In the Morning at Seven the World is Still in Order
Good morning!
Brumm, brumm...
Go to hell!
I'm a knight and you're my warhorse. - I'm no warhorse,
I'm an old man and want to be left in peace, damn it!
Get out! - Should I make breakfast already?
If you make it slowly, for my sake!
It'll be done in an instant! - No! Take your time!
Brumm! Brumm!
Aunt Marigold, are you awake yet?
Should I make breakfast already?
If you speak so softly, I can't understand you.
Good morning! - Good morning!
Shall I help you correct something? - Don't get my notebooks all mixed up!
What are you reading? - A book. Leave the notebooks alone!
What is the book? - You wouldn't understand it anyway.
But I'd like to know. -''Psychopathology of everyday life''.
Are you smarter now? - Are there pictures in it?
No! - May I get in your bed?
Can't one have a bit of peace on Sunday in this crazy family?
Go to Becky!
Morning Gaylord! - Aunt Rose didn't want me around, she's reading a book.
What kind of book? - About Psycho-loco-loco ...
Something about a locomotive. - Oh, good God.
And this on Sunday at 7 o'clock. She's crazy.
I'd also rather be in bed with you, you smell so good!
Gaylord! - I'm getting up now.
But little lamb, it's so nice in bed.
I must wake up Mom now.
Morning, Mom! - Good morning!
Where is Daddy then?
In the attic.
Did he sleep there? - Yes.
Why? - Because he thinks it's fun.
What is it? What do you want?
Why do you sleep up here?
Can't I sleep where I want? - It's rather cold up here.
Yes, bitterly cold! - With Mom downstairs in bed, it's nice and warm.
I'm glad to hear.
Gaylord, please!
Papa?
Papa didn't sleep with Mom today.
Shut up, Gaylord! Eat your egg. - What did he say?
Jocelyn didn't sleep with his wife today.
How stupid of him. - My egg stinks.
Where did he sleep? - In the attic.
It must get terribly cold there. Why didn't you come to me?
You should be ashamed. In front of the child! - Oh, what have I said?
My egg smells terrible. - Yes, it's bad.
Why did Jocelyn sleep in the attic?
Probably May cast him out.
That's not true! If this goes too far, then I'll leave.
Oh no, my dear, I kicked you out.
Please. If you mind.
Enjoy your meal.
Well, a jolly Sunday.
Papa, may I disturb you? - You've already done that with your question.
What is it then?
I'm expecting a visitor. I invited someone to dinner.
Who is it then? Do I know her? - It's a Mr. Roberts.
A man? Congratulations!
What did she say? - That she has invited a fellow to dinner.
Oh, Peter is coming, how nice! That's a nice boy.
But Marigold! Peter is actually Becky's friend!
Do you have a lover now too, Rose? - He's not my lover.
Bob is a colleague of mine. He teaches in the upper classes.
We're both interested in psychology. We're friends, but ...
... without any silliness. - Sex isn't silliness.
In any case, it plays no role for us. - Too bad, it would be good for you.
Rose on the path of love. It's about time.
Come on, hurry up, you need to feed Abdullah.
I only wanted to let you know that so that you're not surprised.
Oh you!
What next?
Again he hasn't eaten his apple.
Breakfast, Abdullah.
Bessy! Water! Bessy!
Bessy!
Hi Gaylord. - Hi Willy.
Is that fun? - Hmm. What are you doing here?
I've been waiting for you. Come with me. - Where to?
You'll soon see.
I have to go home now. - I want to show you something nice.
Another time, Willy. I have to go home.
Mama, I'll give you a light.
Well, I can certainly light it myself.
The fog is growing thicker.
I bet Aunt Rose's lover isn't coming.
Brrr!
If he can't find his way here then he can't drive home anymore.
Then he'll sleep with ... - Gaylord!
Stop it, your father is looking! - You're always afraid of him like a little boy.
I bet he drove into a tree. Peng!
Gaylord, stop that!
Are you still hungry?
Either he doesn't want to come or he has had an accident.
Or both. - Gaylord, go to bed now.
I wanted to to say hello to Aunt Rose's visitor.
Say ''Good night'', it's gotten too late. Come on. - Good night.
Good night, my boy.
Good night. - Good night.
If the fog gets any thicker, you can't drive home either.
Then you'll sleep with ...
Stop it at last with choosing who sleeps with whom and go away!
Won't you give me a kiss good night, Gaylord? - Good night.
Then he'll sleep in the attic with Dad, I'd say.
So, now disappear, okay? - Okay, good night.
Good night, Granpy. Good night!
Why didn't we eat properly today?
Were we waiting on something?
One of your many admirers is already honking for you!
Yes, I've heard. Bye!
Gaylord? Gaylord? - I'm almost ready, Mom.
Come on, hurry up! You'll be late for school.
Oh Mom, I have the speed of a jet bomber. Brumm, brumm ...
Rose! You can go with us, we still have room in the car. - Thanks, it's not necessary.
Bye! - Bye!
Hi Rose. - Good morning, Bob. - Good morning.
Wasn't that unlucky with the fog yesterday? - Yes.
Hopefully you didn't wait for me. - God forbid, no.
It would have been unwise in such a fog.
Yes. In such weather one can't even chase a dog down the street,
let alone ... Good morning!
Maybe it will work out next Sunday. - Oh, yes. Perhaps.
If you provide better weather. - I'll strive to do so.
Bob? - Yes?
I was so disappointed that you didn't come yesterday.
- Oh, once again I must jump on the treadmill.
So, next Sunday then. - Yes, if nothing interferes.
"Trespassing in the stone quarry prohibited"
Promise that you won't betray this. - I promise you.
Great Indian word of honor.
What is that?
A paperweight.
What do you do with it? - Watch.
Let me take a look.
Give it to me!
I bet that you'd betray someone. - Of course not.
You'll tell someone about it and they'll take it away from me.
I certainly won't do that. - I'll kill you if you do!
Well, what have you done again? - Nothing at all.
You've needed that for a long while. - What for?
Nothing to do. Put up the bag. - I've been in school.
I mean, what you did afterwards. - Then I went home.
But you must have gone very slowly. - I was on foot.
Gaylord, have you spoken to Willy? - Brumm, brumm ...
Gaylord, I would like to know if you've spoken with Willy. - Not directly.
So, what exactly then?
He said: "Good day, Gaylord". And I said "Good day, Willy".
And then? - Brumm ...
Gaylord, leave the scooter alone! I would like to know what happened then.
Then I went home. - Directly home?
Almost.
Gaylord! - Yes, Mom?
Gaylord, you should not speak to Willy. I'm very serious about this.
But why not, Mom? - I don't know.
I really don't know. I simply have the feeling it wouldn't be good.
Just because he has a screw loose somewhere?
One doesn't mention such things.
But yes, I believe, that's the reason.
You must promise me. - Promise what, Mom?
You won't meet with Willy any more. - Very well, Mom. I promise.
Gaylord! - Great Indian word of honor!
We're eating soon, hurry up! - The teacher always says:
"A good thing for good reason, a fart is not an arrow."
You shouldn't use such words.
The teacher always says that too.
He met with Willy again. But he had to promise me...
not to do it again. - Do you have it in writing?
If he has promised, then he can be trusted.
That Willy is certainly harmless. - I don't know that.
When I look into things, I get goose bumps.
So ... - Are we set for Sunday?
I see. Oh, right. Honestly, I still don't know exactly ...
Please, make it happen, Bob. - Well, I'll try. So, about eight?
Goodbye, Doctor. - Can't you come to tea?
You know, it's still light and you would find it easily.
All right, until tea then. - Yes. Goodbye.
See you then. Goodbye.
Slowly, girl, slowly. Don't trip over yourself!
Good evening, Bob. - Good evening.
It's nice that you're here. Excuse me, we've already started eating.
I've come late so I've brought no flowers. - Give me your coat.
And your hat too. So, come in.
Dad, this is Bob. I mean, Mr. Roberts.
We weren't expecting you. Didn't you want to come to tea?
I'm sorry I didn't make it.
Scoot together a bit, pull up a chair.
This is my sister, Marigold, my son, Jocelyn,
May, my daughter-in-law, Becky, Rose's sister
and this young man's name is Peter. He also has a last name,
but I can't remember it. Sit down.
Thank you. - Here you are.
Yes ... Yes, what do you mean by this? Shouldn't Rose be next to the man ...
Next time, next time - Yes, yes.
Would you like one piece or two? - If you're asking... two.
Please. - Here you are.
Would you like potatoes? - Yes, thanks very much.
Gaylord, why are you not in bed?
I just wanted to see Aunt Rose's lover.
Oh, dear God ...
Mr. Roberts is not Aunt Rose's lover, he's an acquaintance of hers.
Aren't you Aunt Rose's lover? - I'm not aware of such an obligation.
Good day. - So, go to bed Gaylord, quickly!
Good night!
Why aren't you eating? Don't you like our food?
I have no silverware. - Excuse me, Bob, I ...
What do you do for a profession, Mr. Roberts? - I'm a teacher.
Phooey, damn!
My father does not think much of teachers.
I believe teaching is a wonderful profession. - Thank you very much.
That job isn't overly stressful and one gets a quarter year of holidays.
Papa, you're once again being openly rude. - Am I?
Did you bring the wine? - Yes, and gladly. I'll get it.
Come, young man, sit with me.
I have nothing against you, only against your profession. - Oh well, thank you.
I assume you smoke cigarettes? - What do you take me for?
I'm not suicidal. Cigars are nice. - At last, a sensible young man.
Well, Rose, what do you want to drink?
Do you know what Gaylord wants for his birthday? - No, what?
A paperweight. - A what?
A paperweight. - Good heavens, what for?
I don't know. You know him.
As far as I'm concerned, he can have his paperweight.
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday, dear Gaylord!
Happy birthday to you!
Congratulations! my sugar doll!
I wish you all the best!
How big he has grown.
Soon you'll be as big as Uncle Ben!
Can I now? - Yes, you can. It's finally your birthday.
Here, the big one is from me.
And the colorful one here is from Uncle Ben.
Well, unwrap it at once. - Now leave the boy alone.
Yes, quite right, let's eat breakfast. Go, go, go, go.
What is he doing? - I don't know. Take a look.
Could I please have the bread?
What the hell is wrong? What did you do?
One asks what one wants for a birthday, then one gets something completely different.
Why? What is the matter? - There was no paperweight there.
Of course it was there. I wrapped it for you myself.
But I didn't seen anything. - And what is the deer?
No idea. - The deer is a paperweight.
No, that is a deer. - Of course it's a deer.
But you said it's a paperweight.
That's a paperweight in the shape of a deer.
A deer is a deer. - Yes. But this deer is a paperweight.
What shall I do with it? - Weight down your letters.
I don't have any letters. - So, come down for breakfast!
I'd rather stay upstairs. - Don't be silly.
It's your birthday. - I don't want a birthday.
Aunt Bea and Uncle again Ben always come for my birthday,
and Aunt Bea always kisses me. - And you don't like it?
No, not such wet kisses. - Well, come on now.
Oh, Bob, I've been looking forward to you. Why is it impossible for you?
How? Oh, it doesn't matter, you can bring your friend along.
No, that's not trouble at all. No.
So, he's coming, right?
Not "maybe", definitely!
Good, so then, 'til later.
Yes, I'm looking forward to you, Bob. Goodbye.
What did you get as a gift? - Not much. A deer.
A deer? What's that then? - A type of horse with branches on its head.
Where is it? You've hidden it! - I did not. Willy, I wouldn't do that!
Believe me, Willy, it must have been someone else.
Aah!
Let go! Let go of me! Let go! - I'll kill you!
I'll tell my brothers! - I wasn't the one!
They'll soon show you!
So you're here?
Why don't you play with your gifts?
Gaylord! What did you do?
Is it because you don't like the paperweight?
If you don't want to tell me ...
You have very dirty shoes! Where were you?
Where was I? - Yes, where were you.
I was in the yard.
Gaylord, you are quite sure you have nothing to tell me?
Alright.
Put your other shoes on and come down, we're eating soon.
This is for Mr. ... What exactly is your name?
Grebbie. Stan Grebbie. But please just call me Stan.
Thank you. Oh, but that is far too much. - Why? Do you have a bad gall bladder?
No, but I mean, you haven't planned on me being here.
That you would have had to plan on earlier.
You must get used to father's banter. He doesn't mean it that way.
I think we should start, it's getting cold.
Bon appetit. - Bon appetit.
Thank you. - Thank you.
Why isn't Abdullah in his pen?
Because he's lying here in this bowl.
Oh, I shouldn't had said that.
Well, it's too late now, I'm sorry. - Whether he's already in heaven?
Animals don't go to heaven, sugardoll.
Where do they go then? - In here. Eat, my sugardoll.
I never got such a good birthday roast as a child.
Yes, one could see that you were hungry today.
Why do we actually not eat human flesh?
If we didn't have so many sheep and cows, perhaps we would.
It's always a question of supply and demand.
People who've tried human flesh say it isn't very good.
Rather bland and tough.
It probably depends on the cooking. If one prepares it with love ...
Please! Stop it.
I bet the fingers are pretty damn gristly.
It depends on how much meat is on them. - Jocelyn, you ruin my appetite.
If would be okay all ground up. Then you could eat the gristly parts too.
What could you do? - Eat the gristly parts too!
Mine is very soft!
So, Gaylord, what do you want to play? You can choose.
A writing game, Gaylord, that's fun!
He should decide, it's his birthday. So, Gaylord?
Hiding in the dark. - Yes, that's a good game. - Okay.
No, no, no. I won't do that.
What won't she do with you? - In the dark.
In the dark?
I'm counting to 20
No, let's play "The postman is coming". I've not played that for so long.
Is that the one with the kisses at the door? - Yes, that's it.
I'll need paper to write down the numbers. How many do we have?
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ...
Poor birthday boy. But you know, the clever ones play along.
I'll begin, okay?
What number? - Seven.
Number seven.
Seven! Who has seven?
I do. Seven. - The young man has cheated.
I have cheated. For your benefit.
What number is missing, the gentleman's? - Number four, please.
Number four. - Yes.
Sorry that I cheated you. I simply couldn't help succumb to
this sweet person. - That I can understand.
You insist on a kiss? He's all yours. - I can make sure of that.
What number should I give you? - I don't care. Any one.
Number three, please.
Who has number three? - I do.
Well, go on. Outside is a man who wants to kiss you.
I think she frightens you.
Look!
You don't need to be afraid.
We don't need to play strictly by the rules.
I don't want to be discourteous, but I also think we are ...
I think I'm really too old for such games. So, if I may...
Poor Mr. Grebbie.
You won't soon forget this terrible Sunday.
No, quite the contrary. I want to thank you for all of your kindness.
I think you are a wonderful person.
That was the nicest compliment that anyone has given me.
Yes? - Hmm.
That was the truth.
What is it, Mr. Grebbie?
May I possibly kiss you, Miss Rose?
Thank you.
Number two. - That's I.
Is that a stupid game. - Certainly for you, my poor little lamb.
Number nine. - Number nine, please!
Yes, that's I! - Poor man!
Well, my sugar doll. Come on! - No! Don't, Auntie! Don't, Auntie!
You're cheeky, you're shameless! Are you crazy?
Cockchafer, your father is at war, your mother is in Pomerania.
Pomerania is burned to the ground.
So, goodbye.
Until next Sunday. - Until next Sunday. Ciao.
Goodbye. - Bye.
Here you are.
Don't I get a kiss? - No, you've already had one.
You are stingy. - Frugal.
Come back soon. - You can count on that.
Bye. - Bye.
So, kids, it's time. Goodbye, Rose. - Bye.
Thanks a lot. Until tomorrow then. Are you coming, Stan?
Yes, I ... haven't said my thanks. It was a beautiful day.
I'm glad that you liked it. If you're in our neighborhood again,
then you absolutely must come by. - Yes, certainly.
I am glad that I've met you. That is, you and your whole family.
Bye. - Bye.
Stan, are you coming? - Yes, I'm coming.
Hi, Willy.
Well, you dirty little pig. Why have you stolen Willy's thing?
I've done no such thing. - You give it back again.
It's to be back where it was in a week, otherwise ...
What then? - I'll make you pay!
I'll tell my father. - I'll make him pay too. Come on.
Rose! What are you doing here?
Sorry, Bob, but the train isn't running.
Why not? - Something about a dam collapse.
I already went to the hotel, but everything there is booked.
But you can't stay with me. - I know.
I just thought, perhaps ...
Come in for the time being. - Okay, yes.
Take off the wet clothes, I'll make you some tea. - Yes.
To warm you up. - Thank you.
You look pretty today. - Really?
I think we have no other choice. You'll stay here tonight.
I'll sleep here on the sofa and give you my bed.
No, I can't accept that.
Really not. - It's the least I can do.
I know, but I can't nevertheless.
I don't like the bright light. Perhaps you do?
Comfortable? - Yes.
You look especially lovely. A little music?
Oh, damn it.
Sorry.
Hi Bob. Is my sister here?
Becky! What a surprise. Go on in.
Just what I figured. The train isn't running and where could she beg to stay?
Come on, get dressed. Peter is downstairs, he'll drive us home.
Cherry ...
Ah! Or would you perhaps rather stay here?
No, I'm coming! - I wouldn't push my luck.
How did you come up with the idea? - Do not be silly, Becky.
Bye. - Bye.
Thank you.
Ciao.
Gaylord has measles. - What?
The kind without spots. - Without spots? What does that mean?
It means he doesn't want to go to school, because he's afraid of something.
Oh. - But I've not been able to figure out why.
Then he must see that he gets himself ready.
Well, I could accompany him into town. Maybe I'd discover something.
I'll simply say,
that I must take care of something. - Yes, do that, Jocelyn.
Come on, hurry up. You must get to school. - I still have time.
Oh, that's stupid. I've run out of tobacco.
Would you perhaps be so kind as to allow me to accompany you into town?
Oh, fine! I need to quickly use the loo. - You mean "toilet".
What now? Where do you want to go? - I need to swing by town for some tobacco.
I still have a full pack that I can give you. - All right, thanks.
Why is Jocelyn putting his coat on?
He wants to buy tobacco. Mine isn't good enough for him.
You want to leave us, Jocelyn? - No. I'll go quickly to get tobacco.
Are you leaving us? - Hurry up, Gaylord!
Farewell. All the best to you.
My God, you all are acting as if I wanted to emigrate to America.
I'm only going into town for tobacco!
If it can wait til this evening, I bring some home for you.
No, I need it now! - My God, I just wanted to be only helpful.
Come on at last.
If you want, you can buy it. - That's not yours, it belongs to Willy.
Now it belongs to me. - That's not true, you stole it!
Found it. - If you give it to me, you'll get something from me tomorrow.
You won't get it. You said I stole it.
I won't sell it at all.
Gaylord!
Yes?
What are you doing there? - I'm getting something.
What then? That's not your seat.
This here. - Is that yours?
No.
Why did you take it then?
Put it back, okay?
Grandpa? This is Miss Mastron.
Hello. I'm Gaylord's teacher. - It's a pleasure.
I ... I came out here, to talk with Gaylord's parents.
I'm sorry, they're in town and are returning this evening.
How stupid. - Could you talk with me ...?
No. No, I must talk directly to the parents.
Grandpa, Miss Mastron caught me stealing.
Please come in, Miss Mastron. - Thanks.
Is what Gaylord said true? - Yes.
I returned unexpectedly to the classroom and watched
as he removed an object from David Snow's school bag.
That was surely just a dumb boyish prank.
I don't think so.
What sort of thing was this then? - A paperweight.
One of these colorful glass marbles. - Have you reported it to the school authorities yet?
I had to.
But I have the feeling that there's an explanation for this story
Something or other. And so I wanted to speak with the parents first.
Nice of you. Very nice.
I wish you could do so.
Gaylord isn't a boy who steals.
Can one ever foresee how a person behaves in certain circumstances?
No. But I can't believe that he's a thief.
Thank you for your understanding. Thank you.
Goodbye.
Grandfather? - What do you want? To talk?
Or do you want to speak about this confounded paperweight?
About the paperweight.
Will I go to jail now?
No, you won't go to jail. Don't raise your hopes.
I don't want to discuss this matter with you anymore. This concerns your parents.
I don't want to interfere in such a serious case, it would be improper.
I understand, Grandfather.
I'm sorry that you've been implicated in these matters.
Good night, you two. - Good night. - Good night, Papa.
I'm not asleep.
So, Gaylord, time to sort things out.
Why have you stolen the paperweight?
It belongs to Willy. - So, it's about Willy!
And how did it get in your possession? - It was stolen from Willy.
And he thought I did it, but it wasn't I.
And Bert said, he'd make me pay.
Yes, but ... But then you stole it.
Yes, but from David Snow.
I told him he should sell it to me, but he wouldn't.
So I just took it. So Bert won't make me pay.
Gaylord, you promised me you wouldn't meet with Willy anymore.
But it was only that one time. - Wait a minute now.
What does it mean Bert wants to make you pay?
He wants to do me in with his knife. He held it against me here.
Gaylord, are you totally sure that you haven't imagined this whole thing?
Mom, he did it. Here.
Yes, so ...
We believe you, Gaylord. I will write the teacher a note.
Am I now going to school in a police car?
I don't think so. People will say: "Doesn't the boy have a father?"
He can certainly protect him. - He'll wants to make you pay too, Daddy.
So?
Well, then ...
Then sleep well. - There are two of us.
Exactly.
Good night.
Night.
Such a disgrace!
A older guy goes after such a small boy with a knife.
Oh, Jocelyn ... He could have killed him.
When I think of it, everything the poor boy went through
and we didn't help him.
You must go to Willy's mother immediately.
Hello.
My name is ... - I know who you are, Mr. Pentecost.
I've already heard about you on the radio.
Yes, really? - Do you think up everything that you write about?
Yes, of course. - You must have lived through all sorts of things.
Mrs. Foggerty, you have a son, Bert.
Yes, he's sitting over there.
My young son says that Bert has threatened him with a knife.
Hey, Bert!
Did you threaten Mr. Pentecost's son with a knife?
Answer me!
No. - Well, you've heard it.
But my son says that he did. And of course I believe my son.
As I do mine.
Your son accused Gaylord of having stolen a paperweight from Willy.
Then he put a knife to his throat and said what would happen to him
if he didn't return it. - Well, good, then its his word against his.
Her son may be lying as well as mine, right? - He could, but he isn't.
Mine isn't either. He went to a reformatory.
Just ask Willy. Where's Willy? He was there!
Oh, my goodness, Willy ... He understands nothing of what you want from him.
Mr. Pentecost, do you have nothing better to do than to disturb a poor widow
who must raise three grown boys and a simpleton as well?
Have you made Bert pay?
Yes. Yes, pretty much.
Gaylord ...
Gaylord, you must promise me something. - Something difficult?
No, no. It's really simple. Come on.
You're no longer allowed alone on the street. Understand?
What about going to school? - Then I'll go with you.
Or Mom or someone else.
So, promise?
Promised. Great Indian word of honor.
Here you are. - Thank you.
Come in! - Go!
Well come in! In you go!
Jump on in! The foot too. So!
Get a move on!
Just you wait!
What is it? Be quiet!
Enough! Enough! Enough!
Stop it May. It's still too early!
Please! I want to sleep!
You're really too silly for your age.
It's only seven clock in the morning on Sunday. I'm still sleeping.
Catch me!
Just you wait. I'll get you yet!
So, now I have you!
Mom!
What did Rose say? - Nothing, she sang.
Sang? I didn't know that Rose can sing.
She can't at all.
May, I won't be there at dinner today. Bob picks me up.
We want to picnic somewhere. - I'd like that, Rose.
I already feared you'd be apart. - No, no. Why do you think that?
Someone is already getting pretty tan in the sun.
Are these things intended for a man? - Yes, they are.
Darling, a man stuffs three such appetizers in his mouth at one time
and asks whether there's going to be something to eat. - Mind your own business.
I only wanted to be helpful to you.
Put that down, that's not meant for you. - But I'm hungry.
That can't be good, you've just had breakfast.
These things aren't very big. - No one asked for your opinion!
Stop it, you're getting on our nerves. You're better off playing outside in the nice weather.
It's not nice weather at all. It's all cloudy.
A storm is sure to arrive soon. - Don't go into the street, you hear?
Yes, yes, I know. - Picnicking in the storm, I don't know if that's okay with Bob.
I'm going to get something. - Oh, you have a new dress? - Yes.
If you want to go out, you'd find a raincoat helpful
and some rubber boots. Pull it tight. It could come loose.
Then I wouldn't look as nice. - But more sensible.
A girl that looks sensible, is the last thing a man wants.
Why don't you disappear at last if you want to be gone? - I'm going!
I bet Becky has made herself so pretty because she's meeting with her Bob.
Bob is Rose's boyfriend ...
... and not Becky's. - So? Rose has a boyfriend?
Here comes a car!
It's a shame about your pretty dress. You look adorable in it.
Do you think so? - Hmm.
This may still take quite a while. - Hopefully you won't get bored with me.
That depends on how we use the time.
Gaylord! Where did you come from? - From above.
The storm took us by surprise so we took shelter here.
Do you want to leave? - Yes, I'll inform Aunt Rose that you're here.
That's not necessary. Here, buy yourself a Bonbon.
Or two.
Aunt Rose! Your lover is safe, he's lying in the hay with Aunt Becky.
What did you say? - I said that he's alright,
otherwise you might think that he was struck by lightning.
I almost got caught. I sneaked stealthily around on my hands.
What does she think of the nasty weather? - Where is he?
Who, darling? - Who now? Bob of course!
How should I know? Isn't he still here?
No, he isn't.
Should I tell you why? Because you've ambushed him!
That's nonsense. I've not laid eyes on him once.
This is the pinnacle of disgrace. Up til now you've hooked every man,
that shows himself here. Only one has ever been interested in me.
And now you've snatched that one for yourself too. - But Rose!
Hello.
I'm sorry, Rose ... - Be quiet, you vile liar, you!
Rose! - Be quiet!
Rose, let me explain ... - Stop it, Rose. Come, sit down!
Come, let's go into the room.
Fooling around in the hay! Well, you'd better grow up. You must realize what you're doing.
Everything has gotten mixed up, this is going too far!
We have not fooled around, as you say. He kissed me.
He enjoyed it and I did too. - And Rose really enjoyed it too?
You stay out of this! - Like hell I will!
I think Becky has treated Rose quite horribly. - Come on, be quiet.
Nothing would have happened if Gaylord had not blabbed.
Ah, now it's all Gaylord's fault? - Did Gaylord seduce Mr. Roberts or did you?
I did not seduce him, it wasn't necessary. - You poor innocent lamb!
You react with any man like gasoline with a burning match.
Shut up at last! - Don't take this tone with my wife, got it?
So, if you want to hear my opinion, the sooner Becky gets married,
the better. - Wait, Jocelyn, there's a good idea of yours.
Becky, what about the young man who you're always visiting?
When will he finally marry you? - I haven't asked him about it.
Then it's high time that someone did. And if you won't do it, I will!
What are you thinking? Do you want to force him
to marry me at gunpoint? - If need be, with a gun!
That was a nice conversation.
At last you've spoken clearly!
Come in. I have been waiting for you. - You?
Yes, I have. Yes, come in, before someone sees you.
No, not there. Here.
Take a seat - Thanks.
Do I understand correctly that you want to marry my daughter, Becky?
Yes.
Or no. That means... better be yes. - So yes.
Actually, no.
I know, Mr. Pentecost, that I can't make this demand,
for I'm still not in the position to support a wife.
But dear young man, in what times do you live?
Must I tell you that nowadays a man no longer supports his wife?
Yes, I know, Mr. Pentecost. You're absolutely right. So it is these days.
But you don't need to worry,
that I would bind Becky to me.
Please. As long as I don't know that I ...
May I ask, what do you live on now? - On what I earn.
What does Becky live on? - On what Becky earns.
No, she blows the money. She lives on what I give her.
Do you want to explain to me what would prevent me continuing to support her
if she is married? - You mean, you would ...
So, do you want to marry her or not?
Yes, if that's the case, Mr. Pentecost, of course!
Why the hell don't you finally do so?
Yes, so you mean that you give me your consent?
And my blessing! My dear, dear boy.
I will also give up my hair.
Well, so what. I had never guessed that of you.
I also not. But now it has happened.
Yippee!
Pretty.
Do you like it? - Wonderful!
I'm busy! - Hurry up there are other things to do too.
Stay here, Becky. We have to go.
Take it easy. They can't start without us.
You'll have no luck there, young man. Gaylord has established himself there.
What, still? Gaylord, come out at last!
Right away, Mom! - Let me see, I'm going up.
Well, what is it? Nervous? Only a little worried, soon it will all be over.
Gaylord is in there. - Still? He probably fell asleep.
Gaylord, come out at last! - I'm coming!
I still have a handkerchief, in case I come to tears. - Why?
Because of your lost freedom? - No, from emotion. My lips are white.
Can I still wear something red? - Pastors don't like make-up on brides.
Do you mean it, darling? - Now it can begin! I'm ready.
With that we'll all be happy! Children, get ready, we have to go slowly.
Wait! I can't go so fast.
Stand up, I'm taking a photo. - Stand still, otherwise it will be blurry.
Where is Aunt Marigold?
Oh, a pretty bride. - Yes, she was.
Why don't we have any wedding pictures of Rose?
Rose? Rose has never married.
No? - No.
Yes, why is she no longer with us?
Rose is driving to the sea with Jocelyn and May. It's school holidays.
Did I know about that? - Of course!
I often have the impression,
my memory is not as good as before.
Be glad.
There is little that wouldn't be best forgotten.
Aunt Rose! Aunt Rose!
Aunt Rose! I need to tell you something important.
Do you know who I've seen? - How should we know?
The friend of Aunt Rose's lover, who was there for my birthday.
You mean Mr. Grebbie? - Yes, he's sitting down on the beach.
Are you sure? - Shall I take you there?
No, you stay here, Aunt Rose will find him herself. - But I wanted to go along.
Stan!
Rose! Rose!
Rose!
Stan!
How long are you staying here? - I must leave in three days. - Oh.
Too bad. - We don't have much time for one another.
I wish I had met you on the very first day. - Where are you staying?
Right up there, near the small church. With some very nice people.
Aunt Rose! Aunt Rose!
Wasn't I right, Aunt Rose? - Yes.
Hi, my boy. - Hi. Should I show you my lair?
Oh, you know, I'd rather not today. - And tomorrow?
Mr. Grebbie and I still don't know what we're doing tomorrow.
Maybe a picnic at the lighthouse? I'm sure Mom will make us bread.
You know what? Go to the store and buy yourself a chocolate bar, okay?
They're probably already closed. - At least go and see.
Well good, if you mean. Brumm, brumm ...
At that pace he's certain to be back in ten minutes.
Oh, Stan, I'm so happy to see you again. - I am too.
Good evening. - Good evening.
Where have you been? I told you, you shouldn't go out anymore.
Aunt Rose gave me money for chocolate, but the store is already closed.
So? - Then I thought maybe you'd have some?
So? You thought so?
Well, we'll see.
Thank you!
Hey! Where are you going? - Taking something to Aunt Rose and Mr. Grebbie.
No you won't. - But they're waiting for me. - I don't think so.
Gaylord, go in the house, you can play quietly inside for a while. Go on!
Well, such a child can really get on one's nerves.
I wonder how people can stand having more than one like him.
That you'll know soon. - Why? What?
Yes, it's that time again. I'm expecting a baby.
But not another Gaylord! Oh May, I'm begging you!
This time have a sweet, gentle, timid, shy, little girl.
She can also be quiet and a bit stupid.
Well? It appears that this Mr. Grebbie was meant to be.
Yes. Isn't that fantastic? - I think he's very nice, this Stan.
So, if you ask me, I like him better than that other boy.
I'm glad that you like him, Jocelyn.
Ouch!
It's really quiet here. Nobody comes here.
Ah, Stan.
It would be nice if we wouldn't live so far apart.
Yes, that would be nice.
You will miss me very much, Rose. - Really? - Hmm.
Stan? - Yes?
Why can't we be employed at the same school?
Yes, I also thought about that tonight. You know, I couldn't sleep at all.
This morning I went to the post office and telegraphed my friend.
Why? - Because ...
Because I want to be together with you at least through the holidays.
Ah ...
Dad? I wanted to ask you something.
Not now. You promised to be quiet until breakfast.
But I would just like to ask something. - All right. But very briefly!
When is the other Gaylord coming? - The what?
Well, you said to Mom: ''Oh no, not another Gaylord!''
So you've eavesdropped once again? - I did not, but you yelled it.
All right. So, Mom is having a baby. - Where do you actually get babies from?
Yes ...
We ... So, pay attention.
They ...
They come from the body of the mother. - Daddy, you're funny.
I'm not funny at all, that's the truth.
A baby grows for nine months in the body of the mother.
Then it gets bigger and bigger and then it's born
and begins his own life.
Look here, this is like in a mussel ...
That was probably nothing.
I'll go wake up Aunt Rose. - She's long gone.
Daddy, that is mean. I still wanted to show Mr. Grebbie my hut today.
Well then, after breakfast. Come on, now we'll wash our hands.
Aunt Rose, Aunt Rose! Wait!
I want to come. Let me come along.
So, here I am. What luck that I still caught you two.
Oh yeah, we'll play captain and you'll be my sailors.
Sail away!
Mom, I can row better than Mr. Grebbie. - So?
Oh May, can't you for a couple of hours of the day have your son...
What's wrong? You're packed. - Jocelyn received a telegram.
Aunt Marigold has died.
When are we going? - I would like to get to the ferry around three clock.
Father will need us.
Stan has canceled the camping trip he wanted to take with his friend.
Rose, just stay here. We'll explain it to Father.
No, May, that won't do. That was only a one time thing...
But I ... I still have to get to town. I need to at least let him know.
I can do that. - No, no, no. Aunt Rose will do that herself.
Better bring me your toys. - I still have to pack too.
I'll get them for you. Get ready, we'll meet at the ferry.
I'll just quickly take the cart back.
Mom? Where do you actually get babies from?
I think Daddy explained that to you?
Daddy says that the ladies grow them in their body.
Yes, he's absolutely right. It's that way in people as well as in animals.
You mean you foal boys?
Well, I wouldn't put it that way, but it's something similar.
Is Rose still not there? - No, I don't know where she is either.
Mommy, Mommy, come again. - Yes, what is it?
Look! - What is it?
Don't you see? The paperweight!
Are they already waiting for me? - No, no, there's still time.
I haven't found him. His landlady said he went to eat.
I looked for him everywhere, but ... - Rose.
Rose, you should stay here. I'll explain it to Father.
No, no, I'm coming along. I left everything behind for him.
He already knows where he'll find me, if he really wants to.
I'm sorry that you needed to come back. - But Dad ...
Well, listen. - Hi, Grampy.
Look, Grandpa, what I have here. - Very nice.
Willy, I brought you something.
Here. - What should I do with it?
This is a paperweight. One like you've lost.
You've stolen it! - I have not.
But I brought you another one, so you'll no longer be sad.
I don't want it. It's totally different than mine was.
Then give it back to me.
Leave me alone! Leave me alone! - Come on, come here! You come here!
Come on, repeat after me! You shall repeat after me:
''My father is a damned pig.'' Go on, say it!
''My father is a damned pig.'' Go on!
Stan?
Yes, I thought you already went home.
Yes, I ... I took a detour.
I wanted ... I just wanted to say how sorry I was about your aunt.
Come on in.
Oh no, you must have a whole house full of people.
Yes, that's true. You know what, I wanted to get a little air anyway.
Won't you accompany me? - Yes, but I can't get delayed.
Only half an hour. Please, Stan.
Are you going to the sea next year? - Next year?
Look over there. - What?
There.
Rose, stay here. That is ... That is your nephew.
My God, he ... - Call an ambulance, quickly. Quick!
Mom, I have ten liters of foreign blood in me.
You shouldn't speak.
The doctor says if this is from a Chinese person,
then I'll get slit eyes.
He was lucky. If the arm hadn't been quickly bound it would ...
Have you notified the police? - Yes, my father did that.
Will you write me again? - Yes, you know, Rose ...
I would like to find myself a room in town for the night.
I would also like to know what happened to Gaylord.
Jocelyn! What is it?
Everything's alright. May is staying at the hospital.
Stan! Stan, if you wouldn't have been ...
Oh, that is pure coincidence. First aid is my hobby.
This is no accident. It was meant to be that you were right there.
Stan, if I owned a kingdom, I would give it to you.
or the hand of my daughter, if I had one. - Well, perhaps the ...
Since you have no daughter, you could give me the hand of your sister.
Stan!
Where did you find the courage to say that?
I don't know. I really wanted to do it long ago,
but something always interfered. - Stan!
Gaylord needs to get to school! - I know.
Gaylord! - I'm ready, Mom. I'll be there, Mom!
Come on, if you don't hurry, you'll be late for school!
Oh Mom, I have the speed of a jet bomber. Brumm, brumm...