Love Is Colder Than Death (1969)

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The sequence showing the drive
along Landsberger Strasse

was made available by
Jean-Marie Straub.

Give me one!

You'll pay for that, you swine!

You've had three
previous convictions.

Two for as*ault
and one for procuring.

Is that correct?

Something like that.
- It's exactly that.

Our information
is absolutely reliable.

OK.

You know why you are here?

Very well,

I'll tell you.

The syndicate wants you
to work for us.

Do you smoke?

The syndicate gets what it wants.
You know that.

In principle, it's all very simple.
You do the work

and you'll be paid regularly.

How do you like the idea?

You have a girlfriend.

She's a very pretty girl,
isn't she?

Will you work for the syndicate?

You will work for the syndicate.

I work for myself and no one else.

Raoul!

I don't want to work
for the syndicate.

Watch your step, kid!
They can be real mean here.

Do you have a jail record?

You don't want to talk?
It's better that way.

What's your name?

Bruno.

My name's Franz.

Where are you from?

A small provincial town.

I'm from Munich.

I have a girl there...

I'm fond of her.

Be careful, kid!
They'll t*rture you.

Here!

Beat it!

Have you thought the matter over?

You'd have a secure future
as an employee of the syndicate.

The syndicate has the best lawyers,

the best connections.

I want to be free.

Come on! Get up!

They're letting me go today.

I don't know what you plan to do
when they let you go.

You can come to us if you like.

Can you memorize the address?

Munich, 129 Hess Strasse.

Munich, 129 Hess Strasse.

I usually get some nice person
sitting opposite me here.

Would you like this apple?

What are you thinking about?

Sex?

About the revolution.

Good!

You think so?

How vulgar!

You like that?

Did you enjoy the apple?

When I was 12 I smashed a vase over
my father's head and k*lled him.

At 16, I was the leader of a g*ng.

One day we k*lled a guy who was
sitting on a bench with a girl.

We pissed down on him from a hill.

He came up and gave us
a dressing down.

So we went for him,
and he just keeled over.

You know, with brass knuckles.

And then he was dead.

Just kicked the bucket.

Can't see you now, Sweetie.
Come back in half an hour.

I've come about a guy called Franz.

He doesn't live here anymore.
He left quite a while back.

Were you his girl?

He's not my type-

What was her name again?

Joanna, you mean?

b*stard!

I'm looking for a girl
called Joanna.

Why Joanna? Why not me?

Because she's the one
I have to find.

I saw her just now
in a yellow dress.

I've been watching you.

You've been here quite a while now.

You're alone, aren't you?

I'm alone, too.

Maybe we belong together?

I'm looking for a girl
called Joanna.

I know a girl called Joanna.

129 Herz Strasse.

Second floor, on the right.

But don't say who told you...

please.

How did it go?

We ought to find an apartment
where we can stay...

Have a child

and some peace.

A guy from the crime squad
stopped me again today.

What did he want?

He wanted to know
if you were still around.

I'm looking for someone
called Joanna.

She lives here, I believe?
- Yes, that's right.

May I come in?

There's another customer for you.

Who is it?

Bruno.

Come in!

Put your hands up!

He's clean.

It really is Bruno.

Some Turkish guy was shot down.

He had a few girls working the
streets for him here.

So his brother comes looking
for revenge.

And some rat tells the guy
I'd k*lled his brother.

Did you?

The hell, I did!
As if I'd k*ll a Turk!

Anyway, I'm keeping off the streets
till he's found the right guy.

Joanna?

Joanna's OK.

He can't sh**t you
if you get him first...

OK, kid!

Darling!

Can I help you?

Do you have steel-rimmed glasses?

Steel-rimmed glasses!
- I don't know.

Are these any good?
- I'm not sure... They look good.

Would you serve me, please?
- Sorry, what did you want?

Just to ask whether you
have steel-rimmed glasses.

I don't know...

Would you wait your turn?

The lady just wanted...
- It's OK.

I'm looking for round glasses

like the cop in Psycho had.

The guy who finds Janet Leigh's car.

Do you know what I mean?

We don't have round glasses.
- Very poor service. I shall complain.

I have only one pair of hands!

The steel-rimmed glasses!
- Yes.

If you don't have round glasses,
what else can you show me, darling?

We don't have such a big selection.
We're a department store.

Thanks a lot.

Another time maybe.

Just a moment!

Hold it!

You know very well you can't smoke
in a department store.

That's right!
See to it they keep order here!

I have a g*n license.

For what type?

Close the door!

An Israeli sub-machine g*n.

The only machine g*n I have
is a very fine dummy.

Let's have a look!

This here.

It's much less expensive,
of course.

But it sits beautifully
in the hand.

Do you have a revolver?

I'm out of Walther PKKs
at the moment.

Ammunition?

Thank you.

Why have you taken off
your glasses?

He doesn't turn me on

Physically.

Honestly!

What was that for?

Because you laughed at Bruno,

and Bruno's my friend.

And what about me?
- You?

You love me anyway.

Yes, please?

Coffee!
- OK.

What would you like?
- A coffee.

And for you?
- Coffee.

I'm the guy you're looking for.

Is that your car parked back there?

Which one?

The American one.
The Ford Mustang or whatever.

Yeah.

Can I see your papers?

Why?

Cut out the funny questions!

Will you show me your papers or...?

Look, I could understand
you perfectly...

It's quite simple.

A rival gets m*rder*d...

His brother turns up
to avenge his death.

But someone tips him off
that you're the k*ller.

So he comes looking for you.

You're afraid to leave
your hideout.

After a while, you've had enough,
and you think:

before he gets you, you'll get him.

Just imagine:
you sh**t him... and not just once.

And now you can go out again.

And you get arrested.

It's a nice story.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Sure, things like that
are bound to happen.

You might even be acquitted.

Acting in self-defense...

If it weren't for the girl,
Erika Rohmer.

Pretty girl, 19 years old.

Still had a lot to expect from life.

OK...

You had

to get rid of the Turk.

I can see that.

But why did you have
to k*ll the girl?

I have nothing to do with it.

OK.

I'm saving up the best things
for later.

How's Joanna?

She's fine.

And business?

Is that fine, too?

We've gone straight.

Apart from two little murders.

Sure.

How do you make a living?

We get by.

OK,

where were you last night?

What time?

Let's say

around six.

At six?...

I was in bed.

Alone?

Was I ever alone in bed?

In jail, you were.

Apart from in jail, that's true.

So who were you with?

I'm a gentleman.

Oh, yes?

OK, let's start again
at the beginning.

We have plenty of time for you.

24 hours. Not a minute longer.

The police are holding him
because of the Turk.

They have to release him by 10 tomorrow
morning if he doesn't confess.

He can't take a lot.

The same questions over
and over again.

"Where were you yesterday at six?"

"Who were you in bed with?"

"Why did you sh**t the waitress?"

"Where did you hide the g*n?"

Didn't they come to the apartment?

It was pretty risky to wait in the car
outside the police station.

Is that it?

How would you like it?

In mark coins?

Good, huh?

Very clean, the bank.

When?

Tomorrow.

The biggest amount of cash
is there on Fridays.

We'll go our separate ways
tomorrow

and fend for ourselves for a while.

Each of us will take a small amount
of the cash.

The rest will be hidden.

We'll meet again in a few months

when the heat's off.

Who is it?

Open the door, Hanna! Hurry up!

A customer.

Open the door!

There are two others here!

And one of them has a g*n!

I'll get rid of him.

I spoke on the phone
with Mr. Strauss.

His orders are to get
rid of the girl.

It's to be done tomorrow.

If you fire first

we can take advantage
of the confusion.

And the weapon?

Tomorrow.

In the black Citroën.

OK.

At 4:30.

Make sure you hit her properly!

See you in Greece!

Bavarian State Bank

Still too many people.

Where's Joanna?
- She's buying cigarettes.

Buying cigarettes.

Why aren't there any here?
I asked for them specially.

But I haven't seen any.

Where is she?

She'll be here in a minute.

Put your hands up!

I have a machine g*n!

Don't move, or we'll sh**t!

Hands up!

Is he dead?

Yes.

Damn it!

They're on our tail.

Open the door and throw him out!

He's dead.

Help me move him aside!

I called the police.

wh*re!