Sophie - Braut wider Willen (2005–…): Season 1, Episode 29 - Für das Leben gegen die Liebe - full transcript
[Sophie - Reluctant Bride]
I don't love you.
I've never loved you.
And I most definitely
don't want to live with you.
Max, for heaven's sake,
what are you saying there?
I know I should've
told you earlier.
Who cares?
It just didn't happen earlier.
Please, that is not funny.
Why? We had a lot of fun together
but it has to end at one point.
- STOP IT!
I know you are not serious.
We want to go the America.
- You want to.
I don't.
It's an absolutely
childish idea anyway.
Well then we will not go to America.
Then we will not go.
But that...that is no reason
to destroy it all.
Right.
The reason is that
I'm fed up with you.
That cannot be.
Tell me that all of this
is just a bad dream.
Not on your nelly.
- Max!
You...you always told me you love me.
You said so many times.
You did not lie.
It's over.
Accept that.
And now I've got
something to do.
Damn it. Now I have to wash
all of it again tomorrow.
What are you doing with
the laundry on the floor?
Ask the stupid suitcase over there.
Do you know by chance
where Sophie currently is?
May she's taking a walk?
In the dark?
Or she went for
a little goodbye spin.
Count Ahlen also went through
the entire house earlier in the day.
They lost everything
they care about.
And I thought this
was a job for life.
And I might become
a chef one day.
Do you actually know
what you'll be doing now?
It will come out all right somehow.
Damn, there finally you are.
What's going on with you?
Don't you feel well?
Sophie?
Sophie?
What is it?
Say something.
You are scaring me.
It is over.
Over? What is?
Does The Grand Duchess not want you
as travel companion after all?
Max.
He does not love.
He never loved me.
What are you saying there?
- He said it. Again and again.
He lead me on all this time.
Certainly not.
Max loves you.
Then why is he saying
something like this?
I don't know either.
First he gets into a fight Benedikt,
and now this.
What should I do?
Talk to him again tomorrow.
It'll surely be clarified then.
And now you'll
lie down and sleep.
I do not want to.
I do not want anything
at all anymore.
Preferably I would like to die.
Nonsense.
I'll make you a tea.
But I love him.
And he...he...
It cannot all have been a lie.
I'll be back in a moment.
And you won't move from
the spot, do you hear me?
Max?
Where is The Count?
I think in the parlor.
Something horrible happened.
I'll bring the stuff to the
Viethoff's country estate tomorrow.
Should I take your luggage along?
Please wait for further instructions.
I have to talk to Otto first.
York, my dear.
Otto.
Tomorrow time has come.
I am sorry I cannot be better host for you.
Well..
I fear we cannot push the generosity
of Botho and bring house guests along.
It is bad enough that we are already
becoming a burden to him.
There is a problem.
York, does this not
have time until tomorrow?
Otto should rest.
And you should be in bed.
You exaggerate.
I had a little qualm.
My news unfortunately cannot wait.
It is about your departure.
Do not tell me Botho cried off.
No. Botho would never leave an old friend out
on the streets. So York, what is going on?
Botho is dead.
He just collapsed
at the cigars' club today.
It went down really quick.
He is dead.
I have to go to him immediately.
No, Otto. You will stay.
Think of your health.
Think of your family.
Why the hell did you tell
Sophie such bullshit?
Leave me alone.
Are you drinking again?
Do you actually know
what you've done to Sophie?
You broke her heart!
You monster.
What were you thinking?
I have my reasons.
What reasons could there be
to treat someone so badly?
It's none of your business
and now let me through.
Sophie is crying her eyes out
upstairs because of you.
You at least owe my an answer!
Max!
I thank you.
Botho would be very moved by
the farewell you are giving him.
May I offer my condolences, Baroness?
Also in the name of Otto of Ahlen and
his family? He deeply regrets it
to not be able to be here today.
I completely understand that.
Botho surely know that Count Ahlen
is with him in his thoughts.
Forgive me that I bother you
in your mourning but...
your husband offered the of Ahlens
to live with him before his death.
Dear York, please.
I must escort my husband.
Baroness.
My condolences.
Thank you.
Your husband held firmly
on to it when he left us.
We were so excited
for the son and heir.
Now Botho will not even
experience how he is born.
The child will never get
to know its father.
Astonishing.
It really seems to impact her.
Her husband died.
What did you expect?
That she is excited
about the inheritance.
I could have bet
she only married him because of it.
What would you actually not bet on?
How did Otto actually take it?
Botho and him were pretty close.
It was a slap.
But he takes it with dignity.
Nothing knocks Otto flat so easily.
What is he actually doing now?
Ahlen estate has been sold, has it not?
They actually wanted to find
accommodation at Botho's.
But Otto of course does not
want to bother Valerie now.
The Baroness also does not appear
as if she wants guests now.
Understandably.
I...I, uhm, would of course take the Ahlens in
just...unfortunately, uhm, the carpenters
are turning my house upside down.
Carpenters?
Yeah, yeah, it is an utter mess. I already
considered moving to the tavern but...
Well, you know.
Is Friedrich not home?
No. He's unfortunately
still at the factory.
Then I will wait.
My condolences for
your husband's death.
Thank you.
He surely had a nice life.
Who? Oh of course, yes.
He fought great battles.
- No, I mean...
I mean he was surely
very happy by your side.
I hope so.
But life goes on.
Except Botho's. The poor guy.
May he rest in peace.
Whatever.
Does Friedrich already know about it?
I can't tell you.
I would like to surprise him.
Finally I am free.
Now an entirely new life begins.
Then there's only left to wish that
it will always follow your wishes.
What should go wrong now?
If just this damn time
of mourning would be over...
Come in.
You again.
Please, at least listen to me.
Make it quick.
I thought all night about what you said.
But I just do not understand it.
Why does everything have
to be broken suddenly?
Because I don't love you.
What's so hard to understand about it?
I cannot believe that.
You said you wanted to marry me.
How can I believe you do not love me
if you give something like this to me?
Look me in the eyes
and tell me you do not love me.
I knew it.
I'm sorry you misunderstood.
You gave me something too
and I wanted to return the favor.
I do not believe that.
For God's sake. That thing
means nothing. Not in the slightest.
And now go.
How clear do I have to get?
Aren't you tired of being humiliated by now?
I've had the theatre up to here.
Well if you ask me,
he acts completely weird.
I rather believe Max understood I'm right.
- What is with Max?
We're thinking about if Benedikt
can accommodate him at the factory.
Grafting without a break is
much too dull for him.
Oh really.
But it's good enough for me, or what?
You're foreman.
That's something entirely different.
You just barely turned the corner.
Well, I'll go bring the laundry in.
What did you just mean?
With what were you right?
To be realistic for a moment.
What happens to of Ahlens if
Sophie marries such a poor fellow as Max?
Then everything heads south.
Precisely. And I think Max
finally understood that.
When you talked to him about it
the last time, he thrashed you.
He tried.
I know him.
Max loves Sophie more than his life. There can't be another reason for his behavior.
It must have broken his heart.
Poor Sophie.
- Poor Max.
What do you think?
Does black suit me?
Then I probably may express
my condolences to you.
Finally. We waited for it for so long.
We?
- Yes.
When this stupid time of mourning
is over, we can finally marry. Hans!
Bring us champagne. We must drink to that.
- Stop.
I would not know
what there is to celebrate.
There will be no champagne and
there will also be no wedding.
What?
Did you seriously believe I would marry
a woman who cheats on a man/husband?
Friedrich, you are joking.
Hardly likely.
Your few withering charms were maybe
just enough to sweet-talk an old senile fool.
But I am pregnant!
And?
Who telly me the brat is mine?
You cannot do this to/with me.
You tard!
Tell me, have you gone mad?
I will kill you!
Hans!
The Baroness wants to go!
Take your damn hands off me!
Let me go!
You will regret this!
Salut!
You may get the woman out of gutter
but never the gutter out of the woman.
Wait. I'll help you.
That's kind. There's certainly going
to be thunderstorm soon.
Wait. If you're already here,
we can make it smooth beforehand.
Good.
Sorry. That wasn't on purpose.
You're pretty strong.
- Comes from chopping the wood.
With you, even folding laundry is fun.
I'll miss you a lot.
You'll have forgotten me in no time.
- Surely not.
Once you've got a new job
and get to know new people...
New people? I'll probably have
to work at the tavern after all.
And what's supposed to be exciting about that...
Heinrich and Leo are kind.
Especially Leo.
Oh he. Well...
However none it stands
in comparison to here.
Will you at least visit me sometimes?
For sure.
At least if I stay in town.
You don't want to go back to Oberberg?
That's so far away.
Max?
Sophie?
Sorry. What did you say?
How can you just be so calm in our situation?
The child obviously has no idea
how it is at a poor house.
We will...I must not
think of that...York.
Do you have no solution?
You are usually so creative.
I fear this time I am
also at my wits' end.
You know what?
- I know a lot.
What do you think of
starting your own business?
The market booth was a great success.
More or less.
- It was.
You go hunting and
I take care of selling.
Wouldn't that be nice?
Yes, Lina. I'd like that.
A lot actually.
York, when do I have to leave to
be at The Grand Duchess' in time?
You cannot desert us now.
Why? You are taken care of
in the best way at Baron Viethoff's.
You only hear what you want to hear.
We are not moving to Botho.
Botho is dead.
What?
No.
And if you now got a spark of compassion
in your body, you will marry Hartenstein
instead of abandoning us
in misery now.
And you should understand something.
If you leave us now,
you will never see your father again.
Otto will not survive what you intend
to ask of him due to your bigotry.
Of course you can go traveling
as a companion. Visit the world!
Make it a wonderful time.
- How should I when aunt Magda and you...
Magda painted it all way too dark.
We will go short of nothing.
At the poor house?
We Ahlens accept our fate
without complaint and grumble.
And now not a word about it anymore.
- And what about me?
I am responsible as well.
It is not your fault at all
that the estate is lost.
That you will not receive
an inheritance is purely my fault.
But...
No but.
If you want it, you will
accompany The Grand Duchess.
I would be happy too. You would be taken
care of in the best way in the next time.
I could take care of all of you.
And if I can save the family
then I will marry a rich man.
You will do nothing.
I will not allow you to take
a man who you find repulsive.
Hartenstein?
I do not find him repulsive,
he actually pretty nice.
Would you take him
if we were not in distress?
You see.
I will not allow you to
throw your life away for us.
One day...
you will meet the man
you truly love.
Are you sure you are
doing the right thing?
Yes.
But you did not even have the chance
to consider it in peace and quiet?
For what?
My mind is made up.
Don't do something out of disappointment
what you will regret later on.
I do not know what you mean.
Max, of course.
Yes, please?
Countess, what can I do for you?
I want to speak to
Friedrich Hartenstein.
Very well.
It is very kind that you came
immediately despite the thunderstorm.
I would have come to you even
if there had been an earthquake.
What can I do for you?
I do not want to
talk around it for long.
I have reconsidered your propose.
But I do not know
if you still want to.
Countess.
Dearest Sophie.
I had nearly accepted that
we could only be friends.
Nothing would make me happier
than getting you as my wife.
So say something.
Yes, I do.
[Literally: I want to]
I cannot imagine a better man/husband.
I don't love you.
I've never loved you.
And I most definitely
don't want to live with you.
Max, for heaven's sake,
what are you saying there?
I know I should've
told you earlier.
Who cares?
It just didn't happen earlier.
Please, that is not funny.
Why? We had a lot of fun together
but it has to end at one point.
- STOP IT!
I know you are not serious.
We want to go the America.
- You want to.
I don't.
It's an absolutely
childish idea anyway.
Well then we will not go to America.
Then we will not go.
But that...that is no reason
to destroy it all.
Right.
The reason is that
I'm fed up with you.
That cannot be.
Tell me that all of this
is just a bad dream.
Not on your nelly.
- Max!
You...you always told me you love me.
You said so many times.
You did not lie.
It's over.
Accept that.
And now I've got
something to do.
Damn it. Now I have to wash
all of it again tomorrow.
What are you doing with
the laundry on the floor?
Ask the stupid suitcase over there.
Do you know by chance
where Sophie currently is?
May she's taking a walk?
In the dark?
Or she went for
a little goodbye spin.
Count Ahlen also went through
the entire house earlier in the day.
They lost everything
they care about.
And I thought this
was a job for life.
And I might become
a chef one day.
Do you actually know
what you'll be doing now?
It will come out all right somehow.
Damn, there finally you are.
What's going on with you?
Don't you feel well?
Sophie?
Sophie?
What is it?
Say something.
You are scaring me.
It is over.
Over? What is?
Does The Grand Duchess not want you
as travel companion after all?
Max.
He does not love.
He never loved me.
What are you saying there?
- He said it. Again and again.
He lead me on all this time.
Certainly not.
Max loves you.
Then why is he saying
something like this?
I don't know either.
First he gets into a fight Benedikt,
and now this.
What should I do?
Talk to him again tomorrow.
It'll surely be clarified then.
And now you'll
lie down and sleep.
I do not want to.
I do not want anything
at all anymore.
Preferably I would like to die.
Nonsense.
I'll make you a tea.
But I love him.
And he...he...
It cannot all have been a lie.
I'll be back in a moment.
And you won't move from
the spot, do you hear me?
Max?
Where is The Count?
I think in the parlor.
Something horrible happened.
I'll bring the stuff to the
Viethoff's country estate tomorrow.
Should I take your luggage along?
Please wait for further instructions.
I have to talk to Otto first.
York, my dear.
Otto.
Tomorrow time has come.
I am sorry I cannot be better host for you.
Well..
I fear we cannot push the generosity
of Botho and bring house guests along.
It is bad enough that we are already
becoming a burden to him.
There is a problem.
York, does this not
have time until tomorrow?
Otto should rest.
And you should be in bed.
You exaggerate.
I had a little qualm.
My news unfortunately cannot wait.
It is about your departure.
Do not tell me Botho cried off.
No. Botho would never leave an old friend out
on the streets. So York, what is going on?
Botho is dead.
He just collapsed
at the cigars' club today.
It went down really quick.
He is dead.
I have to go to him immediately.
No, Otto. You will stay.
Think of your health.
Think of your family.
Why the hell did you tell
Sophie such bullshit?
Leave me alone.
Are you drinking again?
Do you actually know
what you've done to Sophie?
You broke her heart!
You monster.
What were you thinking?
I have my reasons.
What reasons could there be
to treat someone so badly?
It's none of your business
and now let me through.
Sophie is crying her eyes out
upstairs because of you.
You at least owe my an answer!
Max!
I thank you.
Botho would be very moved by
the farewell you are giving him.
May I offer my condolences, Baroness?
Also in the name of Otto of Ahlen and
his family? He deeply regrets it
to not be able to be here today.
I completely understand that.
Botho surely know that Count Ahlen
is with him in his thoughts.
Forgive me that I bother you
in your mourning but...
your husband offered the of Ahlens
to live with him before his death.
Dear York, please.
I must escort my husband.
Baroness.
My condolences.
Thank you.
Your husband held firmly
on to it when he left us.
We were so excited
for the son and heir.
Now Botho will not even
experience how he is born.
The child will never get
to know its father.
Astonishing.
It really seems to impact her.
Her husband died.
What did you expect?
That she is excited
about the inheritance.
I could have bet
she only married him because of it.
What would you actually not bet on?
How did Otto actually take it?
Botho and him were pretty close.
It was a slap.
But he takes it with dignity.
Nothing knocks Otto flat so easily.
What is he actually doing now?
Ahlen estate has been sold, has it not?
They actually wanted to find
accommodation at Botho's.
But Otto of course does not
want to bother Valerie now.
The Baroness also does not appear
as if she wants guests now.
Understandably.
I...I, uhm, would of course take the Ahlens in
just...unfortunately, uhm, the carpenters
are turning my house upside down.
Carpenters?
Yeah, yeah, it is an utter mess. I already
considered moving to the tavern but...
Well, you know.
Is Friedrich not home?
No. He's unfortunately
still at the factory.
Then I will wait.
My condolences for
your husband's death.
Thank you.
He surely had a nice life.
Who? Oh of course, yes.
He fought great battles.
- No, I mean...
I mean he was surely
very happy by your side.
I hope so.
But life goes on.
Except Botho's. The poor guy.
May he rest in peace.
Whatever.
Does Friedrich already know about it?
I can't tell you.
I would like to surprise him.
Finally I am free.
Now an entirely new life begins.
Then there's only left to wish that
it will always follow your wishes.
What should go wrong now?
If just this damn time
of mourning would be over...
Come in.
You again.
Please, at least listen to me.
Make it quick.
I thought all night about what you said.
But I just do not understand it.
Why does everything have
to be broken suddenly?
Because I don't love you.
What's so hard to understand about it?
I cannot believe that.
You said you wanted to marry me.
How can I believe you do not love me
if you give something like this to me?
Look me in the eyes
and tell me you do not love me.
I knew it.
I'm sorry you misunderstood.
You gave me something too
and I wanted to return the favor.
I do not believe that.
For God's sake. That thing
means nothing. Not in the slightest.
And now go.
How clear do I have to get?
Aren't you tired of being humiliated by now?
I've had the theatre up to here.
Well if you ask me,
he acts completely weird.
I rather believe Max understood I'm right.
- What is with Max?
We're thinking about if Benedikt
can accommodate him at the factory.
Grafting without a break is
much too dull for him.
Oh really.
But it's good enough for me, or what?
You're foreman.
That's something entirely different.
You just barely turned the corner.
Well, I'll go bring the laundry in.
What did you just mean?
With what were you right?
To be realistic for a moment.
What happens to of Ahlens if
Sophie marries such a poor fellow as Max?
Then everything heads south.
Precisely. And I think Max
finally understood that.
When you talked to him about it
the last time, he thrashed you.
He tried.
I know him.
Max loves Sophie more than his life. There can't be another reason for his behavior.
It must have broken his heart.
Poor Sophie.
- Poor Max.
What do you think?
Does black suit me?
Then I probably may express
my condolences to you.
Finally. We waited for it for so long.
We?
- Yes.
When this stupid time of mourning
is over, we can finally marry. Hans!
Bring us champagne. We must drink to that.
- Stop.
I would not know
what there is to celebrate.
There will be no champagne and
there will also be no wedding.
What?
Did you seriously believe I would marry
a woman who cheats on a man/husband?
Friedrich, you are joking.
Hardly likely.
Your few withering charms were maybe
just enough to sweet-talk an old senile fool.
But I am pregnant!
And?
Who telly me the brat is mine?
You cannot do this to/with me.
You tard!
Tell me, have you gone mad?
I will kill you!
Hans!
The Baroness wants to go!
Take your damn hands off me!
Let me go!
You will regret this!
Salut!
You may get the woman out of gutter
but never the gutter out of the woman.
Wait. I'll help you.
That's kind. There's certainly going
to be thunderstorm soon.
Wait. If you're already here,
we can make it smooth beforehand.
Good.
Sorry. That wasn't on purpose.
You're pretty strong.
- Comes from chopping the wood.
With you, even folding laundry is fun.
I'll miss you a lot.
You'll have forgotten me in no time.
- Surely not.
Once you've got a new job
and get to know new people...
New people? I'll probably have
to work at the tavern after all.
And what's supposed to be exciting about that...
Heinrich and Leo are kind.
Especially Leo.
Oh he. Well...
However none it stands
in comparison to here.
Will you at least visit me sometimes?
For sure.
At least if I stay in town.
You don't want to go back to Oberberg?
That's so far away.
Max?
Sophie?
Sorry. What did you say?
How can you just be so calm in our situation?
The child obviously has no idea
how it is at a poor house.
We will...I must not
think of that...York.
Do you have no solution?
You are usually so creative.
I fear this time I am
also at my wits' end.
You know what?
- I know a lot.
What do you think of
starting your own business?
The market booth was a great success.
More or less.
- It was.
You go hunting and
I take care of selling.
Wouldn't that be nice?
Yes, Lina. I'd like that.
A lot actually.
York, when do I have to leave to
be at The Grand Duchess' in time?
You cannot desert us now.
Why? You are taken care of
in the best way at Baron Viethoff's.
You only hear what you want to hear.
We are not moving to Botho.
Botho is dead.
What?
No.
And if you now got a spark of compassion
in your body, you will marry Hartenstein
instead of abandoning us
in misery now.
And you should understand something.
If you leave us now,
you will never see your father again.
Otto will not survive what you intend
to ask of him due to your bigotry.
Of course you can go traveling
as a companion. Visit the world!
Make it a wonderful time.
- How should I when aunt Magda and you...
Magda painted it all way too dark.
We will go short of nothing.
At the poor house?
We Ahlens accept our fate
without complaint and grumble.
And now not a word about it anymore.
- And what about me?
I am responsible as well.
It is not your fault at all
that the estate is lost.
That you will not receive
an inheritance is purely my fault.
But...
No but.
If you want it, you will
accompany The Grand Duchess.
I would be happy too. You would be taken
care of in the best way in the next time.
I could take care of all of you.
And if I can save the family
then I will marry a rich man.
You will do nothing.
I will not allow you to take
a man who you find repulsive.
Hartenstein?
I do not find him repulsive,
he actually pretty nice.
Would you take him
if we were not in distress?
You see.
I will not allow you to
throw your life away for us.
One day...
you will meet the man
you truly love.
Are you sure you are
doing the right thing?
Yes.
But you did not even have the chance
to consider it in peace and quiet?
For what?
My mind is made up.
Don't do something out of disappointment
what you will regret later on.
I do not know what you mean.
Max, of course.
Yes, please?
Countess, what can I do for you?
I want to speak to
Friedrich Hartenstein.
Very well.
It is very kind that you came
immediately despite the thunderstorm.
I would have come to you even
if there had been an earthquake.
What can I do for you?
I do not want to
talk around it for long.
I have reconsidered your propose.
But I do not know
if you still want to.
Countess.
Dearest Sophie.
I had nearly accepted that
we could only be friends.
Nothing would make me happier
than getting you as my wife.
So say something.
Yes, I do.
[Literally: I want to]
I cannot imagine a better man/husband.