Tigerstripe Baby Is Waiting for Tarzan (1998) - full transcript
A time traveler pretending to be an American professor named Frank Mackay has come to the 20th century to get the authoress Laura Luna into his time. There mankind is practically immortal - however women had died out. During his stay he experiences nice things of our time together with Laura and another woman called Luise...
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Tigerstripe Baby Is Waiting for Tarzan
We're married now.
- Pull over. Pull over.
- Why that?
He doesn't look like he
would need our help.
- Still.
- Come on. I want to go home. I'm tired.
I love you.
Can we give you a little ride?
And as soon as we leave Milan
behind us, it starts to rain.
Three weeks in Italy, and it feels like
I spent New Year's Eve in Denmark.
Three weeks. Can you imagine?
It was our honeymoon.
- Are you superstitious?
- Absolutely.
Aren't you?
My name is Luise.
And that's Theo.
My husband.
My name is Frank.
- Frank Mackay.
- Frank.
And ten kilometers behind Munich,
the sun is already shining again.
I think one should be able to sue
someone else for that. Don't you?
I think I've lived abroad too long.
Berlin is now a complete mess.
And I don't mean the construction sites.
I also don't know my way
around anymore.
It's a huge chaos.
I mean, Berlin has changed so
much in the past five years.
He's dead.
You know what?
You're coming with us now.
You can stay until tomorrow.
Theo has to make a statement
at the police station.
I don't want to go home alone now.
Don't you want to take off
your backpack?
Take it off.
You're not very talkative, Frank.
I'm all the more talkative for it.
I inherited it from my grandma.
My mouth is constantly in motion.
It's already a habit.
If you want to say something,
you have to interrupt me.
Well? No?
Then don't.
However, that was not a habit.
You seem so familiar to me.
Sleep well, Luise.
Go back to sleep.
He was Russian.
Thank you.
If you have any need, please
let me know, Professor.
- I wish you a pleasant stay.
- Thank you very much.
You're a professor?
Are you surprised?
I would like to see you
again, Professor.
Give me a call.
Yes, that's fine. That should
not be a problem.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Professor.
Yes, fine. Then that's what we'll do.
Tigerstripe Baby Is Waiting for Tarzan
Hello, Luise.
I don't know anyone else in this city.
Don't you...?
Don't you want to tell me why
you're actually here?
Well, it doesn't really matter.
I don't actually want to talk right now.
You know?
You know what I want right now?
I want...
I want to dance now.
You smell so good.
If you asked me now if I would come to
your place, I would say yes right away.
- I haven't asked you.
- Theo flew off to Frankfurt.
- Don't you love him?
- I do.
Do you now think I'm immoral?
This kind of thing can happen.
Or not?
I don't think that's a good idea.
Well, then it won't happen.
Then I'll have to sleep alone.
And dream about you.
A pity.
Yes?
I would like to talk to the
boss if that's possible.
I'm the boss.
Oh!
Professor Frank Mackay.
Ah, that was you on
the phone yesterday?
- Yes.
- Please come inside.
Do you work for the press?
No, in fact...
A pity. Laura's book could
use some press coverage.
Since last week, 750 copies
have been sold.
That's neither enough to live nor enough
to die. Neither for Laura, nor for me.
A coffee?
- Did you like the book?
- Yes.
I think it's wonderful.
I think Laura is wonderful too.
That's why I published the book.
I think I'm pretty much a failure
as a businesswoman.
Let's sit down.
I'm definitely a very bad cleaning lady.
But I'm an excellent publisher.
Is Laura just like the book?
You have asked nicely, Professor.
You know that I'm not allowed to
give you Laura's address.
Here.
Tell her that you got
the number from me.
Hello.
Frank Mackay.
Seventh floor.
No, but...
No, I don't hate you.
Just a moment, now please listen to me.
I still love you, but I don't want to
sleep with you anymore.
And I don't want to cook
for you anymore.
And I don't want to go to the
cinema with you anymore.
And I don't want to go on
vacation with you either.
Well, I just want to be
alone and be a writer.
Well, because you have
no other choice at all.
Besides, I'm hanging up now.
I have a visitor.
A professor from America.
And anyway, it's none
of your business.
No. No. I also don't want
you to call again.
These are for you.
Can I offer you something
to drink, Professor?
My name is Frank.
Do you smoke, Frank?
No.
But maybe I should give it a try.
No. Rather not.
It's a vice.
But at least not one with which
you hurt someone else.
It's beneficial to me when I'm writing.
I've read your book.
And? What do you want to know?
I would like to get to know you.
Rather not.
I'm in a crisis right now.
Since when do you write?
I started when I was 17 years old.
Back then, I fell in love with
my German teacher.
I started writing poetry
to appeal to him.
Then I slept with him.
Or he slept with me.
I don't know.
Take my word for it.
I never really thought about writing.
I had lots of men and wrote
lots of short stories.
And now I've finished my first novel.
And I've broken up with my boyfriend.
I don't really know what to do next.
Maybe I should think about it.
Do you actually know what kind
of novel you have written?
I hope so.
A work of art exists on
many different levels.
Whether the person who created it
knows about it is irrelevant.
I assure you that your novel
is a work of art.
Now stop that, Frank
Oh my god, you smell good.
You have a bright future ahead of you.
I want to go to the countryside
now. To take a swim.
This is my lake.
What kind of professor are you?
Archaeology.
Do you have to do with
mummies and Egyptians?
Not really.
I'm hungry.
Can I invite you?
In fact, you have to. I don't
have a penny on me.
Do you know where to exchange this?
They told me at the bank
that they only buy it if
one has an account.
Just admit it, Frank.
You're not a professor, you're a mail
robber or something like that.
The banks are closed now anyway.
But we could go to a gold trader.
Wait, can I touch it?
Come on, let's go.
May I?
One hundred percent gold.
I would suggest 4000. With ID card.
3000 without ID card.
Will a passport be sufficient?
Only if you're officially
registered here.
I'm sorry, these are the regulations.
Officially registered?
Well, then take my ID card.
Thank you. Can I copy it?
Well then.
1000. 2000. 3000. 4000.
Do you also buy larger quantities?
If you call in advance, you're welcome
to come here with a whole ton.
When it's melted down, no one will
recognize what it was before.
Thank you very much.
- Thank you very much. Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
Just a moment.
My business card. You can
come back anytime.
Maybe we shouldn't have
done it after all.
This one is for you. You've earned it.
Okay, Professor. May I
invite you to dinner?
Breathe in very carefully,
or you'll have to cough.
You see? It's not so easy.
Say, do you have more of those things?
Of the gold bars?
I would like to dance with you
I was about to suggest the same.
And?
Yes.
You'll at least never lack money.
- Tigerstripe Baby.
- Tarzan.
Are you real?
Yes.
What should I do now?
Just lie there.
I can't.
It tingles everywhere.
And where did you read that sentence?
It was engraved on a stone.
I couldn't get it out of my head.
And there was no further information.
I checked thousands of computers from
that time to learn more about it.
Then I came across your name.
And a digitized photo of you.
And then I learned your language.
And I came here.
I don't believe it.
I can't believe it even if you
talk at me for two hours.
This defies all logic.
Logic is an invention of the past
two and a half thousand years.
Counting from your time.
And how old are you?
1214 years.
- But the gold bars are real?
- I'm also real.
How many more of those
do you have left?
One hundred. Now still ninety-nine.
That's almost half a million. And you
just leave it lying around in the hotel?
Hold on.
Don't turn around now. I want
to check something.
Holy shit.
I trust you, but I don't believe you.
But you can believe me.
If you were indeed immortal,
you would be gods.
And what would a God be
doing in our age?
We miss the women very much.
Shit!
Shit.
Hello. Is this the locksmith?
Can you please come by
as soon as possible?
Agnes-Straub-Weg 13. Seventh floor.
Laura Luna. Yes, I've been burgled.
I need a new lock.
How long will it take?
Okay, thanks. I'll wait.
You can't go back to the hotel.
We can't call the police either.
We can't explain to them
where you're coming from.
I have a valid American passport.
You're getting us into trouble.
I could call a friend to pick up the
gold from the hotel and bring it here.
The porter knows Luise.
Excuse me?
You already know your way around
20th century womankind pretty well.
Okay.
But tell her we'll meet someplace else.
Say, are you quite sure that she
didn't open the wooden boxes?
I asked her not to.
And how long have women
been extinct in your time?
She certainly found the gold
and made a run for it.
Luise wouldn't do that.
I'm sorry for being so late,
but I had a little accident.
Theo will kill me when
he sees the scratch.
It's nice to see you again.
That's Laura.
I came to Berlin because of her.
And that's Luise.
Her husband and her gave me
a ride in their car.
Do you have Frank's
belongings with you?
Let's address each
other informally.
- Say, where did you get all that gold?
- Didn't I tell you?
I have to at least know what I'm
carrying around with me by the ton.
The BMW. I've seen it before.
Say, is there some way you
can get us out of here?
- This is really fun.
- What about your car?
Well.
One moment. Can you get my
hat and suitcase out of it?
Yes, of course.
So let me sum it up.
You are in love? Right?
Right.
Frank is my friend. And one does a lot
of things for a friend without asking.
Right?
Right.
Now we already get to a somewhat
more intricate question.
Frank has half a million worth
of gold in his luggage
and some gangster is on your tail.
How is it that an American professor
has half a million worth
of gold in his luggage?
The gold is mine.
It's very difficult to explain.
Ah!
In fact, he comes from the future.
From the year four thousand
and something.
He is here to take me with him.
Because in his time there are
no more women in the world.
Women have simply become
extinct. Go figure.
And the men have become
immortal and are bored.
Without women.
Ah!
And you brought the gold with you
to be solvent, just in case?
More or less.
And how does the guy in the
BMW know about the gold?
We sold a gold bar to a
gold trader in Kreuzberg.
Since then, the car has
been following us.
And he followed you to the rest stop.
Okay. But why is the car
following my vehicle now?
Oh, damn it!
I can't stand that at all.
Luise, you're awesome.
I'm also starting to get an idea
now how this guy found you.
But first I have to get off the
highway for a short while.
Can I have a quick look
inside your suitcase?
There's nothing in it.
There you go.
What's that?
A tracking device.
How do you know what a
tracking device looks like?
Theo is into that kind of thing.
He attached one of those things to
me once. I almost went crazy.
Imagine your husband showing up
four times a day
and claiming it was pure coincidence.
That's very romantic.
I was then disappointed as a result.
Are you mad?
Thank you. Bye!
That's the bedroom.
There's enough space for three people.
Frank is mine.
I know.
I'll go shopping then. Where is
the nearest supermarket?
- What? Will the three of us stay here?
- If you don't mind.
I don't mind.
Ah!
Drive about six kilometers
in this direction.
- Do you want me to come with you?
- I prefer to drive alone.
I still have to get clothes, since I'm
not prepared to spend the night.
And I have to let Theo know where I am,
otherwise he'll call the police.
Give me some money.
Is that enough?
It's way too much.
In return, I will prepare a
royal meal for you tonight.
I can't believe that women have
become extinct in your time.
How could that happen?
Nobody knows.
The more our lives prolonged,
the fewer girls were born.
A pity.
Hello Luise, we went out
for a little walk. Laura
and Frank
Oh, look.
What a huge mushroom.
We'll take you with us.
Are you sure it's not poisonous?
Pretty much.
I won't poison you.
I want you to stay here.
I don't want to live in a time where
there are no more women.
The food will be ready in half an hour.
What's that?
A giant mushroom.
Can we eat it?
As long as it's not too old.
You're a genius, Luise.
Where did you learn to cook like that?
My grandma taught me.
She always said that good food is more
important to a man than good sex.
Well, she didn't say sex. I don't
quite agree with her either.
But I always paid close attention.
To be sure.
- We toast to your grandma.
- But she's been dead for a long time.
Regardless.
Theo nearly showed up here.
He said he would tear me to
pieces if I cheated on him.
Theo is kind. I think he misses his car.
He gave me two weeks off,
and I thanked him for it.
Maybe he can use your car so
that he doesn't miss me so much.
You'll be checkmated in two moves.
Who is winning?
Laura.
Me.
I will take my leave.
Good night.
I forgot how good you smell.
Do all men from your time
smell this good?
No idea.
You can give it a try.
That would indeed be a reason.
If I go with you, will I be
allowed to have sex?
You can do whatever you want.
Will I then also be immortal?
No.
All the women we have brought
to our time have died.
Good.
Because I don't actually
want to be immortal.
Good morning.
Good morning.
I'm jealous.
I want you to know that.
And what's planned for today?
I was thinking today might
be a wonderful day
to start a new novel.
That's very nice.
Can we help you with that?
No, unfortunately not.
I have to write it on my own.
Then I will cook for the author.
And me?
You're the decoration.
That's very important.
Very important.
What would actually happen
if you were not to return?
Nothing.
No one would come and bring you back?
Why that?
You're lucky.
Where's Frank?
In the kitchen.
I would like to read a novel of yours.
Frank has one with him.
Just ask him.
Oh!
Oh, that feels good.
You're completely tense.
You can't work like that.
Look what I've caught.
Is it poisonous?
Then she would have
already bitten me.
That's a regular brown snake.
It's harmless.
I'm afraid of snakes.
I think I'm going to keep it.
Well, in that case we're
now complete.
I'll go get the food.
Have you ever slept with a woman?
No.
Could you imagine doing that?
Yes.
Swear to me that you won't
read my manuscript.
Is it confidential?
Swear it!
I swear.
The title is:
"Utopian Life".
- Do you ever think about Theo?
- Often.
But not really.
What is real?
Why don't you just stay here?
You have good food,
wonderful air
and two women who adore you.
Shouldn't I do that instead?
Who is the keeper of the
household budget?
Me or you?
Hello. Who's this? Hello.
Could you open the door for me, please?
Hello.
Who's this?
Shit!
Why do you buy so many vegetables?
It's good for love.
And what's good for love is
equally good for the head.
So that Laura writes a good book.
You seem to get everything you want.
Most of the time.
Today we're having homemade food.
So that's what you call
homemade food.
I'm addicted to your food.
Laura would like to say something.
Frank!
Luise and I have decided
that tonight all three of us will
sleep together in one bed.
Here's to the three of us.
Don't you think it might
be a little cramped?
Not for one second.
Do you like it?
I'm going to set a new record today.
I'm going to write 33 pages.
And tonight we're going out to dance.
When you dance with
Frank, I get jealous.
Which pregnancy test can you recommend?
Let me show you one. Just a moment.
Here you are.
However, the differences are
not very significant.
Then we'd like to have
two of these here.
Yes, sure.
Hello. Can I help you?
Hello. Do you have mice?
Yes, what kind of mice would you like?
- Just regular mice.
- We only sell desert mice.
How big are they? I need
very small mice.
They are about this size.
- That would be good.
- Good.
What have you got there?
It's for Elisabeth.
I think it's cruel.
This can't be true.
Both of us.
I am sorry, Mr. Vogler.
I can't help you with this.
My wife has been gone for
more than five weeks.
I don't understand what this
has to do with Mrs. Luna.
And even if it were the case, your wife
would certainly have her reasons.
Yes, you probably think it's funny that
my wife is giving me a hard time,
together with that writer chick.
As a publisher, I principally don't
discuss the private lives of my authors.
Furthermore, it's my duty to protect
Mrs. Luna's privacy from third parties.
Then why don't you stick your privacy
concerns up your backside?
- I think that's really cruel.
- Elisabeth doesn't.
Dear Theo, I think it's best if I write
to you exactly what's going on.
Well then: I'm pregnant.
Hello, Birgit. Hello, it's
Laura. Surprise!
The novel is finished. Yes.
Writing has never been that easy for me.
No. No, I think you'll like it.
If you have time, you can
just come over.
I'll give you the manuscript
and we'll have a little party.
Yes? What did he want?
Ah, I see. Luise's husband!
No, I'll explain that to you later.
Laura. Are you here?
Dad, is that you? I'm taking
a bath right now.
- Can I come in?
- Yes.
Fine.
You look fine.
I'm fine too.
You're just in time. I finished
writing my novel today.
- We're having a party today.
- We?
Yes. A male friend, a female friend,
and my publisher.
- Well, I'm sure I'll be a bother.
- You're never a bother, Dad.
I have an appointment with
a real estate agent.
Why that?
I've been thinking about
selling the house.
- Do you need money?
- Yes, that too.
The lady publisher is already here, too.
She probably can't wait to get
her hands on the manuscript.
You're very unkind today.
I didn't sleep well.
Why that?
Someone has to think about the future.
Not the one you're thinking of.
Of course, you can do whatever you want.
But not that. I feel very
comfortable here.
We feel very comfortable here.
Hello, you two.
That's my dad.
My friend Luise.
My friend Frank.
Hello.
That's the real estate agent.
It won't take long.
A real estate agent?
My father wants to sell the house.
- Hello.
- Hello.
- Your daughter, Mr. Meier.
- No. - A friend.
- Stuckenschneider. Hello.
- Luise.
A pleasure.
You have a very nice place here.
Unfortunately, the house is
not worth much.
How much additional land belongs to it?
The pond.
And the meadows around it. And the
forest. A total of three hectares.
I see.
250,000. At the most.
If we're lucky.
I'm always lucky.
250,000.
And to you, your father
may sell it cheaper.
I don't have the money.
But Frank does.
I don't know.
Just imagine. The three of us.
The five of us.
And the meadow will be
our vegetable plot.
And flowers.
Many, many flowers.
Okay.
I'm going to ask him.
Excuse me for asking you
so directly, Frank.
Are you in a relationship with
Luise or with Laura?
With both of them.
Lucky man.
That's not a joke.
I don't know if I like it, though.
- It's so nice that you're here.
- I'm glad too.
Hello.
Professor Mackay.
Please call me Frank.
So you're the reason for the new novel.
I have to thank you for that.
I don't know.
I've never been this happy in my life.
It shows.
Well then?
I'll think about it.
For how long?
For ten minutes.
Thank you, dad.
And then it just happened.
That sounds weird, doesn't it?
But it's not weird at all.
It sounds lovely to me.
And you don't think that we...?
I've known Laura for such a long time.
And I've never seen her so lucky.
That's all that matters.
You're a wonderful publisher.
- And a great friend.
- But first and foremost, a publisher.
And if I don't get my hands on the
manuscript soon, I'm going to scream.
Dear Laura. Dear attendees.
Today is a special day for me.
I'm here as a guest at my daughter's
table, along with her friends.
And that is an unusual
feeling for me.
But it's also a very pleasant feeling,
because I see that my daughter is happy.
And that has always been the most
important thing to me. Believe me.
This is essentially a
happy room tonight.
Even if we don't all know why that is.
It surely has something to do
with Laura finishing her novel.
This will probably make Mrs. Kirschstein
particularly happy.
It certainly has to do
with Luise's food.
It makes me extraordinarily happy.
And Laura has told me that it
also has to do with the house
that the three of you have been
happy in for the past eight weeks.
And since I can't write books,
nor am I much of a cook,
I thought I would contribute to this
evening by giving you my house.
If you want it. Only if you want it.
Thank you, Dad.
I was actually going to
give it to you later.
I give it into loyal hands.
My new novel.
"Utopian Life".
Are you sure you can sleep here?
I nearly fall asleep
while standing here.
Good night.
We'll get the house.
We'll get the house.
Your turn.
Two times.
You perverted filthy pigs.
What?
No. No. No.
No.
- Watch out.
- Yes.
Ute's got it.
- Light.
- We take it off.
- Directly to the hospital.
- Yes.
The infusion.
- Do you have it?
- No.
Let's go.
Mr. Meier, are you really sure
that there was another body?
I swear. I saw the dead
man with my own eyes.
Me too.
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