CENTRE OF MY WORLD
This is me.
A perfectly normal country boy.
A bit more gay than others
but otherwise normal
I am particularly good at: Simply lying around, chilling,
Listening to music
Or on rainy afternoons squandering time in our library.
Or with Kat, my, best friend,
Making parfait from stolen berries.
and eating it all.
And that's my family.
Glass, who's not allowed to be called "Mum" and get away with it,
and my sister, Dianne.
We were both once like MacGyver and his pocket knife,
like asparagus and Hollandaise sauce, or like the Olsen Twins.
She was my protectress, my best friend, my ally;
and I was her second heart.
And this is our house:
an inheritance from my great-great-aunt.
It bears the name: ‘VISIBLE’
Hello? Whoever gave it that name, must have had brain damage.
And those people? They are other families in the neighbourhood,
and their houses,
and gardens,
and their lives, to which Glass won't adjust.
Teresa?
Hi Phil!
Actually Glass wanted to pick you up, and cook for you.
And now she is ...
You know your mother. Come over!
Tell me - how was camp?
Like following therapy for a cat allergy in a cat shelter!
… that's how it is for me with French.
Old Drama-Queen! - Drama-Queen, “bien sûr”
And the other two at home?
Every time I called to check, Glass was so...
No idea.
Phil?
What happened here?
Don't you know? We had a severe storm!
Came out of the blue. I've never experienced anything like it.
Okay, Crass.
Thanks.
Say hello to Pascal.
Bye
Sorry, I wasn't here ...
It's alright. - Hungry?
Actually, I wanted to cook chicken, but suddenly I ran out of time ...
Mum! I didn’t expect you’d learn how to cook in three weeks.
Don't get cheeky, young man.
No! Two.
Isn't Dianne here? - Yes, she is.
So tell me about your “thing” there.
“Your Camp.”
Mum?
It was great.
Love to go back next year.
Ah…that good?
Hey!
You're finally here. - Hey Phil.
Let's talk later. I have to go.
Welcome home.
What's wrong with her?
Nothing!
Come on, let's eat!
Mum?
Don't "Mum" me. I’m warning you.
Was the Third World War fought in our garden?
The storm ruined everything.
Hey, what happened to Dianne’s tree?
Glass?
Mum!
Glass?
Mum?
Not now, Phil. Later, darling, okay?
Welcome home.
When Glass came here, she was 17 and in her ninth month.
And then suddenly there were three of us.
Three children out of nowhere, that didn't fit here.
One woman, two children - no man. They didn't understand.
But the three of us got along just fine.
Even without a man in the house.
The other children often asked us who our father was.
And we asked Glass. She said something like:
“A sailor at sea.”
Or: “A cowboy, on a ranch.”
And later, when the fairy tales no longer worked:
“I'll tell you, when the time is ripe!”
At some point we just stopped asking because we never got an honest answer.
So now we find it normal, not to know anything about our father.
The mysterious Number 3 on the list.
At least for Dianne it was no longer an issue.
For me it remains a strange emptiness.
A blank spot in my mind.
You? Don't you ever think of him?
Who?
You know, don't you ever miss him?
Why should I miss him?
I don't even know who he is.
Don't you sometimes wish ...?
…. don't you ever wonder how it would be, If we knew him?
Come with me.
Do you understand? - Yes.
What? - These are the names of her lovers.
And now look at the date and add nine months to it.
This must be him. Would fit exactly.
America.
Somehow, this word always exerted a calming effect on me.
As if it filled the empty space in me.
You're back and don't contact me? … You sissy!
Sissy has just returned from vacation.
But can't wait to see you again too, madame. Heh heh.
"Heh heh"... Fuck you!
I'm dying of boredom. I want to see you!
Right now!
Phil, glad, you're back.
Those three last weeks were an absolute horror.
Wait, this you'll like a lot. What are you saying?
Okay.
Yes, okay, you’e right.
My arse doesn't show at all,
And my tits look like two peas.
The only wild thing was that storm.
Just before we drove away, there was a huge storm there.
It's said that a boy on his bike was almost killed by a falling branch.
Wild! And?
Mister?
What do you say?
I would say ...
A little less "Chichi" would do it.
Otherwise the packaging is more spectacular than its content.
Damn, okay ... Kat loves to be different.
She wants to be like my mum, her "sun goddess".
She’s impressed with everything other people despise.
Have you talked to Dianne lately? - No, I haven’t.
Please concentrate. You're here with me!
Oh my god!
I'm so glad you're back!
Mum!
Please stop!
If one’s reputation is ruined, it lives completely uninhibited.
Glass took what she wanted.
She didn't care what others thought.
And that didn't suit them.
They called it ‘calculated’. Glass called it ‘organised’.
We three - we stick together.
We’re strong,
and we defend ourselves.
We don't have to belong anywhere.
I'd always remember that.
We won’t let them dictate,
how we live. 154
Dianne suffered more from Glass’s social ignorance than I did.
But back then she still had hope.
Oh ...
Hey! Come on!
Hey you two, I'm Kyle.
Will you stay with us forever?
Excusez-moi. Parfait? - Bien sûr, Madame. If I may?
Lemons or strawberries? - “Passionfruit”
Madame, I like you.
Look at me briefly.
Ah ...
Finally you’re getting a beard to show.
I love it, “Monsieur”. So beautiful. - A masterpiece.
That tickles a lot. - For real? - Yes.
Your hair looks like cotton candy!
You have a very dense beard growth. - Un, deux, trois...
You have to make whipped cream. Let me.
We’re get a new boy in the class. - And?
Nothing. Only that I went trough the documents of my dad.
He should have lived here.
They were abroad for some time and are now moving back.
The new boy is supposed to be pretty ...
You can't manipulate my thoughts.
Hmm!
Okay - yes, you can!
Maybe.
Photo now! - Yes.
Okay!
Dianne?
Dianne, do you want a chat?
Good morning.
Hi Phil.
Good morning, and…? - Good morning.
Dianne, where were you?
What?
Last night, where were you?
I don't know what you mean.
Do you want to ride to school together?
I still have to do something.
My breasts have grown over the summer. Feel them.
At least two sizes. - At least.
Are you sure you were not switched at birth?
Honestly, what makes you two twins?
Chewing gum? - No thanks. - I could share.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Say goodbye to the lovely time of doing nothing.
Katia?
My god!
Can I get your attention?
And? What did I say?
Hi!
Nicholas.
At last I know your name.
Phil?
I'm pregnant again.
Would you like to feel?
It still has a while to go.
At the moment it’s still so small!
Don't you find it wonderful?
Of course, yes!
Have you already told Dianne?
Yes, yes. This afternoon.
And what did she say?
I don't want any tears, when it all goes wrong.
At last I know your name.
Why did you wave at that boy?
Because I noticed you like him!
You too want lemonade, darling? - Yep.
Where is my globe? - What globe?
My snow globe?
I told you to leave it in the car.
Hm.
Here, take it!
Dianne, I have something to tell you urgently.
Dianne?
Yikes! Sometimes you really are disgusting.
How so?
Hey!
I have something for you. Which hand?
Right.
Tadaa! Your own bow.
Is that for me? - Yes. Here…
You can go and hunt now.
Do you know the Roman goddess “Diana”?
No. - That’s the goddess of the hunt.
Tomorrow I will make the arrow and show you how to shoot.
I just want to have some peace. Okay?
I'll always be with you, always.
Promise.
Get out!
Good morning.
Where is Kyle?
Kyle doesn't come anymore.
He sends his greetings. Was probably not the right one for me.
I don't understand what you have against him.
It's just like that.
The guy is a fraud.
I can feel it.
I have a very good instinct, as far as people are concerned.
Why are you in such a bad mood today? - I'm not.
Ah, then I probably must have got it wrong.
I got a bad rating on eBay, okay?
Aha! There we have the wrongdoer.
Who does he think he is?
Such a horny fool.
As well as that, he collects stuff.
Who? Your eBay customer? - No, Nicholas. Listen to me.
Phil, something’s wrong with him.
Come on, let's go.
My god ...
Such a horny fool.
In addition, he collects stuff.
Who? Your eBay customer?
No, Nicholas. Listen to me.
Phil, something’s wrong with him …
Look closely, ladies and gentlemen,
And then tell me what can you see?
If you don't recognise anything,
It sometimes helps to step back a bit,
To get a better view.
Yes, Katia?
Did you have a philosopher for breakfast?
Thank you, Katja, for your productive contribution.
And what do you see now?
Distance creates clarity.
The overall picture lets you see things more clearly
and better understand connections.
often you can see more clearly then.
Hey Phil.
Hi.
Where were you today?
Where ... where was I?
Well, at training.
On the field, you were not there.
Oh, there.
I was just sitting there.
Oh, okay.
Well then.
Pity actually.
I missed you.
Me?
I missed you…missed you.
And tomorrow?
Tomorrow? - Well, if you ...
If you’re just “sitting around there”,
Then wait there for me until after training.
Um ... okay. Okay.
Kat, come quickly, I have something to tell you.
Thomas just told me about an affair with you.
With you! Isn't that completely stupid?
Even if, it’s none of your business
Really, I'm so over him. Men are just shit.
Hello?
Present company excepted.
With you, at least I can always, always, always be certain,
that you belong to me.
What did you want to tell me, darling?
I’ve forgotten.
Okay.
Mum?
Oh, Phil. - Everything alright?
Yes. What do you want?
It's just that ...
I think I have a date tomorrow. I can't sleep.
Okay. Come, sit down.
is everything alright?
I'll just give you some advice, okay?
Then you will let me sleep peacefully. - Alright.
What should I do?
Do it all.
But don't ask him if he loves you.
Okay.
Why not?
If he says “no”, you’d wish you'd never asked.
And if he says “yes”, then you don't know,
whether he’s saying it only because he doesn't want an ugly scene.
In both cases, you will be unhappy. So don't do it.
But he could say “yes”, and mean it.
Believe me, Phil, I know humans.
Very funny, Mum. Great help.
If you have more questions,
Then ask them. But not now, okay?
Night, night, darling.
Good night, Mum.
For Glass, it had never been easy
She’s been battling for a long time.
And then she was tired of fighting.
That was some time after the day she went to hospital.
Mum?
Glass! Glass! Mama! Mum!
Call the emergency doctor! Now!
Hurry up!
Phil! What happened? - I called the emergency doctor.
They are on their way. - Well done, my beetle (= son)
Where’s your sister?
Upstairs with Glass. She’s cleaning.
Dianne!
What's in there?
Nothing for children's eyes.
Something terrible had happened,
And Glass was very sad for a long time.
Dianne also withdrew herself more and more.
I also wanted to be sad, But somehow I couldn’t.
I didn't have any connection with that baby yet.
I think at this moment everything here was in a bad state.
And a small, shivering cold nestled in our midst.
Well? Can't you sleep?
Come on.
As a baby I always stroked your nose like this.
It made you very sleepy.
Someone once said to me that life is like a big house.
With many, many rooms.
You don't want to live in all the rooms, so some doors stay closed.
And often in life,
Things happen, that ...
… one can’t understand.
They are too big and too powerful.
And you feel too small,
to confront them.
Then get very scared.
You know what you do then?
You lock your fears in one of the empty rooms.
But the key to the room with your fears
you must never, never throw away.
Do you understand that?
Come.
Who's first up!
Yes!
What is it? Are we going to the lake?
I don't have my swim suit with me...
… I still have to help Glass ... - Mmm.
He who doesn't want something, already has it.
Give Glass my regards, will you?
Hey!
Cool that you waited.
Are you coming with me?
Oh, I'm so happy for you.
In love?
Can you really already speak of love,
If one just fucked one time? - Pascal!
Prejudice is useless.
I've known him for weeks already.
Yes, from passing by.
Rather from gazing.
Naturally. And often just one look is enough to fall in love, isn’t it, Pascal?
Of course, you’re right.
And what did he say,
When you... when you finished? - Um ...
Nothing, we got dressed.
Well, please, but what can I say.
Not "Until tomorrow", or "I’ll see you" or something?
Of course. He wants to meet me again,
but he doesn't know where.
Why don't you meet in ‘Visible’? You and your ‘lover boy’.
Because I don't want Dianne and Glass to know yet.
Of your ‘hanky-panky’? Is it a secret?
From the sex?
Huh. You’re so loud?
All rights reserved!
I'll give you the key if you would like to be wildly romantic again.
Yes!
Phil? Can you come home a little bit earlier tonight?
I’m cooking.
Hallelujah, what are you up to?
What should I be up to?
We’re getting visitors, and I'm cooking, that's all.
Who is the victim? - Hey!
You don't know him.
He’s a carpenter and his name is Michael ... - Oh, a carpenter.
What's there to fix? - Shut up!
We’ve met a couple of times ... - And now you cook for him.
Is someone nervous?
I ... I would only like to ...
... you know … you'd like that ... everything is perfect.
But then, this Michael gets a completely wrong impression!
Bye, bye Phil!
Get out of here!
Wait here.
Tadaa!
Tell me about yourself.
Hm?
What do you want to know?
No idea.
Something about you.
I want to know everything.
Okay, so ...
I like ...
Sleeping late,
chilling,
eating.
I like running,
and spaghetti.
Yes.
Perhaps it was a dream, but
earlier, a few years ago.
Can it be?
I was with my mother on the way to the supermarket.
I saw you in the doorway.
I dropped all the bottles.
Do you remember?
No, I can't say I remember that.
Where were you?
I asked you to be punctual.
Oh, sorry. I somehow was ...
Is he here already? -Yes!
Michael?
My son.
Son - Michael.
Pleased to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you already.
Hi! Phil. Pleased to meet you.
The fish broke completely into pieces.
So I made fish soup of it.
It’s most likely become terrible.
Okay.
Who dares?
You're right, Glass. It's really terrible.
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
You want some bread?
No.
Shall we make pancakes? - Yes! - Yes.
Yes!
How was your date?
Do you have a boyfriend now?
What?
Glass told me you are seeing a boy.
I hope it doesn't bother you.
That I'm gay, or that Glass could not keep her mouth shut?
Both, I hope.
No, it doesn't.
And yes, maybe I have a boyfriend. I ...
What did Glass say?
That she doesn't know exactly.
Sorry ... I didn't want to be indiscreet.
Oh, I see. No, no. All good. I ...
I just don't know exactly myself.
Unfortunately.
He shouldn’t get his hopes up that high.
What?
He shouldn't go through too much trouble. He will be ditched in no time.
Um. It actually went quite well.
It always was like that at first. For something like that, it's much too late.
Could be. I ...
I would like to try it anyway.
Just give him a chance.
I wouldn’t change anything about the situation.
It's too late.
Don't you understand?
And?
Do you have any questions?
What are you doing?
Did you actually get something out of her?
No.
I don't care.
If it interests you, then do something about it.
Just ask her.
Okay.
Then I'll take it back, yes?
Glass? - Hm?
Where exactly is the centre?
How do you mean?
The centre - the centre of the world. Where is it?
You can ask weird questions.
The centre of the world.
Hmm.
I think that’s different for everyone.
Depending on where you stand and what is important to you.
Yes?
Can I get to know your mum better?
Believe me, you wouldn’t want to do that. - Why not?
Of what I’ve heard about her, she seems cool. - Oh, what did you hear about her?
Nothing bad.
That she is a bit more laid-back than the whole ‘bourgeoisie’ here.
Did you talk about us? - Yes.
Really?
And... is that okay for you?
Hmm.
Did you ...
Does anyone else know about us? - Nobody.
And your girlfriend?
Kat? No.
Would she be jealous? - Could be, why?
Can you tell?
I don’t think she likes me very much.
Nonsense.
What was that? - What?
Well, that.
And can I get to know her? Who?
Your mother?
I don't know.
Hm.
Hmm.
So, you definitely got your good taste from me.
Enjoy yourselves, boys - and not too wild.
May I introduce you? My mum.
You didn't mention you lived in a fairy castle.
Beware, that's … um …
If one believes the studies,
I fit the stereotype perfectly.
Missing father figure, surrounded by dominant women.
Are you in contact with your father? - But that’s completely alright.
You can say it like that.
Many grow up without knowing their father. For example:
Romulus and Remus. According to mythology, the founders of Rome were raised by a wolf.
Father? Dead loss!
Or Da Vinci. Or Charlie Chaplin.
Armstrong, John Lennon, Mike Tyson,
Capote, Nicholson, Gene Simmons, Eminem, Bill Clinton, Obama.
And don't forget Luke Skywalker.
They all grew up without a father. And still made something out of their lives.
I wouldn’t worry too much.
Why does this “blind spot” make you feel so uncertain?
How can you miss someone you don't know?
Can I visit you too?
That’s difficult.
Difficult? Why?
Difficult because ...
My father is constantly on the road.
And my mother drinks ‘job-wise’ prosecco with her girlfriends.
So.. . It's difficult.
Is that a problem?
No, it's alright, it was only a ...
Watch out, watch out!
Come on, lift it up!
That didn’t work.
Does she talk to you about it? - About what?
Does Glass talk to you about Dianne?
No.
To be honest, I feel,
They need to clear the air between them, themselves.
You?
How do you feel about this?
Sorry, will be gone in a second.
Are you leaving? - I'm meeting up with Cora.
I will always, always, always be with you.
Promise.
You should use make-up more often. - Slimer.
What does Kat actually say, about your boyfriend?
Did she tell you about him?
No, she didn't.
I notice things like that. Did you forget? I’m your sister.
Doesn't she know?
I know, I should tell her.
Dianne?
I miss talking with you.
Hey Phil, vanilla ice cream!
Not more!
On the contrary!
Vanilla is good for the soul. - Who says? - I do!
I already feel sick. - You just have to force yourself.
Here. Eat!
Hmmm.
Slowly this is becoming pathological, Monsieur.
You need urgent help.
Do you really find him that terrible?
Well, terrible?
I find it too much that everyone makes such a fuss about him.
You don't dislike him, do you?
Nope. I find ...
Kat, I'm in a relationship with him.
That was a joke, right?
No. Really, I'm not kidding.
Since when?
Since ...
No idea. Not that long.
I wanted to tell you, but still didn't realise it myself.
I'm sorry.
For real. Madame.
Okay. My god, how is he in bed?
Can't you ask normal questions to begin with?
Who made a move on whom first? Did you hit on him, or he on you?
Wedding? Children?
Please, do me a favour.
Try to like him, okay?
For you, I will put on my most, most,
most beautiful smile.
Would you like to borrow my dad.
He loves to annoy children.
Very funny.
Hi!
Hey! - I know all about you two.
Every dirty detail.
Meaning?
Hush money.
How much?
2000.
In small, used bills? - Large, unused...
...ice-cream scoops.
Cherry and vanilla.
Deal.
I LOVE YOU
It's one of those hot, blue-sky days,
that taste like vanilla ice cream and the future,
on which the heart beats faster, without any reason.
On which one would swear every oath that friendship never ends.
Phil? Come quickly! Dianne is at the police station.
Hi Phil. - What's happening? Where is she?
I don't know exactly.
Both are in there with the police officers.
“Both”? - Dianne and Cora.
Cora is also there?
Michael! - Hi there!
Where’s Glass? - She didn't want to come.
She didn't want to come?
Dianne is at the police station, and she didn't want to come?
Do you know anything? - Nothing.
Something with a dog, says the policeman.
It could have attacked and injured a boy.
What dog? - The boy’s dog.
The boy was attacked by his own dog?
And what has Dianne got to do with it? - The boy claims Dianne provoked the dog onto him.
She would have influenced it. - Wow! This is bullshit!
Where are they? - Over to the right.
I will talk to him.
Michael would probably be less convinced,
if he had known Dianne before. Dianne?
Glass had obviously seen this coming for a long time.
To me It became clear that night. Dianne!
Glass!
What the hell? What are you doing up there?
Nothing.
Stop this shit!
Come down immediately!
Do you hear me? - In a moment!
No! Right now!
Bye. - Bye.
Cora, shall I drop you off?
Yes, gladly if it isn’t a problem. - No, no.
Okay. Did you or didn't you?
What?
Incite the dog onto the boy?
Dianne? Don’t act like you’re more stupid than you are.
What do you mean, Glass?
Why do you believe complete strangers over me?
Because I know you.
If you knew me, you wouldn't ask such questions.
How can one really know someone as crazy as you?
Crazy, because I have girlfriends,
who are not just interested in guys fucking them?
What did I do wrong, Dianne?
Do you really want an answer? - Yes, for heaven’s sakes! Yes!
How much time do you have?
I give up. - Mum.
You didn't really try ...
Listen, Phil. You have no idea.
No idea.
So leave your good advice out of it.
How do you do it, making animals come to you?
I don't do anything.
But why do they come then?
Because I listen to them.
What are you doing? - Phil, don't bug me now.
Did you do it?
Did you stir the dog up to attack the boy?
Don't be such an idiot.
Maybe I held back the dog,
When I could do such shit like magic.
Then tell her! Then everything will be okay again.
Phil, nothing’s okay.
And now, please go!
What's the matter with you, Dianne?
Why can't things be the same between us as they used to be?
I don't want to interfere, but ...
Maybe it’s time ...
Then DON’T interfere.
This doesn't concern you.
So please don't get involved!
This is childish! - Ah!
Then just go!
Nobody is stopping you.
Please go!
Maybe it's better anyway.
You just wait and see. You won’t get rid of me that quickly.
Come here.
And yet, this does concern me.
Because I care about all of you.
What the fuck?
Why are you following me? - I’m not.
I haven't been...
Okay, yes, okay -
Maybe a little bit.
I just wanted…
You're not saying anything.
Perhaps there is a reason?
Go home.
Dianne!
Good morning!
Hey, handsome!
Breakfast?
Greens too? - Don't think so.
Look who I've brought with me! - Surprise!
Hey, I saw a garden shower outside.
Well? Do you want to?
What's wrong? You look like you’ve been run over by a train.
Okay. Breakfast!
Yes. Come!
Straight on the ass. Stop. Stop it!
Guys, I thought of something.
I want to dye my hair. Black. - Why not?
Look.
One day, you will be a beautiful man.
Do you think?
At home everything is so horrible. With you it's so beautiful.
I'm crazy about you.
I feel sick without you. I can't think of anything else.
Is that good or bad?
Don’t always be such a drama queen.
I love you.
Hey! What's happening?
Nothing, just leave me.
I'm sorry.
Perhaps he has nothing to say or talk about.
Ever thought of that? - Nonsense.
Everyone has something to say.
Where is Teresa?
She will be late today.
Great.
Tea?
I'm fine.
Are you both happy?
You and Teresa?
Sometimes more, sometimes less.
But ... Yes, I think,
we are happy.
I just don't know what he really thinks.
What he feels for me, and so on.
What am I to him?
Why don't you ask him?
You're afraid to hear his answer.
Glass also says I shouldn't ask him.
And Glass is the right person for advice in such matters?
Oh, you're making me nervous. Please sit down.
Okay. What do you want from him?
I don't know.
More security?
You see, we are getting to the heart of it.
The bad news: There is no security in any relationship.
Then at least he not always be so closed.
He knows everything about me but I hardly know anything about him.
I feel I don't know him at all.
And yet I love him.
Nonetheless but that's why.
Perhaps that fascinates you?
The mysterious prince.
Very funny.
Boy! How did you manage your ambition,
to prevail under millions of sperm?
Maybe it would help, if you didn't...
...stumble through your own life, as an unconcerned spectator,
but take more initiative?
If you want clarity, then do something about it!
Do your parents know ... Did you tell them about us?
No.
They wouldn't understand.
Oh, okay.
So.
This is the garden.
That’s the lawn.
My mother has it mown at least once a week.
Someone might pass by and see an irregularity.
And...
…there’s the house.
Are you coming?
What's in there? Oh…
That's just stuff. Come on.
Phil, that isn't important.
You're hiding something.
Come, my parents aren't here. I'll show you the house.
Phil.
That isn't really exciting.
May I?
What is this?
Those are my ...
I collect things.
All the things here have been lost or were thrown away by someone.
Maybe you aren’t needed here anymore.
Or they had and are now missing.
Well, yes.
You know, I ...
I believe nothing is lost unintentionally.
In any case not unconsciously, you know?
And so,
All things here are a symbol of disregard.
I ... have built my own world here.
Here, I give these things a new place.
And what do you do with these things?
Nothing.
Well, I ...
I make up stories about them.
Yes ...
It sounds “psycho”, right?
That’s why I don’t tell anyone. I ...
Do you also have a favourite thing?
What for?
Come.
Hey!
I cooked your chicken. I thought maybe you’d like some.
Thanks.
When are you coming back?
Are you talking to Dianne again?
That really is my business, Phil.
If I have to live here, then it's my business too.
And Dianne's.
All three of us.
I won’t let you pressure me.
Come back! This is childish.
I'll come back when you behave normal again.
This mood ...
I can't deal with this.
Phil. Phil! Phil!!
I'll talk to her.
But you have to leave it to me to decide when I'm ready, okay?
Telephone.
Again.
Phil!
I'm sorry, he's still asleep.
I will tell him. Bye.
I’m starting to run out of excuses.
Don't you want to say something to Kat?
I so wanted everything to go well for you.
Perhaps you should go back to Visible?
Why?
Because it's your home.
Yes, but I won’t go back.
Okay.
How much longer do you still want to hide?
No idea.
Until those two get along again.
But maybe they need you for that? - They don't need me.
They’re so busy with themselves that they don't even miss me anymore.
Do you remember what I told you about the house with the rooms?
That I can lock things up in it?
Precisely.
And what else?
That you may not throw the key away. And why?
Because one day you might find
that it leads to a much nicer part of the house.
Only through this one room.
Would you like to talk?
Where is Dianne?
Don't you first want to tell... - Her things aren't there.
Where is she?
She moved out shortly after you did.
And where to?
She didn't tell me.
Glass.
What happened? - Phil.
This isn't the right moment... - Mum.
Please.
It’s hard to understand.
Believe me.
Just try.
I'm here.
I'm not running away.
Alright then.
You know the volumes, in the library.
Those big books with the pressed plants?
It was some time ago.
That page. What was on it?
With belladonna poison, women used to make themselves more attractive.
With poison?
Hey!
In small quantities,
In small quantities, the poison dilates the pupils and makes the eyes more beautiful.
And that makes them attractive?
Yes, if you have nothing else to offer.
And what they did with their attractiveness,
they then used the poison in higher dosages…
- BAM! … to get rid of.
What does that mean?
Uh ...
Come on, let's go.
Dianne!
Hey!
Glass told me, you moved out.
Where do you live now? - At Cora's.
She also helps me with maths. You know.
Right. There’s also still room at Teresa’s.
Or if you need something from home,
I can bring it to you. - Thanks.
There wasn’t an accident back then. No?
It was planned.
Why?
Phil, it's been ages.
Dianne, what happened?
You know, don’t you.
Glass has always chased everyone away,
with her actions and her personality.
And every time we were alone again.
At one point I reconciled myself with it.
But then Kyle came.
He liked us, and we liked him.
And suddenly it came back:
The hope that...
that we...
Oh god, that sounds like...
…we still could be a real family.
Then she drove him out again.
And I was so ...
… SO angry.
I wished I had a different mother.
Then I thought...
When she wouldn’t give us the name of our father, then...
...she didn't deserve another child.
Mum almost died.
And I was to blame.
I decided to keep it to myself.
Forever.
At times I could forget it.
But every time she stood in the garden before its grave,
Everything came back.
And when I was gone
Did you want that stuff ... - No.
I never wanted to tell her.
I first have to come to terms with it myself, but ...
About a year ago, I...met someone.
Jan?
How do you know?
I found the letters in your room.
But why didn't you tell me?
No idea it was ... still fresh.
Something special, fragile.
Jan was a good thing for me.
He understood me and could handle my anger.
Everything flew through the neighbourhood. Tiles fell from the roofs.
Trees were ripped out of the ground.
And fell down ...like toothpicks.
Jan was on his way to Visible.
To me.
But he never arrived.
Come with me.
This is Jan.
I visit him almost every day.
At first I thought he would die without me.
Crazy, right?
God, Dianne.
Come.
Come on.
I felt so guilty.
I needed someone who cared for me and held me.
She wasn’t there.
She was busy again with another guy.
They talked about having a baby.
That stirred up everything again.
So I told her what happened back then.
I was suddenly 10 again ...and helpless.
I yelled at her,
that I wished she’d died back then.
Oh, no.
I did.
Phil, you weren’t here.
Come back home.
And you?
I'm here for you.
I'm back now.
Hi.
Phil?
What's going on? You look strange.
I saw you.
You and Kat. In your cabin.
How so? I thought we...
Somehow ...
Do you love her?
Phil, I ...
No.
Do you love me?
How do you know,
that your feelings for me...
are love?
I need you.
Need?
Like air for breathing, or the latest iPhone?
That's unfair. - You tell me what’s unfair?
Why then change anything?
We have a great time together.
Phil, I really like you insanely.
Can't we just go on like this?
The three of us... - Impossible.
Not for me. It won’t be enough, don’t you understand?
I can’t imagine being without you anymore.
But I also need Kat. I need you both.
I can't share you.
I just can't.
I'm sorry.
Phil?
Phil?!
Phil!
Um ...
If there is an itsy-bitsy, tiny chance,
that you will in the next 100 years ...
possibly ...think about, talking to me again ...
I just want you to know I'll wait for you, okay?
If I have to, I'll wait forever!
Marvellous!
Happy New Year!
Unwrap it!
Tadaa!
A small survival kit for your trip.
Who was at the door? - No idea, nobody was there.
But this was left on the doorstep.
You’re toasting without me? - Yes!
Baby! On your trip!
To the journey, to America!
On your trip!
I also have a little present for you.
I thought this would be better than that old map above your bed.
Thanks!
If you really should meet him,
send me a picture, yes?
Who? - Well, Number 3!
I thought that didn't interest you?
Ah, you shouldn’t be so radical.
I'd really like it if you came along. - Oh!
Now everyone leads his own life.
Besides, what spectacular things could happen in three weeks?
Ha-ha.
First of all, I will destroy her list.
It should have been done it a long time ago.
What?
I’ve done it already.
Should have been done a long time ago.
Hm?
Are you sleeping already?
I don’t think I can sleep today.
I just wanted to say goodbye quickly.
Who knows if I can get up that early tomorrow.
Sit down, wicked mother.
And? Excited?
Me? Not a bit!
Listen, Phil.
I'll make you a proposal.
Now, you quickly ask what you want to know.
And I will answer.
Okay.
What's his name?
Next question.
Where does he live?
Great. This is going well.
Alright.
How was he?
Um ...
He was wonderful.
The most wonderful man you can imagine.
If he was so wonderful, then why did he leave you?
He didn't.
We were madly in love.
He...
…he was so kind, so sensitive.
When he touched a flower,
It began to blossom soon after.
I swear to you. I've seen it.
Butterflies, moths, all insects.
They were attracted to him as if to light.
Like Dianne.
But ... it's not about crawling creatures.
It's about ...
this overwhelming empathy.
This ... vulnerability.
Don't you see what happens to such people?
I was always afraid for him.
And then? What happened?
And then ...
Then I became pregnant.
Suddenly, I also became afraid ... for you both.
And then I realised,
I wouldn’t make it with him. Never.
So I just ran away.
I thought, when I went away ...
And?
I didn’t ...
I did not take into account my bad conscience and ...
… that it hurts so much.
Why didn't you ever tell us about it?
Because it was easier that way.
What? - Not to talk about it.
Oh Phil.
If there always was a simple answer to everything.
I wish
that your dreams will come true.
But be careful and don’t expect too much from it.
And don't be sad ... - Mum? - Yes?
What’s our father’s name?
I thought we didn't want to go there?
Take care of yourself.
Guys, I will start crying in a moment.
Phil!
That's still me.
And that's still my family.
I probably will miss them. Every day.
Even … Glass’s food.
For now, I don’t live here anymore.
And the little people and their little lives
don't matter to me right now.
Life is insanely complicated here.
But one thing, I now know very well.
My centre of the world, is where they are.
Will I be able to find him? No idea.
Maybe he really is a sailor at sea,
or a cowboy,
a drop-out hippie, a transvestite, an inmate,
or someone who sells weapons to desperate housewives. What do I know?
The answer isn’t essential anymore.
The emptiness in me is getting less near the end.
But now, I just want to open doors.