10 1915 MARRYING THIS ORDINARY MAN
Berlin Train station, 1915. World War I
Sabina! A bientot! Bon voyage et bon retour! A bientot!
I have a coffee please?
of course, just a moment.
What is it, darling ?
leave me standing like this. Say something to me!
said everything we had to say, Walter, haven't we?
something that will stay with me all the way to Hannover.
Say something unforgettable. Say something I can take with
me to the battlefield!
You are such a handsome, beautiful man! You look so dashing
in your uniform! So Aryan! You are such a wonderfully strong
man! Isn't it beautiful that I can tell you everything?
Did you ever really love me?
ALMA I told
you so often! In so many ways. How can you doubt it?
don't doubt it. I just want to know.
care, my dear! (She kisses him. The train whistles.) And write
will. Gropius leaves.
ALMA I love
your letters. (to Reserl) I should have never come to Berlin.
man loves you.
so perverse, so pointless. Trying to re-start a worn-out liaison!
Do you really have to visit your mother, before going back
to the front -
- I told you a thousand times
ALMA I came
all the way from Vienna to Berlin to be with you. But if you
really think you have to visit her before going to the front
Alma! We've been together for a week, we haven't been apart
for a single moment! That's...
if that's enough for you, go see her. Go! Go to her. I won't
stand in your way. Heaven forbid!
Why won't you come with me to Hannover?
mother doesn't like me. You know that .
you've had enough of me, haven't you? You're already missing
you aren't going to start that all over again, I hope!
Tell me the truth: did you really put an end to your relationship
with Oskar Kokoschka?
Tell me: Did you put an end to your relationship with Kokoschka,
yes or no?!
ALMA I can't
stand this anymore
Alma leaves the room. Gropius follows her.
you put an end to your relationship with Kokoschka, yes or
ALMA I told
you a hundred times: I don't want to see that person ever
again! And I will not see that person ever again!
why did he publish that poem? »Allos-Makar« ?
ALMA Oh God!
Not that silly poem again?
not a silly poem. I re-read it tonight. Every line is pregnant
with secret signs and meaning!
How was I twisted magically,
since from a hazy world,
a small white bird me summoned,
to whom I never came across.
As in an instant
swiftly she transformed into my being,
like a back door.
Strive, you eyes, to spot her!
I into the needy summer night,
crying from a rift.
Not to mention the title: »Allos-Makar«! All of
a sudden figured it out... ...
told you! He chose the title for its Greek meaning: It means
»To be happy in a different way«.
don't take me for a fool!! It's an anagram of Al-ma-Os-kar:
All-os-Ma-kar. It's so obvious!
getting on my nerves, with all your snooping and spying! You'd
smell an affair in a laundry receipt! You're obsessed! It
has nothing to do with me. ! It has nothing at all to do with
me ! But I do appreciate the artistic value of the poem...
artistic value of the poem«...!
please!!!... Don't take me for a fool!!
you keep an eye on it? I'll be right back. -
Gropius has disappeared. Alma is looking for him on the platform.
Walter?! Where are you?!!! Walter?!!!
Alma, come here!! Come here! Look in my eyes! Alma, I'm not
asking about what you did. I'm just asking if you told him
that you didn't ever want to see him again?
yes, yes, yes, yes!! How many times do I have to tell you:
I don't ever want to see that man again! I will not see that
man ever again!
you told me. But did you tell him too?
He has practically destroyed my mind! He's the only person
I've ever let to do that to me. I wish I'd never met him!
here! Look in my eyes! Promise me that you are not going to
see him or even open his letters - if he sends you any - ever
again! Don't tear them up, just send them back!
that all you want me to promise you? What else am I supposed
to not do?! I am not your wife yet! I hope you are aware of
Alma tears herself away from him, and walks fast away.
Reserl) Oskar has the right to say whatever he wants,, but
not this man, not this little ordinary man!
Gropius's train whistles. It is going to leave the station.
Alma! Alma! Wait! Please! Wait!! Come with me to Hannover!
I'll marry you! Come on, get on the train! Come on! Hurry
Your suitcase, Madame! Your suitcase!...
suitcase, Madame! Your suitcase!
The train leaves.
the suitcase and finds some letters: »Oskar Kokoschka,
Care of Dresden Art Museum...« (She closes the suitcase,
picks it up, and walks off murmuring to herself:) »Oskar
Kokoschka, Care of Dresden Art Museum...«