And again. Let's go!
Back and forth we go.
- Come on. - Off he goes.
Please watch out.
They suddenly bite...
those stray hounds.
- Hello. - Hello, where to?
Denjiin Myanga, please.
I'd like some cigarettes.
Of course. Anything else?
That dog is huge!
Is the dog tied up?
Hello, Grandmother.
How is my Grandmother?
I am well.
How are you?
How was your trip?
Everything went well.
You look good, Grandmother.
Everything is well, my child.
Good.
Was your trip really okay?
Are you healthy?
How's your work?
- Everything is well, Grandmother. - I'm glad to hear it, my child.
You put out my favourite deel.
Yes, of course.
You know your grandmother takes care of your things.
I've raised you since you were a child,
and even now I still think of my girl.
I want to sleep some more.
No-no.
Time to get up.
We don't have so much time. Assembly will begin
and you'll be late.
But I want to put a dress on!
Come on.
- I can fix up your hair. - No!
Wait. Let me do this up.
Sofia!
- You're going to kindergarten. - No, I am not!
- You are. - No.- You are.
- No. - But you like it in the gym.
But not right now. I want to stay at home.
It's boring here, I can tell you. There will be no fun here.
- Tell me then, where is your rucksack? - No, I...
am not going to kindergarten!
- Let's go! Yes. - No!
- Come. Yes. - No.
Sofia, come along.
- It's late, come along. - No!
No!
- Come here now. - Faster!
Faster!
Terrific!
Faster! Shit.
Sofia!
Hello. Are you Sofia?
- Is that your Mama? - Yes, it is.
And why are you hiding here?
- Is she mean or something? - No. It's just a game.
- She's looking for you. Hurry on down. - Okay.
Where have you been?
- You knew I was looking for you, right? - Yes.
- Hi. - Hello.
Why are you siting here alone?
I am waiting.
- For whom? - For my Mama.
Looks like rain, doesn't it?
Should I drive you to kindergarten?
I'm going to work, anyway
It's Saturday today There is no kindergarten today.
I work when I want. Tomorrow, too.
Tomorrow's Sunday, the day of rest.
Want a puff?
No, not me.
Now I'll take my leave.
Goodbye for all times.
Why won't you shake my hand?
Why?
- I don't think you really like me. - I think you're cool.
You know what?
Give this to your mother, okay?
Here.
- What are you doing? - I have to study, Sofia.
The woman you spoke to downstairs,
what did she want from you?
- Well? Tell me. - I won't say.
It's a bit dangerous if you're on the yard.
You can't just talk to anyone.
Did she ask you to go with her?
She only spoke about cars and something.
Yes, she wanted to take me away with her.
I just rang your bell.
I am Sofia's mother.
Come in.
Is something wrong with Sofia or...
Nope... well...
She's fine. She spoke about you and...
I thought I'd check it.
Because at that age
contact goes via parents.
That is, everyone she knows, I know too.
Okay...
- And what's with her papa? - I'm her parents.
One second.
There's no need to worry about Sofia.
Because?
Sofia and I met...
I think it's the start of a really sweet friendship.
She's real smart,
clever,
and pretty.
So there's no cause for suspicion.
Right?
We could...
get to know each other, Sofia and I might be best friends.
- Yes? - I'll have to think it over.
If I can join you both.
Mama!
- Mama! - Coming..
I want... I want you to tell me another story.
Oh, Sofia!
Put a story on.
- There's only yesterday's, Mother Holle. Okay. - Yes.
But then that's it. Mother Holle...
- Yes. - Okay.
A widow had two daughters...
Something you want to get of! Your chest?
That's enough. I want to be left in peace now.
Listen to the story and that's it.
I'm not staying here, okay.
Good night.
Life was good with her.
Every single evening. It's so exhausting.
You do brilliantly.
Still in the mood?
It's...
It'll be...
the last time, okay?
Then hurry up.
I don't want you calling me again, okay?
Good night.
Finally she noticed she was homesick.
Now my feet are cold.
Daniel!
What did you give your mother today!
A picture she drew for me.
She did it in kindergarten.
Don't smoke!
- Sofia doesn't mind me smoking. - Exactly I love smoke.
- Black! - That the right attitude, my love.
Right.
Your daughter is so good, she understands better than you.
It's no big deal. Plus it's a birthday Right.
- Mama, have a look! - Wow!
A square one.
Mama, you can open this one.
Look at the paper.
- What is it? - It's completely mad.
- I beg your pardon. - I said, are you completely mad?
They... I know how much I got for this, and you probably paid even more.
You can't do this.
Why not? What's in it?
It's nothing special.
Anyway, how did you get them?
- It's yours. - It was mine. I gave it away
I got it back for you.
I don't know if I can accept this.
- I'm late. - Doesn't matter.
- Everything fine? - No, I'm all stressed-out.
Okay... You said you had exams...
- It was really shit. - Okay...
- I screwed up. - Come off it.
You win some, you lose some. It's like that.
- That's why I said I'm stressed-out. - Yes...
- I've got live exams, how am I to manage? - Yes, rig ht...
- I understand. Easy... Tests. - What are exams, Mama?
What are you up to? What's with the chic dress?
I... wanted to go out with Hedi because
it's my birthday.
Okay!
- Right. - It's your birthday?
- All the best. - I'm still eating!
Sofia, is she good at it?
- Very good. - She's a good babysitter?
Sure.
- She's... that is... - It's not the first time I babysit her.
How should I know how often you were here or if you're good at it?
If you come in all uptight and stressed-out...
Yes, well I've just had a bad day
But this evening will be all right?
Sofia and Marie?
Why do you ask?
Well, 14-year-olds are so complicated.
- I'm 17. Yes. - 17 years old.
Then she should act it, right Sofia?
Yes. Right?
We're on our way out. Okay?
Wait, I can make water sounds...
Hey don't pee on me.
Impossible!
- It's good you drink. - No kidding.
It does something for you.
You relax right out.
You're all relaxed.
Even in your pussy
For always. Always.
Always.
What should I call you?
- Whatever. - Ramirez?
- Where are you staying? - At her place tonight.
- You too? - No, thanks.
- Why not? - Iva, please join us.
Come on, we'll do...
something special.
You can watch.
Sofia...
Another one or what?
That's great!
Did you eat garlic?
Maybe a bit.
- No. - What?
You haven't fucked much, right?
- What's with you? - Go down.
Stick a finger in.
Raise your leg. It makes it better.
How about a bit harder?
You aren't really doing it. Wait up.
Could you suck my toes?
What?
Yes, please. Suck my toes.
- No. - Please suck my toes
No.
Are you nuts?
You're more boring than the Pope. Go away
What are you doing here?
Why's that guy here?
I don't know.
Don't be so loud.
Come off it. I'm in a hurry.
It was a real waste of time last night.
Get up!
He wouldn't do what I wanted at all.
That was already a mistake.
Jeez...
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
- Ready? - Yes.
That's enough now. Get out of here.
I've wasted enough time. This is no homeless shelter!
Out!
Don't bother taking a guy like him home.
Hey you know what?
Fuck you!
He should have stuck that in my ass!
Why do you always put your father down?
I've no idea.
What did he do?
He doesn't know how to take care of people.
What's with your parents? You say,
'Why do you always put your father down?' but you never speak about your parents.
You still need them. You know that?
What do I need?
What now?
More!
Even more, more, I want more.
I can't manage that alone. Come and eat him with me.
What's up?
Without protection?
In limited fields. Maybe.
Limited fields?
Not at the beginning, but at the end.
You've been through all this before.
Yes, yes I know.
It wasn't my idea.
This is The Voice of Mongolia.
- What are you doing here? - I want us to celebrate. I got my period.
The guy was pointless, anyway
How about you shag me to chill me out?
Right on.
I'm better at shagging than that guy, anyway
Check it.
I can do it slow... ly
And I can do it fast.
That's real tight.
What, you're done already!
That was good.
The way you stick out your behind!
- What? - No, you do it to provoke.
Nah!
You're one of those women who are like, 'Yes, please, please, please.'
'Yes. There.'
You're one of them.
I'm not like that.
Anyone ever told you:
If you point at someone, three people point back at you?
You look up with pleasure like that?
- I'll show you how I look. - How?
Shag me...
She obeys me. Absolutely
I have no difficulty with her.
Funny?
She aways makes a fuss with me.
I don't understand why.
As if she could tell it'd be worth her while.
Shit! She knows you're soft and malleable.
She isn't stupid.
One-two!
Do it the way I say!
You're a stupid mama.
Quit it!
I can tell you're baring your claws.
- Stupid mother. - Hey!
Do you prefer shagging women or men?
It's all the same.
When love strikes.
And is it here?
Of course.
Now have some tea
and eat some biscuits.
Sofia loves sweet things.
- It's hot! - Careful, my child.
Over, on the table.
- It's hot. - Go sit down there.
At the table.
Eat, drink!
It makes me happy...
that my girl is finally here with me and we can drink tea together.
I missed my grandmother.
But who is this child?
This is my Sofia.
She resembles me, right?
Are you ready for a child?
Don't overdo it with this game.
Why do you just sit there as if you were deaf and dumb?
Hey!
You're putting it all in there! Yuck!
Sit up.
Right.
Stupid cow...
- Looking for trouble or what? - Yes, I am.
- Sofia, you know what? - What?
When I was your age
I went to the sea with my family
And one evening these men stood around me,
and I felt like a real daredevil and I said,
'I'm the strongest girl in the world.'
And they all laughed.
'You are only six years old'
- 'But I'm the strongest, anyway.' - 'Then prove it.'
I said, 'What do you want to see? I can do whatever you want.'
Then this guy,
the man standing in from of me,
took his cigarette and said, 'Okay,
Prove that you're the strongest.'
Bare your arm.
Pull it up. Pull up your shirt.
That's right.
He took my hand
and squashed out... his cigarette.
It doesn't tickle. It doesn't.
Okay, I'll soften it so doesn't tickle.
Look at how you tense up your feet!
It doesn't even tickle. Do it again.
It's nice. Look.
Yes.
And when I get old and can't do it myself
- then you'll do it for me, too. - Yes, I will.
Now I...
But don't forget between your toes and the nails, too.
- There isn't any foam. You just think so. - There is.
A man, he went to sea, sea, sea
He was the head cap-i-tain-tain-tain
He never came back home, home, home
Which was all the better for him, him, him
But if his lady knew, knew, knew
How he and the lassies kiss, kiss, kiss...
She'd hit him on the bum, bum, bum
'Cause men they're all cuck-koo-koo-koo
Look, this is Grandpa.
I think you're really...
- wiped out from the day. - One more...
Mama-Hedi, just one more story!
Please!
Once...
I found a little chick.
It was brown...
and had soft and flufly feathers.
Well anyway it followed me around all day
After all, I was its new mama.
I fed it with everything I had with me.
It was so sweet.
It would always come looking for me.
It slept with me.
And would always faithfully follow me around.
Everyday.
Well, it was my baby.
And I was its mama.
But then one day...
this was in the desert...
something terrible happened.
What?
Hey.
Sorry.
God I'm sorry.
And then...
I'd said I really had to leave at a given time.
Shit, I know you had an appointment and so on...
Can you still make it?
I called to say I'd be late.
Then I called again to say I wouldn't come.
Did you tell them why!
No, no...
of course not. I can't say I'm looking after a child.
I suppose not.
It was a little bit difficult with Sophia.
As a mother, you can imagine.
Why, did she...
axt up or refuse to go to bed?
You know, it's not easy for me...
if she's crying for Mama and I can't give her what she...
needs.
And shit, I forgot my cell at home.
- Or I'd have called and warned you... - But you didn't.
I have my people under control.
I'm only concerned... about the both of you.
Right? About your daughter, most of all.
How you manage if you can't even keep a handle on time.
Shit.
If at least one aspect were under control.
If I look at the crappy apartment.
And my father is visiting soon.
I know he won't say anything, he'll just walk around,
look at it all, and think to himself:
She really can't manage at all.
And I'm siting there, thinking to myself,
I should slam the table and say,
'I said I had to go at a given time, ' but somehow I just couldn't.
Iva...
You are kidding, right?
Your sell-pity!
What do you want?
To go to bed.
I've got something for you.
Look.
It fits. That's good.
Although you don'! Deserve it.
Iva?
Hey.
Hi.
It takes ages,
picking up one's child from kindergarten. It's a catastrophe.
Look, your nose is black. What did you do?
- Here, this one, okay? - No!
- I don't want to. - You aways want to wear dresses.
Stressed-out today?
Yes, well, kind of...
Look! It's all got to go.
- Your dress is a bit short. - If I bend over, otherwise...
I've had it so long.
This goes in your room, too.
Don't just sit there, get on with it.
- There's plenty of time. - There's none.
- Do you know what I... - I have to check my mail.
- Go and put it in your room. - I am!
- And this, too. What is it, anyway! - Iva...
I told you to cook meat, right... Or are you cooking your plants again?
But there needs to be a side dish, too.
- Noodles! - No.
Yes.
We don't need noodles everyday
- But I want them. - Is Grandpa sleeping here?
- No! - What exactly did he say?
He'd never... He's staying at a hotel, of course.
It's much too... He needs room.
In which hotel is he staying?
I've no idea. I think...
It's always one of two.
Shit, the way it looks here...
- This one? - No!
Well I'm putting it on.
How nice, Grandpa is coming.
Nice...
No.
Put away the lipstick.
And you've got some on your teeth like an old granny
- Do this. - Go like this.
Please don't do that.
- Why that's how you do it. - No, more elegantly.
No, like this.
Believe me, my Gran does it, too. She has a moustache and goes like this.
And rubs it away
God, what a big mouth you have!
Mama's going ma-ad!
So.
Lovely.
I bought wheat beer.
A lager...
What's keeping Grandpa?
And alcohol-free, you never can tell...
and a dark beer.
Well, I'm hungry now.
Yes... and Sofia has to go to bed, too...
Do you have something special to say to Grandpa, Iva?
Whether anything interests him is more the question.
I want to say to him whether the food tastes good.
Don't look so offended.
I'm not offended.
'Offended' really isn't the word.
There are a thousand better ones.
I could have done other things with the evening, too.
Like what?
I've got plenty of work to do.
Yes...
Can't he call or something?
I don't want to wait any more. I'm going.
Put on your nightie, okay?
- Good evening, hello. - Hello.
Hello.
So, what can I do for you?
- What to see the drinks list? - No, no need.
- I'd like a double vodka. - Double vodka?
Yes...
We're supposed to share these.
- Sorry? - I think these are for the both of us.
Thanks.
Should we have a conversation?
I think it would be good. I know who you are.
- What? - I know who you are.
I was waiting for you this evening.
- What's that you say! - I cooked for you,
waited with your daughter for you Your granddaughter...
ran about the apartment and was really hyper...
and you didn't come.
You know my daughter and she sent you here or what?
She didn't send me, but I know her well.
Why didn't you come this evening?
Is this an interrogation? Are you here to spy on me?
- Well? - No. No one sent me.
I just wanted to see who you are...
and what you're doing instead of joining us.
Don't talk nonsense. My daughter sent you to sound me out.
- Right? - No.
You were sent to find out why I hadn't come.
It has nothing to do with your daughter.
- I came here of my own accord. - How do you know her? Are you friends?
Excuse me, could I also have...
one of those vodkas, only not so much, please.
- Yes. Coming up. - Thanks.
You live in the same building and are friends with her?
And you know her little one, too?
- Your granddaughter. - How old is she, now?
- Five. - That's right.
Well, then...
To our joint acquaintances.
'Always' is what one says.
- What's that? - Move closer. I can't really hear you.
What nationality are you?
Mongolian.
- Mongolian? - And why didn't you come?
- That's much more important. - This evening?
Daughter, granddaughter...
It just didn't work out in the end.
I just couldn't, I got cold feet.
I haven't seen them for a couple of years, and...
I got to the from door...
then I just couldn't.
I don't know...
I don't know what the problem was, but... That's right.
What's your profession?
- Why are you so inquisitive? - If you're so close,
I'd like to know who I'm sitting here with.
And what do you want to know if I get closer still?
The stools are so huge.
What now?
Are you a model? You are so slim.
You...
- might be... - I'm not slim. I'm not.
If you undressed me, probably...
- it'd all flop out. - I wouldn't dare.
Is this a pickup?
This is no pickup. It's normal communication.
What's life like in a yurt?
How many people live in one?
Maybe three children...
with their parents and grandparents...
- maybe. - All of them in one room?
- There are no partitions? - No, it's all one tent.
In the middle is a stove.
It's very romantic.
And the Mongolians, they...
are aways having sex.
In the yurt.
What do the others do then?
Do they not play football in the meanwhile or what?
Or do they watch? The children watch?
- The children sleep at night. - Right.
And the grandparents?
The grandparents listen.
Really?
So there's no sense of shame towards...
- It's not talked about. - The grandparents?
It's not talked about. My grandmother, she did the same.
She even had two men.
Two men, two yurts...
They were next to each other.
And she'd go this way, then that way.
- Is that true? - This way, then that.
And the, the...
main husband didn't go get a gun
and kill his rival?
Nah... they naturally knew about each other.
- And tolerated it all? - They did.
My grandmother managed and conducted all of this...
An emancipated woman...
It's nothing to do with that.
It's about wherever love strikes and how far...
a person's patience will go.
- And how far does our patience go? - It's exhausted.
Shall we go to my yurt?
- You have a yurt here? - Yes I have a yurt.
Really? Where is it?
Where?
I'll show you.
Wait up.
Yes...
- You have to help me. - Are you making a scene?
- Please don't. - I never make a scene.
- Women don't. - What's the problem exactly?
I just need a little help. I am very drunk.
I couldn't eat this evening.
The food wasn't served, our guest didn't come...
Where's your...
Where's your coat? Here.
All right?
- Many thanks. - Goodbye.
Come along.
Recently I...
I recently heard something about Mongolia on television.
I saw a film that was called...
'The Gold Trail.'
About Mongolian gold diggers in the Gobi desert.
These men...
Man!
I'm a corpse by comparison.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow morning.
My father called yesterday
Probably to apologise.
But I'm definitely not calling him back.
Why bother with the stress?
Come on, shake that belly.
Who's got a belly here?
Turn, jump! Jump!
Turn. Turn.
Jump, jump...
Hip...
Yes.
When can I see you again?
You're seeing me now.
At the fitness studio doing sport? What the hell?
No. If someone comes in...
Who cares?
Would it be terrible if someone thought you're a lesbian?
I'm not a lesbian.
You still don't get it?
A friend of mine told me
that a girlfriend of his told him
that she went with an older Turk.
He said, she should get undressed
and laid her on the bed...
and then, for an hour,
he crouched there and stared at her snatch.
And then he was satisfied.
It's similar with me nowadays.
That's all that's needed.
But how do you imagine it,
- an hour of snatch-staring? - He stares at the forest...
the branches...
he'd looked at all that had been,
but he'd never really seen it.
At that age, your age, you're not so free.
I think one grows freer in this regard.
- So what then is freedom? - Being able to forget.
In this case, forgetting.
Then that's all that remains.
That really...
I think there's only...
Brecht has this...
terrific poem...
although it's one he, if I've got this right...
he wrote it when he was only...
I think he was only 16 or 18.
He's recalling an old love: One day in blue moon'd September...
In silence beneath a plum tree, I held her, my still, wan love
In my arms, a fair and lovely dream.
Above us, in the blue summer skies,
There was a cloud I gazed at long. It was so white and so high above,
Yet when I looked again, the cloud was gone.
Since that day many a moon
Came sailing in, then floated along.
Doubtless the plums were felled for timber
And if you ask what did of that love become?
I reply,
I cannot recall.
Yet I know for sure what you have in mind:
Her face. Of it I have no recollection at all.
I can only say I kissed it once.
And even that kiss would have been long as none
Had it not been for the white cloud in the sky;
It was so driven white and so very high.
So very white and came from ahigh.
The plum trees may still bear blossom,
And that woman may have borne her seventh child...
And here Weil's music sets in
But that cloud was in bloom for a mere few minutes
And as I looked up it vanished in the sky.
So he was liberated from love.
But he could still recall.
The feeling had passed.
But he remembered the cloud.
Love didn't trouble him anymore. That's how I'd understand it.
Over. Gone.
Lost your key or what?
I know it's been a bit tiresome with me...
of late.
And...
But I want...
you to know
how happy I am that you get on well with Sofia,
and that the two of you get up to so much together.
Are you going to open the bottle or not?
We can lie down, drink a bk, do some reading...
Cheers.
Got to go.
Ciao.
Thanks for the champagne.
I have to put my stockings on myself!
I'm so horny and no one's there to put on my stockings.
Iva! I've told you 1000 times:
Discipline!
I'll tell you how to go about things:
Listen to me.
So great...
You have to be stricter!
Nothing comes of nothing.
Iva... And you...
Who are you, anyway!
Hello, it's me.
And your distanced and reserved manner
- is getting irritating. - Yes, it relaxes me.
I'm not depressive at all...
or anything like that.
I'm not frustrated,
but I guess I'm nihilistic.
Iva wants nothing to do with you.
Yes, I know.
But I want to get to know the little one.
It was different in the past.
When they're babies it's more abstract
Now she's probably a small person.
Suddenly she interests me.
Iva aways calls you Father the Terrible.
Let's forget about that.
- We three could do something together. - I wanted to suggest that.
Bring the little girl along.
Her mother doesn't have to know.
- Sofia you and me. - Yes.
Say it.
Say it...
Say I belong to you.
No.
That I'm your possession.
No, you won't hear me say that.
Take care of me.
It's aways the same.
Yes?
Sofia, come here.
Come here.
Inhale.
It will protect you.
Grandmother.
Why are you angry with me? Because you...
you kept the child secret from me.
You should have let me know.
You suddenly show up at the door holding this child by the hand.
You're still my little girl.
I worry about you.
Raising a girl is a great challenge.
After your parents died, I became your mother
and raised you all alone. You have nothing to conceal from me.
Isn't that so?
What are you doing here?
- Come in. - Where is Iva?
- She's not here. - What?
Come in.
You're very drunk. Come on.
I'm not drunk.
Where's the daughter!
She's not here. She's out and about.
There's someone, someones there.
The child. Be quiet. She is asleep.
- What? - She's asleep.
It's her?
Sofia's sleeping.
I think it'd be good if you lay down.
She's so blond.
She's asleep
I see.
Not so loud!
A fuck is all that counts?
Why so hostile?
Iva, if you want to lead someone else's life,
go and find it.
But if you want to lead your life,
then you have to...
You didn't get me?
You think you can look at me like that?
I'm not putting up with that.
What a beautiful day
On that day
in the desert
my chick was directly behind me.
And above us there was suddenly a huge shadow.
I'd never before seen such large wings.
There was just a:
BABELFISH TRANSLATIONS Thomas Cooper