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So, who is the woman in the station wagon?

Beth.

Keenish.

Herr... Konish?

'Ö.' It's not an 'E.'

'Ö.' "Herr König."

Where's Gretchen?

Gretchen and the movers are right behind us.

Okay, so, she's not your mother?

No, she's Beth.

Ah, okay.

And what is going on with your sister?

She deaf or something?

No.

But she can't speak. It's fucking annoying.

You okay, honey?

The nice man who owns this place will take us to our new home.

Oh!

Ah, very good, Luis!

You've been practicing, huh?

How was your journey?

Oh, very pleasant, thank you.

We almost forgot how beautiful it is here.

Ah, we almost forgot how beautiful you are, Beth.

Oh, stop!

Keep going!

Gretchen, come say hi.

Gretchen.

-What's up? -Oh, Jesus.

Nice to meet you. Willkommen.

Thank you.

No, thank you, Beth.

We are so glad to have you back.

And please do not worry about your late arrival.

I completely understand.

We have something for you.

It's...

The original sketch.

We drew that up the night that you showed us

the land you acquired.

Beth, that is...

Well, we will display this in the new guest lodge.

- Oh! - You know, you two lovebirds

stumbled into my nest almost eight years ago to the day.

And I believe there were more

than just architectural plans that were conceived this day.

Hello, Alma.

Your German is already better than your father's, huh?

Ja, ja.

Hey, Gretchen. How are you holding up?

I wish we could have spent a little more time together after the funeral,

but I get it.

You're all over Europe with your dad's family, huh?

Don't forget you have a band that needs your voice.

Anyway, I'm sending you the new mix.

I knew your mom would have loved it.

Beth? It's occupied.

Gretchen, let's go!

Herr König is taking us to the new house.

Can you sit with Alma this time?

Car? What? Car what?

What?

Hello there!

My name is Bonomo. I'm your neighbor.

I have my hands full.

Oh, me too.

Are you the housekeeper?

No, I'm a daughter.

Oh, really?

Haven't heard about you.

Are you from England as well?

No, I'm not.

Why would you have heard about me?

I told...

Jesus.

Forgive me, my dear.

Didn't mean to startle you.

I told Dr. Bonomo about your family.

Dr. Bonomo is the medical superintendent of the local hospital

and also the chronic disease treatment facility,

which I am also funding.

This is Gretchen.

Gretchen.

Yeah.

Gretchen is from the United States.

It has been decided that she is moving in with her father.

What a pleasant surprise.

Hi, you have reached the Vanderkurt residence.

Neither Gretchen nor Olivia are here now,

but we are dying to hear what you have to say,

so get ready to say it.

Hi, mom.

I know this is weird, um...

But it's good to hear your voice.

Going with dad was a bad idea, and I miss our house.

I'm short on money, but I'm gonna try to come home soon.

I know it's been tough.

But we are very happy you're here.

Excuse me.

Gretchen, my dear.

I, uh...

I've been thinking, for a young woman like you

there's... not so many things to do here during the summer, and so...

I have a little idea.

A proposal. How would you like to come work for me at the resort?

Oh, Herr König...

Well, it's an easy job,

and it will give you something to do

while your parents build the new resort for me.

I could use some more English-speaking staff.

Herr König, I think Gretchen...

I would pay you an appropriate salary, of course.

I don't... - Yeah, sure. I'll do it.

Oh.

Schön.

Wonderful.

Come by the reception tomorrow.

Here's your ID badge, sir.

Would you like to pay with cash or credit card?

Cash, or credit?

Cash.

"That will be 45 euro for a single room."

Uh, that will be 45 euro for a single room.

Oh, and this is Beatrice

and I am Gretchen.

You have to be polite and friendly, even if the guest is rude.

And remember to put up the sign if you go to the bathroom.

But if you have any real trouble, just call the boss.

He lives up the resort street, on the hill.

He lives in a vacation bungalow?

No, he has a villa way up there.

He bought the hotel, and so the bungalows

are basically in the front yard of his villa.

Weird, right?

Super.

This happens sometimes.

How's your first day, my dear?

Can't complain.

And how is your German coming along?

Not good.

This is okay.

You know, there are English-speaking schools

over the border, in Italy.

Well, I'll be along to pick you up in one hour.

Oh, I have my bike.

Oh?

No.

No, no, no.

No, it will be too dark on the country roads by then.

This is why you will not work late.

You will help Beatrix with the peak times.

What?

I thought we were going to split the evening shifts.

You have a car.

I have a life, too.

Beatrix, I will not get drawn into another debate with you.

I don't wanna have a debate with you.

-No. Every time I raise an issue with you,

there is something you have to say about it.

-I do everything you ask! -No.

-What? I work every day late shifts!

-You're blasting your Scheisse music on the car radio

on your way to work.

I hear it across the forest.

This is a nature reserve

and you are disturbing the wildlife

with your 'boom, boom...'

They can dance on the carpet...

Hey, Alma! What the fuck are you doing?

Hey, Alma! What the fuck are you doing?

Gretchen, turn it down!

Alma?

Shh, it's okay, it's okay.

What happened to your face?

My father's daughter scratched me.

Your sister?

-She's not my sister. -Oh.

Come on now.

I'm sure she really wants you to be her sister.

She had a chance at getting one but she ate her twin.

It's called vanishing twin syndrome.

It's when one fetus dies in the early stages of the pregnancy

and then the surviving fetus absorbs the dead one.

I always thought it was kind of badass.

But yeah, she's a bitch.

Okay.

Another reason to not have kids.

Thanks for finishing my shift.

Erik and I haven't been on a date in ages.

Here's my master key.

There's only one. Don't lose it.

And at 10 p.m. sharp you lock everything up like I showed you.

And boss doesn't need to know.

It's fine.

Okay.

Uh-huh.

Can I get a room?

May I see your ID or passport?

You can't just ask for my name?

Uhm...