Parapsycho - Spektrum der Angst (1975) - full transcript

PARAPSYCHO
SPECTRUM OF FEAR

REINCARNATION

METEMPSYCHOSIS

TELEPATHY
HYPNOSIS

PSI = THE UNKNOWN POWER

...THE PARANORMAL EXISTS:

CONTRARY TO ALL LOGIC,
DOUBTS, VALIDITY

AND BEYOND THE USUAL KNOWLEDGE...

REINCARNATION = REBIRTH

55% OF ALL PEOPLE READ HOROSCOPES

70% OF ALL PEOPLE BELIEVE IN A 6TH SENSE



EVERY FIFTH PERSON CLAIMS TO HAVE
RECEIVED PSYCHICAL SIGNALS

TWO-THIRDS OF 25000 TESTED SCIENTISTS

BELIEVE IN THE
COMPUTER ANALYSIS OF

BIRTH DATES AND PLANET POSITIONS.

MASS PSYCHOSIS ????

He shoots the ball!

He catches it!

The halftime whistle is near.

And... Goal! Goal!

He outplays his opponent,
tears toward the goal.

Now! Now he will shoot!

Yes! Goal!

The match is still 3 to 3.

Maybe one team can
pick itself up.



Money transfer.

Our team tries to distract
the opponent with long passes.

There's a chance!

Excuse me.
Excuse me!

What do you want?
- Where can I make a call to Munich?

Over there.

Hello? It's me.
- Finally.

What's she saying?
- The little one must go to bed.

When will you come?
You promised her to be on time.

Tell her dad always keeps his word.

Especially on his birthday.
- She made a stitchery.

What? She stitched?

Tell her... I haven't forgotten...

The doll...
I'll bring it with me.

Hurry up.
- I will.

Send my love.

Excuse me.
- Is the thing not working?

Everything alright.

1.50 Mark.

The picture.
- What picture?

There's a chateau on
the calendar over there.

Where?
- In the phone booth.

Yes.

It looks familiar.

Do you know the chateau?
Is it nearby?

I wouldn't know.

Anything else?
- No.

It looked familiar.

Sorry to bother you.

Goal! Goal! Goal!

In the final minute!

You're late.

I expected you earlier.

Why?

Your coming was announced.

Me?

It must be a mistake.

I'm here only by chance.

But you wanted to rent the chateau.
- Me renting?

What gives you that idea?

The owners called that someone
wanted to rent the chateau.

Why else would you be here?

I saw the chateau on a calendar.

And when I drove by...

and saw it from the street...

But you cannot see
the chateau from the street.

I get it.

You won't tell you're interested
because of the rent.

But it's not that high.
The owners are reasonable.

At a first appearance...

Maybe my family and I actually
should spend the summer here.

Think it over.
Don't buy a pig in a poke.

Take a close look around.

The next time.
- I'll show you.

The power is not on yet.

The owners are money-saving.

I keep it filled up.

Come.

Hunting was her passion.

And she was somewhat odd.

That was her kind of humour.

Know what I mean?

You look tired.

Do you want a hot tea?
- No, thanks.

I prepared the bedroom.

But I'm not staying.

She shot at everything that moved.

After her husband's death...

They removed a fist-sized
fungus from his brain...

She never came back.

I don't understand...

When did you arrive?
- Hello?

It's me.
- Who is this?

Can't you tell?

Who is 'me'?
- Greta.

Are you alone?
- But...

Make sure that the old man leaves.
Tell him you will sleep it over.

We bail out at night.

But...
- Don't worry. I thought it all out.

Hello? Hello?

When did you arrive?

Can't tell exactly.

What is it?

Don't you trust me?

Why are you here?
- And you?

It's our only way out.

No one will ever know
why we are here.

Did you deal with the old man
like we agreed?

Did you tell him
you want to rent?

I can't remember.

You must remember
what you told him.

I don't know.

I don't know anything.

I must have overstrained in
the last few days.

The long drive...

I don't know what
to explain...

Nothing at all.

It is all right.

But that's...

I don't think you
can go with me.

I can't make sense of it.

It all could be true.

Don't play-act.
It's all behind us.

Why are you afraid?
- I'm not afraid.

I just don't know what to do.

It's cold.
There's hot tea the kitchen.

No one will be hurt by his death.

He once told me himself
on a passage to New York.

He told me about his life insurance.
He even joked about it.

He said the
insurance sum was so high

no insurance company
could afford his death.

Only to lovers he was stingy.

He wanted to be loved,
not his money.

I'll be able to forget.

I sometimes ask myself
if you are all worth it.

If any man is worth it.

What women are doing for them...

But...

The lighter.

Fingerprints.

Daddy! Where have you been?

Where have you been so long?
We worried about you.

Did you bring me a doll?

Let's light the candles.
The kid is ready for bed.

Where's my doll?
- The poem first.

"My heart is pure"
- "My heart is pure"

"and you shall be in it."
- "and you shall be in it."

"Only you my dear daddy."
- "Only you my dear daddy."

And now the present.

And a kiss.

Let her give you a kiss.

She wants to congratulate you
on your birthday.

Will he like it?

And now the doll.
- Yes!

It's in the car. I'll get it.
- No, stay.

You can get it yourself.

Half-past eleven.
She should be in bed.

Why aren't you talking?

I... I don't know what to say.

There is nothing to say.

I'm simply tired.

That's all. I'm tired.

Have a night's rest.
Tomorrow is another day.

Let's celebrate tomorrow.

After 35 years, one more night
doesn't make a difference.

You think so?

Look mummy! How beautiful!

It's gorgeous.

What a dear daddy, right?

Come honey,
let's get to bed.

Daddy is tired too.

I'll take her to bed.

The suitcase can wait till tomorrow.

I have to do something.

Don't touch it!

Give it to me.

Why aren't you in bed?

What do you want?

It's late.

You should go to bed.

What are you waiting for?
Go to bed!

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Are you afraid of me?
Why are you afraid?

Why would I be afraid?

I'm sorry...

You gave me a peculiar look.
A look like...

One you'd give a lunatic.

But I'm no lunatic.

The cup!
It would not be here

if it was all made up
by a lunatic.

Take a good look.

Don't you see it?

It's a cup.
Why are you showing me this?

Because of this little red spot.

Take a good look at it.

Fingerprints!
She had it in her hands. Get it?

I don't.

Maybe it's all a dream.

Even me talking to you.

No, Harry, you're awake.

You're overworked.
Ask a doctor.

I'll go today.

Not to a doctor
but to the Police.

I have to know who the woman was
and the dead man.

Thank god you
brought this to me

Else you'd be held
as a mental case.

That's her?

Yes. That's her.

Let's talk over there.

The young lady has a
considerable criminal record.

Everything you told me.

And you are certain?

Definitely.

It all could be true,
up to the last detail.

There's one small flaw:
The date.

You could not possibly
have met her on your 35th birthday.

Why not?

Because the lady
is dead for 35 years.

Dead?

She was killed in a
shootout with the Police

the night after the incident.

Not only had she the body
of the financier in the car

but she also committed
another murder.

Her accomplice.

He too was topped.

Her accomplice?

Why?
- Who would know?

You asked me to
identify her fingerprints.

That's all, right?

How do you explain
that those prints

match the ones
from back then?

I don't.

The Police has
to establish facts.

We can only tell
you what we know.

And what is in the files.

Believe me that this
really happened.

If you want someone to believe you
go to a priest.

If he won't help
go to a doctor.

Thanks.

METEMPSYCHOSIS =

OCCUPATION BY THE SOUL
OF A DEAD MAN.

DR.MED. CARL WICKLAND, CALIF. USA
= THIRTY YEARS AMONG THE DEAD =

SOULS THAT KEEP HUMAN QUALITIES...
SEARCHING FOR A BODY...

TAKE POSSESSION
OF A LIVING BODY...

THEY STAY AT THE PLACE
OF THEIR WORLDLY LIVES...

A POSSESSED APPEARS
TO THE PEOPLE AROUND THEM

AS MENTALLY ILL...

...Without patients
comprehending their emotions.

The body is under
inexplicable traumatic pain.

The pain gets so big,
it thwarts rational thinking.

This results in suicide.

Often patients try to suppress
their emotions.

To overplay them with
eccentric behaviour.

And they delay the act
to another time.

Therefore it is important to
watch out for these symptoms.

Thank you for your attention.

Yesterday I was
waiting until 7 for you.

You could have called.
- Don't make a scene.

You know I have to take the trip.
I made a promise.

One thing you'd
better understand...

That you're too chicken
to tell them the truth.

My daughter is at an age
where she needs her father.

Try to understand.

What's wrong?

We are going
the day after tomorrow.

I have the travel route
all planned out.

We go to...

Wherever we like.
Where it's nice.

For sure?
- Scout's honour.

Why are you driving so fast?

Stop, let me drive.

Step off the gas.

Are you mad?

I told you to stop!

Your daughter is here to!
We're not alone in the car!

Stop! We are
not alone in the car!

Debbie!

Debbie!

Debbie!

IN LOVE, YOUR DEBBIE

I thought spiders don't come out
this time of year.

I've seen mother this morning.

What do you mean?
Someone who looked like her?

I don't know.

I'm sorry, but you must realize
that your mother has passed.

I know, you told
me a hundred times.

But you don't believe it.
- What's that you say?

You're the only one I trust.

Am I sick?
You must tell me.

No.

You're not sick, but...

You've to regain
your composure.

You loved her.

You loved her very much.

That's why it is hard to live
without her.

Why won't you help me?

There's nothing
I'd like to do more.

But if you don't help yourself,
I'm powerless.

Try to remember the accident.

She is dead.

You have to think
about her as gone.

Even when it's painful.

I will try.
I will try everything.

That's my mother.

That's my mother!

Mother!

Mother! Mother!

What do you want?

I'm sorry.

A young girl collapsed
in the street.

She's unconscious.

Fortunately, I was able
to place her at my clinic.

According to witness reports
she suddenly collapsed.

In the middle of the street.

Then she ran towards a car
yelling 'Mother!'.

Not only is she seeing her
and constantly talking about her.

She sometimes even
speaks to her.

Yes...
Good morning.

Come to my office.

You've refurnished again.
- I rearrange it every three days.

I'm busy.

How old is she anyways?

Seventeen.

It's obvious that
she idolizes you.

Did she ever have an illness
with mental implications?

No.

She was always healthy.
Exceptionally healthy.

I can't believe she's ill.

But she is.

Meaning that...?

Meaning that she will stay here.

To get well again.

Alright. I'll come back in the evening.
- But don't go to her room.

When someone is ill
you keep away the microbes.

In this case you are a microbe.

Because I spoil her?

That has never done any good.

You were easing your conscience.
We all do it.

Did Debbie know about
your private lives?

No.

Helene was careful. She never
got agitated in front of her.

I was not under the impression
Debbie knew about our situation.

Are you sure she didn't know
about the other woman?

What other woman?
- I don't know her name.

Masha.

She's talking about the accident.

Factual, in all its details.

She remembers exactly
how it happened.

Maybe better than you.

I'm glad.

Until tomorrow, then.

When will she return?

I will pick her up
tomorrow morning.

She isn't allowed into
the house for now.

Where are you going?

I guess to the seaside.

And...

If I'd show up?

You won't do that.

You'd never do that, right?

Best we never meet again.

And promises... must be kept.

Right?

You are healthy and she is ill.

Think it's easy for me
to lose you forever?

You just said forever.

What would happen if I...

Let's say...

I'd take my life?

You should be ashamed.

Let me be generous for once.

What else could I give
you as a parting gift?

To stay young and beautiful
like you are now.

Twice as young as I am old.

Even if it's for another man.

You in my bed...
It was silly from day one.

One day you'll sense it too
and then it would be my turn.

Goodbyes don't get
easier with age.

And would you kill
yourself for me?

There's no fool like an old fool.

Especially relating
to someone like you.

Do you love me?

Why won't you say it?

Let me hear it one more time.

Why would a smart creature like you
asks such foolish questions?

Look...

I wouldn't have to run away
if it wasn't true.

Would you be mad
if I'd kill myself?

I don't know.

Everyone has the right to.

But as a professor of pathology...

Without trying to influence you,
I could share practical information.

I work a lot with dead people.

Three or four times a week...

Believe me...

Death is very final.

There's no waking up from.

Contrary to this

is waking up from a love affair
only a question of a clear view.

Clear view?
How clear?

A young medicine student...

Who looks for self-affirmation
from her professor...

Picks him from his life
into her life, into her bed.

You don't really love me.

I'm not blaming you.
That's a simple fact.

We never love the other person.

We only love ourselves
through others.

Like you the professor,
the mirror of your vanity.

Isn't that true?

11.20 Marks.

Could you please
switch off the lights?

Okay.

Is she coming back?

How did you get here?

With a taxi.

But he said...

I was going to pick
you up tomorrow.

And nobody considered that
I can't travel with just one dress.

Have you packed or
should I help you?

That can wait till tomorrow.
But you just asked me a question.

What was it?

If she'll come back.

And will she come back?

You knew about it?

We all knew.

But she never talked about it.
You know how mother was.

And that day...

You came down the stairs.

A girl walked to her car.
Then you walked to us.

Didn't you know we all died once
because of that girl?

It's by chance that
only mother is dead.

She wanted it that way.

I think a lot about her.

But differently.

I feel sorry.

It's great to be alive.

No?

And that she is dead...
is that my fault?

No. You loved someone and
you wanted to go your own way.

Are you sure?

That's for you to know.

I just don't want
to be in your way.

If you have to make a decision
you need to decide.

I've already made a decision.

I have decided.

Yes?

She's here.

Everything is alright.

We go tomorrow morning.

I will get back to you.

Goodbye.

Debbie!

What happened?

Nothing... nothing at all.

Someone screamed.

Screamed? How?

A name.

What name?

Masha.

How do you know her name?

Isn't that her name?

How's my angel?

How do you feel?

Better?
- Much better.

Drink this to help you sleep.

Much better.

Good night, child.
- Good night.

Don't forget the medicine.

My farewell gift.

It's my farewell gift.

What?

It's my farewell gift.

What did you say?
- My farewell...

My farewell gift.
- What are you saying?

Promises must be kept!

Listen! Debbie!
- Beloved!

Why aren't you saying it?

I want to hear it one more time!

I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.

Come... come...

Did I hurt you?

Let me help you.

Please...

Take me back to
the white room.

I'm save there.

I can't...
not any longer, father.

Alright, dear.

Help me.

Please help me.

Scalpel.

Call the hospital.

It's me. How is she?

We don't understand...

TELEPATHY =
MENTAL COMMUNICATION

OF CONSCIOUSNESS,
FEELINGS, THOUGHTS

FROM ONE PERSON TO THE NEXT ...

INDEPENDENT OF THE KNOWN
SENSORY ORGANS.

ASTRONAUT MITCHELL, APOLLO 14
PROVED THOUGHT TRANSMISSION

ACROSS THOUSANDS OF KILOMETRES
... NASA EXPERIMENT

TELEPATHY AS A SPACE LANGUAGE -
AS HYPER-RADIO ...

TELEPATHIC ESPIONAGE

UPTON SINCLAIR = MENTAL RADIO

= FOCUS ON A SIGN LANGUAGE
REPRODUCED BY A THIRD PARTY

TELEPATHY =

DR. J.B. RHINE, DUKE UNIVERSITY

EVERY FIFTH PERSON TESTED
SHOWED TELEPATHIC ABILITIES ...

Your daughter just got married
and you're cracking jokes.

A wedding is
no tragedy after all.

What's going on?

Step back and let
the car pass.

Keep driving.
- What's he on about?

Why the allergic reaction
to our poor Policemen?

Please drive that
way over there.

Who's protesting this time?

It's just a simple detour.
- I see!

Take the detour then.

Her smoking will
cost you an arm and a leg.

I'm afraid so.
- But that's not my problem anymore.

You should be financing
your parenting errors.

I love you.

Keep walking.

Get out of the car.

Do you have to smoke?

Actually...

I married you so
I can smoke freely.

That's a real love confession.

May I?

May I take this too?
- I'll keep it.

Do you like it?

The taste of your father-in-law.
You've made the choice.

Barbara.

Barbara!

Where are you?

Hello! Hello!

Yes?

Can you give me a lift?

Where do you want to go?
- To a station.

Surely.

Barbara!

I would not hitch rides
as a young woman.

With those nasty things
written in the papers.

Please, do get in.

Cigarette?

No, thanks.

Milan, one-way.

Express train from Austria to Italy
on platform seven.

Thank you for coming.

I knew you'd come.

I thought a lot about you.
Especially now...

With the big celebration.

You were finally
looking into a mirror.

And now you are here.

That's what you wanted, right?

Yes.

Do you really think
she was kidnapped?

There's no other explanation.

My marriage was in
all the newspapers.

The fortune of
my parents-in-law...

...are well known.

A sneaky bunch...
and deliberate, too.

They knew very well
that neither I nor my parents-in-law

would want to make
headlines with this story.

But how can you find her
outside the public's eye?

We must follow every
possible lead.

Then we need a
picture for the search.

Maybe someone recognizes her.

Maybe you're right.

We should wait with
the statements

until I've spoken
with her parents.

Did you call me?

Is the clock scaring you?

Don't be embarrassed.

As a kid I too was
scared of clocks.

I built this one to
get rid of the fear.

Clocks are eerie.

They recall death.

But do not have such
bad thoughts.

I'll turn it off if you'd like.

Go to sleep.

You must never be afraid.

I'm always with you.

Do you understand?

You can sense me.

You can always sense me.

Of course I informed the Police.

Please, stay at home.

Someone must stay at the phone.

Right.

I'll be with you in a few hours.

Alright, see you.

Please, have a seat.

One more thing...

Would you do me a favour?
- Surely.

Could you have mine and
her parents phones tapped?

Have a seat.

One shouldn't worry about
dieting on a honeymoon trip.

Help yourself.

I hope nothing's missing.

It's not your fault.

Maybe the glass
wanted to break?

Maybe a glass has
it's own feelings.

To burst into a thousand pieces,
for example.

It may sound crazy
but I really mean it.

Why do we assume that things, that
don't live a life like we do, are dead?

Why the look?

Don't you believe me?

One takes a glass...
drinks from it.

Then cleans it, puts it away.
And that's it.

Sometimes something
else happens too.

Don't laugh.

Something unexpected.

It breaks into
a thousand pieces.

It bursts.

Haven't you seen it on TV?

In front of a million viewers.

One man spooked
the whole world with it.

He made broken clocks
tick again.

Some thought it was a miracle.
I don't believe in miracles.

Rather a brilliant hoax.

Maybe just a coincidence.

It's always called a coincidence when
people can't comprehend things.

I'm no magician.

I can't guarantee anything.

Sometimes they won't listen.

This one is especially stubborn.

It means to make
a fool of me.

Maybe just a coincidence.

Just coincidence, believe me.

Yes, that's her.

She wouldn't even
accept a cigarette.

Hold on! She's a heavy smoker!

I didn't know.

But it was obvious
that something was wrong.

Didn't she say anything?

She wasn't exactly talkative.

She just stared dead ahead.

Well, she did say I should
take her to a station.

What was the station?

Do you like her?

I have no understanding of paintings.
- I know.

I'm talking about her.

She's likable.

You can have her.

Who's the girl anyway?

She's no girl.

She's a woman.

She's married and
on her honeymoon.

She's married?
- In a civil marriage.

They weren't in bed yet.

She loves her husband...
very much so.

I don't know him.
But I wasn't sure she'd come.

He could have been stronger.

Now she's here anyways.

So think about it.

A pleasure shared is
a pleasure doubled.

It wouldn't be
the first time.

Why do you assume the right to
toy with people like that?

Do I?

You pick any face and any body

but you don't care one bit
what will become of your toy.

One jumped from the sixth floor.

Who?
- The Dutch girl.

You knew her.

Yes, I slept with her.

She talked about you one day.

And then she didn't come back.

So?
- But that's the point!

You don't touch them,
you don't need them!

I need them more
than anyone else.

Don't you get it?

I must have them all.

You know exactly why.

Because I can't have any.

A cripple doesn't ask the price.

A cripple isn't at fault
to be born that way.

I didn't want to stay one.

I realized that willpower is enough
to make them dance to my piping.

Like that Dutch girl.

Would you do me a favour?

No.

Don't be like that.
It won't hurt.

At least not you.

Come.

Afraid of a soaked girl?

He's a bit shy.

Forgive him,
he's my best friend.

Do you like him?

Show him that you like him.

Show him that you like him!

See! You shouldn't
have done that.

You won't do it again.

You're mad.

I won't take part in
your games anymore.

It's over now.
Your pain is gone.

But don't forget it.

I can't protect you all the time when
someone else tries to touch you.

I don't want them to hurt you.

I know the pain.

It's all over,
not just in your mouth.

In the whole body.

When someone touches you...

That's the way you are.
It's not your fault.

You'll stay like that
as long as I want it.

Did you understand?
- Yes.

Everything was alright.

She would have told me
if there was a problem.

There was one thing...

It only comes to mind only
because it has to be something.

True.

She once was in Milan
with a female friend.

Go on.

Of course she knew
the streets well.

Suddenly on the street
she couldn't remember a thing.

Not where she was going...
nor what she was up to.

She walked back up the street

to a man who seemingly
was waiting for her.

The man told her he knew
that she'd come back

and where she would go.

So?
- Well...

He wrote down his
name and address.

Strange...
- Yes?

Only a few hours later
she regained her bearings.

She was sitting on a bench.

We never spoke about it.

The address?

She threw away the note.

I never thought much about it.

Well.

Everyone has
blackouts sometime.

Absences.
- Right.

In the kitchen is
everything you need.

The fridge is filled.
You won't starve.

I'm back in a few days.

I'll never leave.

I will be here always.
You know that, don't you?

Don't feel like a prisoner.

Even when I ask you not to
leave the house for a few days.

They may be looking for you.

We both want
to avoid one thing:

That they find you.

Looking for someone?
- The young lady.

Is she out of town?
- She's dead.

Plunged from the balcony.

Why did she do it?
- Are you a relative?

Just a friend.

Were you happy?

[Italian]

[Italian]

What do you want?

Barbara?

Get dressed first.

May I help you?

If you're a magician.

I need a new generator.

I don't know magic.

A car repair shop
would be better suited.

Wanna look for one?
- If you have a free seat.

Get in, you're freezing.
- Okay.

Cigarette?
- No.

Right, he can't stand
cigarette smoke.

You're not bothered
if I smoke, right?

Forgive my late visit
but his friend called me.

He told me my son
wouldn't be here tonight.

I could talk to you alone.

You are...

Right.

Girls should be careful when
stopping strangers at night.

The newspapers are full
of nasty stories.

That's why I don't read papers.

Besides, a killer
looks differently.

How would you know?

From all the killers that
killed me so far.

You have to come up
with something else

if you try to intrigue me.

You don't understand.

You're so young.

One has a special love
for a sick child.

Would you help me?

Why?

You'll only listen to me
from now on.

Not to him.

I won't leave you
for one second.

I will bring you back to the
people you belong to.

As long as you're under...

...under his control
you have to be protected.

You're in danger.

If it's true what his friend said,
one girl has died already.

A girl like you.

The Police said it
was a suicide.

But was it really?

There's not much
going on anyway.

I'll pick up the car.

If the phone rings,
please tell them I'll be back.

Excuse me.

Could we have
something to drink?

Stop it.

I'm just as good a waitress
as you're a driver.

Are you always this talkative?

Think we could have an
interesting discussion?

You must do something else
if you're not a killer.

Right?

You will forget all about it.

It will be like this
never happened.

It's all fixed! Ciao!

Can I help you?

I think so.

The porter will
pick up the luggage.

Champagne!

[Italian]

Femininity, looking for itself
in every mirror

every shred of glass.
Even in the gaze of men.

To not have it is just as bad
as for the man not to reflect it.

There's no use
in talking about it.

I will not ask about it.

Barbara!

Barbara!

Barbara...

Barbara!

[Italian gibberish]

Barbara!

PARAPSYCHO
SPECTRUM OF FEAR