.
Heart rate and blood pressure normal. - Stay with him until he wakes up.
Everything OK? Yes. He should over the hump now.
I think so too. - Great work! And now It's my turn!
Sudden drop in blood pressure.
The blood pressure goes down! - Defibrillation! Make everything ready.
l'm ready. - Fast.
How does it look? - Good. Blood pressure is normal again.
The ventilator is switched off shortly.
No, wait a Moment. - Turn off the electricity!
What's happening? - Crap.
Damn, where's the emergency power? - Just a Moment. - Thank God!
Heavy bleeding... - The pump is ready.
Breakdown in the emergency unit! - Breath in! I can...
Command accepted. - OK, I clamp off.
The end is near.
What happened? - The unit is defective.
How's the blood pressure? - 60/30. The patient is completely blue.
Pulse races. - We won't make it.
Cardiac arrest. - Do you feel anything?
No! - Now?
No. - Nothing to be done.
No. No.
Stand up!
You look exactly like the one I've created in my film.
l appear for those who have created a picture of me.
What happened to my son? - Don't worry. He isn't dead
Have you caused the accident? Why?
It was for your best, only to your advantage.
You know, I've met you and I know everything about you.
l know your preferences, your opinion, your passions, your struggles.
I liked very much the film you called "The Weeping Death''.
l actually watched it 7 times.
l think that it comes very close to what I experience every day.
You know that. And you know also that I didn't choose this work.
And that you are partly responsible that I intervene.
You people! I don't force anyone to kill each other.
l only balance the number of people.
Well, I provoked the accident for your best.
Thus we have the opportunity to meet again!
For I can be much more useful than you can imagine.
Be useful? But I'm dead. - Death and life...
are exactly so similar to each other like we both.
What would you think about death, if he gave you the opportunity
to save your own kind?
You don't answer. You were much more talkative
while you worked with your project. When you were planning, only...
through the power of the film to stop all violence. As you said:
''If my pictures could stop the disasters of the world for just one second...
perhaps it would end the flow of blood. ''
What have you done out of these words?
Have you given up your search? Don't you want to realize that movie?
Of course I want. - Well. Then it must happen now!
But how? - Don't worry about it.
Devote yourself entirely to your work.
No, I won't do that. Jean Diaz doesn't make a pact with death,
he only fights him. And best by saying no.
If you say no? You should learn that your lovely little boy...
at this Moment is in a coma. - David? In a coma?
But you did say, that... - I only said that he's not dead.
And that's true. But now his life hangs on a tiny thread.
It depends on the coin. Arms or tails?
Life or death? You decide!
Save him, I'll do anything for it. - You'll make a movie for me.
Yes, but you have to save my son. - Well, that sounds reasonable.
Let's seal with a handshake.
Cardiac activity resumed. Severe heart rhythm disturbances.
He tries to breathe. We take off the oxygen supply.
He succeeds alone. He breathes.
I take your hand as a pledge for the word that you gave me.
My little darling, you're alive. I'm so glad that you survived.
Hello, David, is everything okay?
l'm coming immediately, I just have to take off the mask.
All the best! Here's another gift. - Did you sleep well?
Won't you talk to me now?
Should I make some food? It's already past 1 o'clock.
David, from now on, I claim that you answer me.
Say either yes or no! Do you want to eat something?
No. - Speak up, I can't hear you!
No!
What do you mean: No? - No. So you won't eat anything?
No. - As you wish. The fridge is full.
If you want something, take it. You shall not wear that jacket.
l beg you, let me cook something. It would give me pleasure.
Be so kind. - Won't you come along?
Are you just in a bad mood or do you want revenge on me?
Don't you think I'm punished enough already?
You are angry with me, because Dad is gone.
l appreciated your father very much. You should be aware that I love you.
What happened between your father and me,
was a stupid thing. A huge stupidity.
And I know it was my fault.
There are things you don't understand. You're still a little too young.
Honestly: Today I wouldn't leave you anymore,
because I know now that I wouldn't be able to prevent the disaster.
But you must understand that we both are a family now.
So please do me a favor. Give me a chance.
Mom, I must tell you something.
You can talk to me about everything. - But promise me
that you don't repeat it. - I promise you, my treasure.
Papa isn't dead, Mama. He's caught... somewhere!
"The Blood'' or ''The Testament an Old Fool.''
I dedicate this film to my son David and his descendants.
Patrick!
l'm glad that you could come. I need to talk to you.
I ordered that for you.
Okay. What happened? - It's about David.
He worries me. I don't know what to do.
He says weird things the make me shudder.
l thought, you know how he is. - No, it's not that.
Since I'm home, it gets better. I think so at least.
David is convinced that Jean isn't dead.
But he believes that he's got caught and jailed by a beggar,
who cut of his hand also. - A beggar?
Well. What's next? So... - So what?
What am I supposed to say? - I... I don't know. Nothing.
Nothing at all? I can't leave him believing this!
Why not? Jean also believed in totally absurd stories.
Think for example of the transition. Has he never told you of this fiction?
No. - Well, that was a big thing.
Lately he only talked about it.
He was convinced that there's a kind of transition between...
life and death. Or the death and life.
This beggar represents the transition. That fits.
But let David believe it. Maybe he can comfort himself this way.
Then he has something he can hold on.
A loud shot was heard in the empty circus tent.
But then there was silence again. It was the same silence
which prevailed in the circus, since no spectators came anymore.
No longer could he stand the unemployment, the old clown.
Society has killed him,
as he killed himself in the show night after night.
David?
I really like this. Why don't you showing me anything...
of your work? Don't you trust me?
I find that very disappointing. Really!
No thanks, I never drink.
Do you think I don't know what you're doing?
The blood shed by the people runs from their wounds...
like from an inexhaustible source. Jean Diaz, a genius, a freak!
How can you know everything? - Nothing's ever hidden.
Have you actually never wondered what's behind these bars?
Well...
There are eyes.
Eyes that watch you constantly.
What eyes? - Cameras. You can tell me everything!
They spy on me?
What do you want? I have no imagination. So I use yours.
Because I have a strong intention to give your ideas life on Earth.
On Earth? - Yes! I will scene by scene apply...
everything you create here. And people will repent,
that they didn't listen to you. - They haven't understood anything!
l want to create awareness, not a program of destruction!
That's your interpretation. Everyone has the freedom to
interpret your movies himself. My version satisfies me completely!
I have to thank you for rescuing me from this drudgery,
that I had to do for centuries. After all, the one who sets up the thesis
''No more earth!'', for him there's also no more dead people, and who says:
"No more dead people'' for him there's no death anymore!
No!
Message from Commander Chartes from Galaxy 30-2-2-9...
Prepare everything!
Mom, come quick!
Mom, hurry up! Come to the door!
What is it? - He's out there!
Who's there? - The beggar who cut off Dad's hand!
No, Mom, don't let him in! He came to get me!
Leave him out there, Mom! I beg you!
It takes forever for you to open. Should I catch my death?
Can I... may I come in? - Yes, of course, Patrick. Sorry.
It was the same shade, Mom! Definitely!
David!
Well, Patrick, what can we do for you? - I wanted to see how you're doing.
Excuse me, I'm going to dress. - Of course.
David take care of Patrick please. - Hello!
Hello! Well, how are you, my friend? - Good.
What are you watching? - A science-fiction movie.
Do you believe in flying saucers? - Of course! Don't you?
Oh well. I don't know...
You nibble again! You shouldn't eat such sweet stuff!
Sweets are bad for your teeth. - But I'm going to lose them anyway.
And what's after your baby teeth? - Then I can think about.
Of course. You're absolutely right.
You know, your father must have guessed lately that ..
Your father has asked me to to give you something, if he...
Well, how can I say? If he'd be forced to go away.
He wanted me to... that I only give it to you and nobody else.
It's fortunate that your Mom isn't here now. She may not know anything.
Well, all I know is...
that it's a videotape. He didn't want to say more about it,
and I know nothing. Here, it's yours.
But don't lose it. It was very important for Jean.
Do you think that Dad is in heaven now? - But of course he's in heaven.
Your Dad was a very nice person. - I don' t know if it's true.
Then he wouldn't have left me alone. - But David, you're not alone.
We're still here. Huh?
If he's not in heaven... Where is he then, in your opinion?
l think I know where he is. I saw him in the hospital.
He's with the old beggar. - The beggar?
Yes! And he also cut off his hand. Mom doesn't believe me.
I know, that she doesn't believe me. - No, you must not say that.
It's not true that she doesn't believe you.
Well, how can I explain this to you? Do you know, what your father always said?
When it came to things which science and logic...
wouldn't accept, these stories that sound a bit crazy...
Then he said: "Certain things are too difficult
to understand for adults. Only children understand them.''
And with your story of the beggar it may be the same. Huh?
You can't expect from your Mom nor from me,
that we understand something, which is too high for us.
And looks your beggar?
He has a huge, black coat, which is completely torn.
And such a thing on the head, that you have on when it's raining outside.
Sort of like your coat, but his head you can't recognize.
His hands are very strange. He has a scythe, like a gardener,
which is quite sharp. He has cut off Dad's hand with it.
Perfectly. He's back at work.
Hello to you, David. You aren't afraid, right?
Once I said to you: ''Should I not be here anymore,
I'm still with you anyway.'' Do you remember?
You see, I'm here. I can talk with you.
Are you weeping now? A samurai never weeps.
We're both samurai, aren't we?
Wipe your nose! Not with the sleeves, take a handkerchief.
There you are, much better!
l love you! I love you like 50000 video cassettes...
and like 10 million decals for the album. That's a lot, huh?
It's never much when you love.
I've decided to make this cassette for you, because I know
that I must leave soon.
l didn't want to leave anything at the notary. Even though he's an old gentleman,
who can answer all your questions. I prefer to tell you directly.
He'd never understood anyway. He'd just had declared me insane.
Do you remember the script, I worked with,
while you were in school? Everything I know about life...
and all that I leave you, is written there. Please read it.
But probably you've already been sleuthing around on the attic.
And now listen carefully: You had to watch a lot about me...
on television. You know, people are always wise afterwards.
The only truth is, that I all my life constantly...
was looking for a way to help people to
live without violence and in peace. And when I say violence,
I mean not only the one which occurs in the many wars.
I mean the daily violence, which happens everywhere all the time.
You know what happens when you throw candy wrappers on the street.
You might think it's not so serious. But if you look at the city's garbage dump,
you wonder where these mountains of garbage come from.
And then you remember the candy wrappers, which are so very small,
and we understand nothing. With the violence in life, it's the same.
You don't notice the damage until it overwhelming huge.
The worst thing about it is that there are many people today who
know the municipal garbage dump, but continue to throw their candy wrappers.
Because they stop thinking of the garbage, once it is burned.
And just as quick they forget also the images of war and torture.
Or the many ugly news they watch on TV everyday.
That's why I've written down everything. So you don't forget.
Where I go now, I'll never be able to make a film out of it.
Therefore, I ask you to do it, once you're grown up.
Store it carefully, it's the testament of a fool.
Oh...one more thing, David.
Don't be angry on your Mom. She loves you.
You must take good care of her. I will watch over you,
from where I go.
If you think of me as hard as I do of you, then it is safe
that we'll meet again, David. Please have no fear.
You only need to trust me. I love you.
l love you.
Daddy...
Ah!
That's how your movie ends. In a deluge of blood.
That's an excellent idea.
What? Is he still in his editing room?
Whom is he making fun of?
He's a villain, this man.
Man! No!
He has found the transition! It can't be true!
A balloon for the little guy? - Would you like a balloon, my dear?
Could I get 3? - Of course. I'll take 3 red ones.
Why? Take different colors! - No.
Ah, he knows what he wants. - Oh yes, monsieur, you can say that.
How much do you get? - 6 francs, my beauty.
Thank you. Cheers, my friend.
You know, Mom, I love you very much. - Oh, I also love you so much.
Catherine's and David Diaz' separation.
Command accepted.
Oh, a ghost train. Can we go? - No, I'm afraid.
Please, do it for me! - All right! Oh, thank you.
You're the best mother in the world.
Give me the balloons!
Does it go like this? - Of course! Sit quietly, OK?
Are you scared when you ride ghost train? - No, I don't hope so.
David!
Great!
David! - Mom, that's the man!
David! Answer me, my darling! What happened?
David?
Monsieur!
Stop the ghost train immediately! - Madame, don't worry!
You must stop it! My son was sitting right in front of me.
Just before the exit in the last curve he wasn't there anymore. Help me!
If you don't stop the train, he might be run over.
Turn the system off! Do something! Turn off the system,
otherwise David is run over!
In your place I would return.
Your son is in danger. Man!
If you're not on my side to protect him,
it can easily happen an accident. - Don't you touch my son!
Otherwise I've to kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!
l kill you! I'll kill you, if something happens to my son.
If you don't want that something is happening to him, then turn back!
David.
Oh, that's pathetic! Excuse me if I...
disturb your lovely date, Man!
But I must show you something, that will certainly interest you.
Come up!
Come in and be welcome.
Come over here! I'll guide you around and show you my kingdom.
This is my control room, the place from which I monitor everything.
l have continuous monitoring, thanks to the excellent machinery.
The fruits of science. When I first started,
I just had this old scythe. Today my weapon is...
a complete video information system. But I've kept the scythe,
as a souvenir.
These monitors receive pictures from around the world.
Just as I please I can provoke conflicts everywhere.
l can intervene in major developments on your planet...
and with my weapons I can exactly balance the death and birth rates.
No! -Why no? You don't have thew ability to balance.
You are only the performer! - The performer? What do you think then,
who decided your death? - Someone who also decided that life.
Only I am responsible for your death. Nobody has given me an order.
l have caused your accident! - But the time wasn't ripe.
No! I'm the one who decides! - You'll never decide anything more!
Nothing that concerns me! Me and my son should actually...
be on vacation. You can't take my life, you aren't my death!
You have no power over me! - Do you really believe that?
Well, have a look at the power I have!
Do you remember your project, that was so dear to you?
Your will, as you called it. I have completed it for you.
Watch carefully!
David! What have you done to him?
I know you.
You're the two guys from Dad's film. Tell me where he is! Daddy!
David... David...
David...
Please don't hurt him, the blood will destroy him otherwise.
l'll do anything you ask.
l beg you!
l don't need you anymore, man! From now on, everything takes its course!
Time has come. The end of the world is here.
The earth destroys itself. Just like in your cartoon.
You've broken the pact. You may not hurt David.
l take back my word! - No!
Ah!
David...
David!
David.
Attention!
No!
No! You have no right to do it!
Command accepted.
What are you planning, man?
l will save my son. And you won't stop me!
Program for the destruction of earth deleted.
No!
No! No!
Dad, don't leave me alone. Please don't leave me alone.
David!
Order...
to eliminate Jean Diaz.
Impossible. Jean Diaz isn't on any list.
David!
Dad, where are you?
Answer me!
The destruction of the earth...
is to be started again.
Impossible due to force majeure. The main circuits are interrupted!
No!
David!
Daddy!
No!
If you think of me as hard as I do of you, then it is safe
that we meet again, David.
Subs: A Huge Animal From The North