Help Me I Am Dead

No! No, let me go!

Let me go, you bastards! Let me go!

Don't make such a fuss.

Come on, teach her some manners.

She likes it.

Come on, that's enough.

Get lost!

Get lost, bitch!

Now... do you have something for us?

Yes, I got some information.

Then give 'em to us. That's why you're here.

Because of your charges.

And I can rely on seeing my family again?

I took notice of your request.

Your family was deported but is still alive.

Now do your part.

B... but...

What? Did you change your mind?

N... no...

And you're sure they're hiding fugitives?

A woman and a child?

Yes... sure. I'm absolutely sure.

What's your name again?

Jonathan. Jonathan Friedberg.

You know, Jonathan, I'm famous for not collaborating with jews and traitors.

It was your duty to press charges.

I'm understanding your conditions as bribery.

Erich.

But... I did what you wanted me to do!

OK little friend... I think you've got a problem.

If you don't get back on your feet again soon...

you will die miserably. And your friends won't help you.

You can't expect compassion from others, if you're not compassionate yourself.

This distinguishes you from us humans.

Oh, you made it. And you're neither angry with your bug friends...

nor are you seeking revenge,

just because they belong to the same race as you.

Hey Mike... what are you doing?

I envy you.

No, I got to work on my study.

Yes, I will call you.

Do we see each other?.. Yes...

Bye... kiss you.

Research project, day 12.

Today, I will interview people more up in the north.

Differences in behaviour patterns between rural and urban people...

become more apparent than expected.

The second criterion seems to be the age of the interviewees.

The war generation is standing out in particular.

Excuse me... Can I ask you a few question for my research project?

Get lost, bitch, or I'll kick your ass.

Piss off, before I make you get a move on.

Good joke Antonio: “before I make you get a move on"!

She could really use that, doesn't she? Haha!

Are you deaf or something? Get lost!

Piss off!

Excuse me, can you spare a minute?

Do you need help?

No... I'm a student of psychology...

and I would like to ask a few questions.

I'm studying the difference between people living in the countryside and in the city.

If I can help you it's fine with me.

Can I record the questions?

I don't mind.

Thank you very much.

Why are you living in the countryside?

Well, I grew up here and I'm just used to it.

Did you ever think about moving to the city?

I had to live in the city during apprenticeship.

I didn't like it too much.

People are more aggressive there.

I really didn't like it, I can tell you.

Do you think the reason is growing up in the countryside?

No, my sister prefers the city although we shared the same childhood.

Very interesting. Thank you very much.

Say... there's a path through the wood, right at the back of that church.

Is somebody living there, I might interview, too?

There is a house, but it is abandoned since the war.

It's unsellable because of the bad reputation.

Someone broke in and was found dead. That already happened twice.

People around here made up a lot of stories.

Especially the older ones.

They are afraid of the house. Superstition, you see?

- That's all I know. - Very interesting.

Thank you very much. Goodbye.

Have a nice day.

I decided... to go to the old house...

to further study the difference between people from the countryside and the city.

I want to know more about the origin of superstition.

Maybe the old house and ifs stories...

can provide me with enough insight, to make my research project a success.

Damn.

The house is located so far behind trees that you can barely see it.

Even so, people afraid of it.

A gale is blocking my way, so it got to give up here.

My legs! What is happening?

I can walk.

I can walk!

I... can walk!

I... I can walk!!

I don't understand. Now it's working again.

I don't believe it. I can't believe it.

I can't believe it. I can walk again.

But as soon as I get away from the house, my legs fail to work.

I will go to the house now.

This house has a kind of magic attraction to me.

It seems like nothing has changed since then.

I'm still able to walk.

The doctors seemed right when they... when they said...

my handicap, caused by the accident, would be psychosomatic.

And that I should have been able to walk again.

It has lo be connected to this house somehow.

Damn. Nothing has changed.

Why?

Why?

My hope, the blockade would have disappeared permanently...

has been broken.

I have to find out, why this house has such a big influence on my psyche.

I will go home...

to get a few things and return in the evening.

And I won't tell anybody about this...

to not be influenced.

I will examine the house carefully now.

Is anybody there?

I know... that I'm quite jumpy and...

my psyche is vulnerable to old houses...

but...

but I'm surprised that this environment has such an influence on me...

that I can still use my legs.

And that I'm imagining hearing noises...

that ain't there.

I was even sure to hear children laughing...

but...

but I'm sure that is impossible.

Nevertheless, I decided to spend the night here.

I will tell my boyfriend, though...

to let him know I'm here.

Hey Mike, it's me.

Yes... uhm... I've got to tell you something.

I can walk.

Yes. Can you come by?

No, there's more. I tell you how to get here.

Hey, I'm in front of the entrance.

Walk around the house. There's an open window.

- See you soon. - OK, bye.

Hey... come here.

- This is unbelievable! - I can walk!

This is great. You can stand...

how can that be?

But only here in this house.

- What do you mean? - When I go outside...

my legs fail to work again.

That means... you can feel everything right now?

Maybe the doctor was right with the blockade.

I don't know.

Maybe...

I want to stay here. I think...

it has something to to with this house. And I want to find out about it.

The key lies in here and not elsewhere.

Why should I see a doctor now?

Come here.

I'm not very happy about that.

You know I will leave for two days tonight.

If you need any help...

you won't reach me. You have to understand that.

I know.

But I will do it anyhow.

I've got to leave now.

Do you have everything you need?

Not everything.

What... do you mean?

Did you know, I never did it without my handicap?

I still don't know how it is to...

feel everything.

You mean...

you don't know how it feels with moving your legs?

The divisions that already started offensives...

and within the next weeks and months...

will start major offensives, will attend that battles like attending church.

And when they put on their rifles...

they will only have their slain children...

and raped wives in their minds.

And their scream for vengeance will strike fear into the hearts of the enemy.

I'm completely alone now.

I'm a bit uncomfortable, thinking about the upcoming night.

But...

my curiosity is stronger.

I don't know where I'm heading...

and if I will get any sleep tonight...

Impossible!

I'm sure this door was closed.

That can't be true.

I'm not sure about my perception any more.

I... I can't rely on my psyche anymore.

I'm sure the chair moved. Did it?

I will need proof.

I will need proof. I will try out something.

Pull yourself together.

Pull yourself together, go up there, get the camera...

then you will see...