Where are we?
There's a dead woman over there... wait! Come back here!
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You better not. - Just one more.
I can no longer put it on your tab, Zepter will kill me.
I got the band practice. - You need to go drunk?
You're a bunch of pervs. - Now I'll have to recycle.
I'm glad you see it that way.
Once we have an agreement we can go see the notary.
I can give you the half in cash.
Gerd, I don't wanna insist, think about it. - Leave it to me.
Your offer is very generous, I appreciate that. - Then we're settled?
Can I have some fun too?
What's this big secret? - Nothing big...
I saw a dead woman...
On a mountain, she had a crown... - A crown?
Perhaps you had a little too much to drink.
I don't even know... - Who are you by the way?
Fuchs... Johannes...
Johannes Fuchs, I'm an hiker. - Hiking in the vineyard?
I woke up and that woman was hanging there, covered in blood.
She must have been attacked. - We should call the police.
I am the police. You stay where you are.
Around here, we like to do things our way.
She was here, hanging from the vine. - Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure. She was right here.
Ok. Andreas and Regina, you go that way. Gerd, we're going this way.
This is bullshit, he probably dreamed the whole thing.
One hell of a bender.
I don't think we're going to find anything.
A young kid was here too, about 14 or 15 with red hair.
That might have been Donatius' son.
Did he look retarded?
These damn things are everywhere.
They really started to be a problem.
There... thank God you were wrong. You look normal again now.
You can stay in my boarding house. There's a nice room upstairs, you're my guest.
That's nice of you. - That's how we are in Kaltenzell, very friendly.
Gerd, can we talk?
Just a friendly talk.
What an odd day, right? - You can say that.
We are friends, aren't we? - Of course we are.
Have you thought about my friendly proposal?
There's just a few problems. - Problems?
I need a couple of days.
Are you out of your mind? I know you're selling the land to Donatius!
It doesn't concern you. - Since when you don't consult me?
They pay more. - I see... you learned to count.
The great economist... that's why we are in this shit!
I know you're upset... - I'm not upset, I'm pissed off!
Think carefully. Good night, my friend.
So?
Enough with this shit! Can't you learn the words?
It's "fuck off", not "fucking off".
"Kaltenzell fuck off". - Who says that?
What the hell does "Kaltenzell fucking off" mean??
Nobody understands the words anyway.
It's "fuck off", period! "Fuck" is imperative...
While "fucking" is... well, something else.
So we're the Grammar Orchestra now. - We are the "Angry Fucks", not the "Angry Fuckings"!
We're missing the point here.
This is our ultimate song about everything we hate here!
Forget the words, it's the attitude that counts! - That's right.
Hey it's that schmuck again. - That kid is creepy.
That's how you address our only fan? - Let's try this "fucking" song again.
Is someone there?
Yes?
Who are you? - What you mean "who are you"?
Wait... you know me?
Just don't get us caught.
Jesus, our Lord...
...who redeemed us with your sacrifice on the cross.
You who defeated Satan's power.
We pray you, deliver us from evil.
We pray in the name of your divine wounds. We pray...
Cut it out, Matthias.
It's for a video on country people and their medieval religion.
Thanks for the tolerance, now put it away.
You're just sheep... God here, God there...
Is there any room left in your divine ass?
Not in front of the children!
God is why we exist, you know that too.
Is that why mom is washing the priest's clothes?
It's called charity, brotherly love. Ever heard of that?
Can't you see how thick you are? They can't even find a German priest who can bear you.
Don't speak ill of the priest, he's doing his best.
He's quite incapable for the last line against the antichrist.
You know what's gonna happen if you keep up like this. - To me? I'm going to hell.
Right.
Hell! - Enough!
Come in!
Finally. - Hello, Christian.
Morning. - Want a sandwich?
You didn't eat anything. - I only need beer.
Please...
Bon appetite.
Good morning, did you have sweet dreams?
Coffee or tea?
Do you have hot chocolate? - Feeling better?
Yes, thanks. I don't know what happened to me.
Good morning. - Morning, my dear.
Let me introduce you to my wife, Hanna.
Mr. Fuchs here really got us scared with that dead woman story.
Soft or hard boiled? - What...?
The eggs, how do you like them? - Hard.
Hilde! Hard-boiled eggs!
You don't wanna miss the wine fest, it starts today. You'll be my guest.
Do you know about wine? Our red is exceptional, you should try it.
You were on the mountain yesterday.
Did you see the dead woman too?
You. - Me... ?
What's with me? - You know.
What is it I know?
- SOPHIA FINCK WINE QUEEN OF KALTENZELL -
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
What's bothering you, my son?
Father, I know you're new in town and I don't always come to church...
Speak slowly, please, so I can understand.
I play in a band, a musical band...
...and the others...
...make me do things that are against God's commandments.
You must be strong, not say the Lord's name in vain. - It's not easy.
You know, if you wanna be in the band...
How can I put it...
There is a stable nearby...
...with a goat inside.
If you wanna be in the band... this is tough for me...
They make you go into the stable...
Go on. - ...and you gotta fuck the goat.
What? - Fuck the goat... in the ass!
Father, I believe it's a sin!
You're making fun of me, aren't you?
Go in peace.
Schreiber.
We agreed you wouldn't call.
I do too.
It's too dangerous like this, I'll see you soon.
Mr. Finck?
It's you... can I help you? - Can I have a word with you?
Yes. - The dead woman I saw in the vineyard...
Go with the others, I'll be right there. - Ok.
You also have a daughter, right?
Yes, Sophia. - Is she the Wine Queen?
What's this about?
It was your daughter I saw up there.
You came to tell me my daughter is dead?
You must be really out of your mind, Sophia's inside the house getting ready for the parade.
She's in the house...?
Leave before I call the police.
I wanna see her. - Excuse me?
What's going on?
Nothing, he was just leaving.
I can't have imagined it. - What?
I'll tell you later. Now, for the last time, leave.
Mom, can you help me, please?
There is my daughter, end of story.
Goodbye.
Please... you gotta help me!
What... - Sophia!
Please.
He gives me the creeps.
It gets worse every day.
I know I shouldn't say it... - Then don't, Regina.
But that's how it is!
He's like a stranger to me... I don't know what he feels, what he thinks... if he even thinks...
Hi, Adrian.
Now he knows how much you love him. - We don't even know whether he understands.
I'll go after him.
Sven!
I miss him so much. - I miss him too but don't pin it on the kid.
That asshole is gonna sell to Donatius.
Did you hear me?
That old bitch made a bigger offer and he wants the money.
But that doesn't mean he can ignore me.
Are you listening to me?
The asshole is selling to the bitch and people must not ignore you.
Where were you last night?
Where do you think I was? In bed.
And you?
The number you dialed doesn't exist...
Your mom didn't mean what she said, she's just worried.
You may not believe it but we believe in you, Adrian. Both of us.
You know that, don't you?
Are you looking for someone? - Dr. Wieland?
I need your help.
I retired many years ago. - Please...
You're the only psychologist here and I really need you.
You can't imagine...
I lost my memory... I have hallucinations...
I don't know who I am or what to believe.
Thanks to the choir for the wonderful song.
As mayor of Kaltenzell, it's my pleasure to welcome you to the Wine Fest.
"Home"... what does it mean?
Is it the whisper of the wind in the trees? Is it the singing of the nightingale?
Or maybe the sweet taste of our wonderful wine?
I tell you it's all this and more.
It's the people living and loving here.
So let's raise our glasses to a great German poet who once wrote:
"Without wine and women, the Devil will take us".
I won't keep you any longer. What am I doing here when we have the most beautiful women in the whole country?
A big hand for Her Majesty, Sophia I of Kaltenzell.
They...
They say in wine is the truth.
That means our beautiful valley it must be also the most sincere place in the world.
As the 111th Wine Queen of Kaltenzell, I wish you all a great time at this year's Wine Fest.
Good job, "Lady Wet".
Time for me to take care of the wine.
Can you tell me where you were born?
Your job?
Your parents' names?
Your procedural memory is intact...
...while your life's memories appear to have been removed.
For good?
Will they ever come back? - Sometimes they do, one bit at a time.
Sometimes they don't.
What we wanna know is why they've been erased.
All I know is I woke up on that mountain.
Everything before that is a total mystery to me.
You should go to the hospital. - Can't it wait?
I wanna figure out what's going on here first.
Things around here aren't normal.
Have you talked to someone in the village about your condition?
I don't trust these people. - Do you trust me?
I'm glad we picked that crown. Come on, smile a little.
Sorry, no alcohol for me. - Right... your career.
How's it going by the way? - I can't complain.
A toast then.
Sophia, a Wine Queen doesn't drink like that. That's enough.
Nice speech, Zepter. - We do our best.
It's nice you believe in the affection we all share in the village.
My sister's all alone, I'll go talk to her.
You should be more supportive. - She'll do fine by herself.
If you left me alone with my worst enemy, we would have a problem.
I'd never do that to you.
Have you tried my new Riesling? - Yours or hers?
I'm the one who makes it. - In her cellar.
It all belongs to her, Mr. Donatius.
And you know why.
Congratulations, nice move. - I didn't make any move... just a better offer.
He's struggling and you took advantage. - You'd never do that, do you?
It's my mountain!
You gotta learn to lose. - I never lose.
We'll see about that.
They're a great couple. - Lovely.
And what a beautiful dress. - Beautiful dress but fat ass.
Adrian! Don't you think Adrian is the cutest boy in the Fest?
Tell us one of your stories, you know how much we love them.
Yes, one of the hot ones. - What's that? Interesting!
You never shut up, do you? - You can really turn a girl on.
I don't wanna pressure you but...
...if we talk to the authorities, maybe someone who knows you will turn up.
Please, no police. - Why does that make you uncomfortable?
I don't know.
What will they think when I tell them I woke up near a dead woman?
...who later came back to life and now needs your help.
What would they think in your opinion?
That I'm a murderer or just plain crazy. I don't wanna end up in jail or a mental house.
Give me some more time, with your help I might get my memory back.
You're an interesting case.
I guess I miss my job after all.
Let's try one thing. - Where are we going?
In the bedroom.
Father, I need to talk to you. - Excuse me?
I need to talk to you. - Ok, what can I do for you?
Not here.
Our memory is not a reliable tool.
It constantly makes up stories that are inconsistent with the events in our real life.
Only this way we can truly remember.
Close your eyes.
Imagine you're some stranger, wandering around in your memories.
Move slowly into the darkest regions.
She had a crown? - Did he look retarded?
Don't get us caught.
Soft or hard?
Please, help me!
Your memories frighten you.
So much that your conscience shut 'em up... and locks them out.
What does that mean?
Fear, fantasies and reality are all wrapped up with each other inside you.
But everything you see has to mean something.
That means... I must have known the Wine Queen before imagining her dead on the mountain.
Enjoying the Fest?
I'm looking for the Wine Queen. - There's no reign without a Queen.
Were you in my room last night? - Me in your room? Why would I?
Mr. Fuchs... did you miss the opening or didn't I see you?
He's looking for the Queen.
If you'd come earlier, I'd have gladly introduced you.
Maybe next time.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Please, talk slowly and clear.
I have sinned and I need forgiveness.
I don't know whether God exists... but I know evil does exist.
I've lied and sinned... and I'll do it again.
Do you understand me, Father? - I'm trying, my child.
Good... then listen to me.
Nice party... although neither you or me look really comfortable.
Why did you show me that picture of Sophia?
Do you know where I can find her?
He was looking for her?
He saw her dead in the vineyard and you don't say a word?
I just knew... - Where is she?
I don't know, she was with you before she left.
What is it? Are you afraid?
Is someone there?
You hear that?
You hear that too?
Wait here.
Ulf, have you seen Sophia? - No, I haven't seen her in a while.
Did you see her, Lisa?
Sophia, call me back or come back here, they're looking for you.
So? - She disappeared!
Calm down, she'll be back. - This is her Fest, this is not normal!
Excuse me, we can't find our daughter. The Wine Queen is missing.
Sophia, come to the stage, please! Come back, Sophia!
Friends... sorry to ruin the party but we're very worried.
If anyone saw Sophia or knows where she is, please come forward.
I know where she is.
Hey!
What happened to you this time? Too much wine?
What happened?
Where's the kid?
Where's the Wine Queen?
ENGLISH SUBTITLES BY BARISHNIKOV@KATCR.CO