The Merchant of Four Seasons (Händler der vier Jahreszeiten)

- Who is it? - It's me, Hans!

Oh, it's you.

Mother!

Just like you to show up in the middle of the night.

I've been away for more than a year, Mother.

Joining the Legion, well, that's your own business.

But dragging along with you a nice young man like Manfred Wagner-

His parents gave me such a hard time.

They held me responsible, me!

Is he back, too? - Manni is dead.

It's always the same.

The best are left behind while people like you come home.

I've changed, Mother.

A devil in the morning, a devil in the afternoon.

Fresh pears!

THE MERCHANT OF FOUR SEASONS

2.40 a kilo!

A real bargain!

Fresh pears!

Fresh pears!

2.40 a kilo!

Buy them here!

Fresh pears!

2.40!

Buy them here!

Fresh pears!

Hey!

What?

Fresh pears!

Fresh pears!

Buy them here!

A real bargain!

Fresh pears!

The best quality!

Hello?

Bring me up two pounds, please.

Nice big ones.

You're not going.

I have to go.

Two pounds of pears, please.

Come in.

No, she -

Maybe some other time.

As you wish.

I'll leave the pears here.

Thanks.

Honestly, I didn't even shake hands with her.

You were gone for seven minutes.

In seven minutes, you can do more than shake hands.

Fresh pears!

Fresh pears!

Very cheap!

Fresh pears!

Only 2.40!

A real bargain! - Of course you're dishonest.

It's a bit more, okay? - Sure.

Having trouble?

You know how men are.

2.80.

I'm sure you know.

Give me a double.

- Having a tough time? - It's always the same.

I know what you mean.

Thanks.

I'll go pick up Renate from the nursery.

Okay. I'll take the pears to the cellar.

Dinner will be ready at 7:00.

Go ahead!

Nothing!

Nothing can be taken back once it's happened.

Nothing.

It was my own fault.

How could I get mixed up with someone like her?

I'm an idiot.

But I was a good police officer.

Honestly. Not one problem, not one.

Not until that little tramp.

She had the hots for you, right?

The hots? Oh, man.

I picked her up in Viktualienmarkt.

Prohibited area, I thought.

Pretty obvious what she was doing there.

I said, “Come with me, kid.

We'll have a little talk down at the station.”

And she came along willingly.

That's it.

I wanted to take down her personal info.

Only her personal info.

- Name? - Marile.

Marile Kosemund.

Date of birth?

May 31, 1932. In Munich.

Officer Epp!

Excuse me, I -

No need to explain, Officer.

I'm not blind.

And,

believe me, there will be consequences for you.

Yes?

No.

Look, I'm so worried.

He really isn't with you?

Of course.

Excuse me. Thanks.

Swan Inn?

This is Mrs. Epp.

I'd like to know if my husband is there.

Yes, Hans.

Yes?

Thanks.

Thanks.

Of course it was fair.

What else could they do?

What else?

It's absolutely obvious

that such behavior can't be tolerated in the department.

I'm not complaining.

If I didn't know that myself...

I'd have been a lousy police officer, right?

But I was a good police officer.

A good police officer.

What are you doing here?

Come home, please.

Please come home.

I'll come home when I feel like it. Is that clear?

Hans! Please!

I said I'll come home when I feel like it!

Or are you deaf?

I'll come home when I feel like it...

and not one second sooner, get it?

Not one second.

Now get out of here or you'll get it!

Please, Hans. Please.

You'll pay for that chair, you know.

I'll pay for the chair.

Of course I'll pay for the chair.

I pay for everything.

Everything.

Another round! Come on!

What else do I work for?

What else?

Am I right? - Sure.

How much, sweetheart?

Stop crying.

Put the child to bed and go to sleep.

God, what a filthy pig you are.

Get out of here, Renate.

- Come here! - Don't touch me!

You hit me!

Let go of me! - Do what I say!

You're my wife! Is that clear?

Stop it, please!

Don't you dare call me a pig!

Not you!

You think I work so hard so you can call me a pig?

I'll call the police!

The police?

You want to call the police?

Go ahead and call the police!

Call them!

You bitch!

I want to sleep.

Be quiet.

I just want to sleep.

Irmgard?

Irmgard?

Irmgard!

Irmgard!

Irmgard! Irmgard! Irmgard!

Can I help you, Mr. Epp?

Did you hear them last night?

- You kidding? I couldn't sleep. - I wouldn't stand for it.

Did you hear them, too?

I'm leaving you for good. Irmgard.

I want to study to be a mechanic, Mother.

No, Hans. You'll stay in school.

I don't want you in a profession where you'll get your hands dirty.

Absolutely not.

And that's final.

I hate you! I hate you, Mother!

And then he hit me.

You can't imagine how he hit me.

With his fists!

He hit me with his fists!

Renate!

Renate!

Tell them.

Tell them how he hit me.

Tell them.

Mommy, Mommy!

I'll never go back to him.

Never again.

It's so humiliating.

Of course you won't.

There's a certain line one mustn't cross.

No matter what can be said in his favor.

And we've always taken that into account.

Have you?

So what exactly do you take into account?

Please, Anna.