Dream Story (Traumnovelle)

"Before I can answer you,

"I first must join with Satan.

"Let me gaze to the face of truth.

"Forgetfulness is granted you.

"I know a sacred potion, rued from magic herb,

"which renews the heart.

"But whoever needs it must prick the herb themself,

"at midnight.

"The place is ghostly."

Beautifully read, sweetie.

- When do we go to the opera to see the carnival ball?

The masked ball.

On Friday.

Time for bed.

Mm-hmm.

Sweet dreams, kiddo.

Good night.

Good night, sweetheart.

So.

So.

Where were we?

Oh,

you were going to tell me

what was going through your head last night?

Was I?

Mm-hmm.

Amelia.

When was the last time Jakob?

Last night.

Four months before that.

I know.

- Without music, life would be a mistake.

Want a drink?

Wanna fuck?

What?

Do you like the music?

Not really.

I'm Domino.

Have you met my girlfriend?

Hi.

I'm Domina.

Domina.

Domino.

I'm Dominos.

Wanna go someplace else?

Someplace else?

- Someplace else.

You wanna get outta here?

Sure.

Hello.

Oh.

Were you thinking about those two girls, when we had sex?

- I was thinking about the guy who was hitting on you.

Did it make you jealous?

Did you want to?

Last night, in the club,

I don't know, maybe.

But now, no.

- The thought of a total stranger turns you on.

- Well, those remote dildo girls turned you on, didn't they?

Okay.

Sure, I was aroused.

Okay.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Did you wanna fuck them?

- Going to that club was your idea.

- Jakob, it was your idea to talk to those girls?

Did you wanna fuck them?

Yes, I did.

But I don't think we should read into it too much.

Why,

'cause you're a man?

- Because if it's nothing more than desire, it's not real.

Do you really believe that?

Yes.

If only you knew.

If only I knew what?

Tell me.

Do you really wanna know?

Yes.

- Do you remember our vacation in Denmark?

Something happened there.

Right,

you mean the girl I saw?

- No, you already told me about her.

Actually,

I meant,

something happened to me in Denmark.

Do you remember the young man sitting at the table,

next to us in the bar,

the one who got some kind of message?

What about him?

I'd seen him earlier that day.

He looked at me just once,

but, he didn't smile.

In fact, his expressions seemed to darken.

And I felt so moved,

like never before in my life.

I laid dreaming about it all day.

If he had spoken to me,

would I have been able to resist?

I imagine I was up for just about anything.

But at the same time, you were closer to me

than ever before.

That afternoon we talked more openly

than we had in a long time,

about our future together, about Henny, about us.

But then later at the restaurant,

I saw him on the beach.

I was so happy to see him.

I stroked your head, kissed you.

I felt so much pity for you.

I don't think it was a coincidence

that he and his friends were sitting

right next to us that night.

He didn't look at me,

but I toyed with the idea of standing up and saying,

here I am, take me.

The hotel manager came and whispered something in his ear.

He went pale.

But then he looked at me.

And then he left the room.

Come on.

- The next morning I woke up with a sense of fear.

Whether it was fear he had gone

or that he might still be there, I don't know.

But when he didn't reappear by afternoon,

I breathed the sigh of relief.

And?

Since then,

I can't help but seeing him when we fuck.

Hello.

Okay, did you call a paramedic?

Good.

I'm on my way.

Yes, of course.

You have to go?

- Bollinger's had another seizure.

Aren't there paramedics?

- I'm the family doctor, I have to make an appearance.

Okay.

- Hopefully it won't take too long.

(people singing in foreign language)