Move a little to the left, please.
Adele, you are restless.
I worry too much, you know that.
About what?
The future.
My sister, Luise,
we really loved each other,
but the truth is
we were always competing.
If life is a race, then she has
beaten me to the finishing line.
But if it is a boxing match,
then I am the last one standing.
Either way, we went through
a great deal together,
and I will miss you.
Auf Wiedersehen, liebe Schwester.
Barbara, thank you so much
for coming. It means a lot to me.
Our families go back a long way.
Your son, the lawyer, how is he?
Oh, struggling, I'm afraid.
After law school, he went
to work for a fancy firm,
and then decided to go
out on his own in Pasadena.
- And what happened?
- It all fell apart.
Oh...
Add those debts to seven years
of student loans, and things aren't great.
Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.
You need a lawyer?
Just some letters I found
in my sister's belongings.
I need advice from someone I can trust.
I'll have him call you.
I really feel...
I really feel like, with a firm
such as this, sir, that I... I would be...
...ready and willing to...
Hello?
No, not a, not a, not a good time, Mom.
Not a good time;
I'll call, call you later.
Well, she's got all of the reports...
Hi, Randy Schoenberg here
to see Bergen, Brown and Sherman.
- Okay.
- I'd like to make
the most of the opportunities
offered here.
With a firm as impressive
as this, I'd be extremely motivated
to deliver my very best
each and every day.
You any relation to the
famous composer, Schoenberg?
Arnold was my grandfather, sir.
But he died before I was born.
His music demands
a certain quality of application.
But the rewards validate the effort.
One of the things I'd most
look forward to about, uh,
working here is exploring
your larger scale...
And Judge Schoenberg is your father.
Retired now, yes, sir.
Outstanding lineage, Mr. Schoenberg.
Yes, sir.
What happened in Pasadena?
Well, I took a risk.
Set up my own law firm,
and it didn't pay off, you know.
Working for yourself
isn't all it's hyped up to be.
So now you're ready to work with others?
Yes, sir.
Well, let's give it a go,
Mr. Schoenberg.
Thanks, Mom.
I was expecting you at 6:00.
It's ten past.
My apologies, Mrs. Altmann.
It was gridlock on Wilshire.
You look tired and stressed,
but you're not bad-looking.
You were such a skinny boy.
Thank you.
So, what do you know
about art restitution?
Not a thing.
Well, it's never too late to learn.
Why don't you come on inside.
Have some strudel.
I made it specially for you.
My sister is the pretty little girl
on the left, Luise.
And I am the moody one, next to her.
My parents, Therese and Gustav.
My uncle Ferdinand,
who owned a sugar company,
and his wife, Aunt Adele,
who died so young.
Sit with me, Maria.
Adele didn't have any children,
so we all lived together as one family.
In a way, I had two sets of parents.
Try to smile, Maria.
It's good to exercise
your facial muscles once a year.
The Bloch-Bauers.
I found these letters
amongst my sister's belongings.
Look, I've translated them
for you, on the back.
1948?
From our family lawyer in Vienna,
Johann Rinesch.
All about our paintings
that were stolen by the Nazis.
Okay.
I read in The New York Times
that things are changing in Austria.
How are they changing?
They're redrafting
the art restitution laws.
Reviewing old cases.
My sister finally moves in with me.
The only problem is she decides
to do it when she's dead.
Well, at least you won't be
having any arguments that way.
What I mean is-is that,
you know how roommates,
they tend to argue about dishes
in the sink and stuff and...
and you won't be having any arguments,
because, about dishes,
'cause, you know...
'cause she's dead.
So...
I'm so sorry. I'm... I was trying...
I was making a joke and it didn't, uh...
Ah, here she is.
My Aunt Adele.
My uncle commissioned
Gustav Klimt to paint her.
That's quite a painting.
It's magnificent.
She was taken off the walls
of our home by the Nazis,
and since then, she's been hanging
in the Belvedere Gallery in Vienna.
And now you'd like to be reunited.
Wouldn't that be lovely?
Make you a rich woman, I'm sure.
You think that's what this is about?
No, I have to do what I can
to keep these memories alive.
Because people forget, you see.
Especially the young.
And then, of course, there's justice.
I bored you to tears tonight.
Four times you looked at your watch.
You know, this was a test
and we both failed.
I'm sorry. I-I-I, I'm sorry
I wasted your time.
I got a new job today.
A baby that keeps me up at night,
a wife I want to make happy.
So why would you be interested
in ancient history?
Good-bye, my dear.
Struwwelpeter.
Struwwelpeter, the book
that you had in your hand.
My grandmother used to read that to me.
Terrifying... the-the one about the boy
who gets swept away by the wind.
Into a terrible adventure.
Used to frighten me, too.
Why don't you just take a look at these,
and tell me if I have a case.
That's all I ask from you.
"11th of April, 1948.
Dear Luise Bloch-Bauer..."
That's her sister.
"The Austrian government has decided
"they will hold on to
the Klimt portrait of your aunt
"and four other Klimts which they insist
"were bequeathed to
the gallery in her will,
"a fact which they claim
as incontestable.
"The will itself...
"I have not seen...
"despite my persistent
attempts to do so.
Yours sincerely, Johann Rinesch."
Her lawyer never saw the will?
Nobody saw the will.
Randy!
Hi, Mrs. Altmann. Hi.
Uh, we just,
we just need to photocopy these
just over here, okay?
Everybody here looks as if they're
having nervous breakdowns.
They are, they are.
I was up till 3:00 a.m.
I did a little research for you.
I'm impressed.
Get someone on the ground in Vienna.
For the first time in 50 years,
they've opened up the archives,
so you start by trying
to find a copy of Adele's will.
- Yes, and then what?
- The Austrian Ministry of Culture...
will set up a committee to
review each case individually,
but you need to fill out an application
for them to consider you claim
by the end of next month...
- ...at the latest.
- Next month?
At the latest, yes; I've already
sent away for the form.
Slow down.
You can explain everything to me...
- ...over lunch.
- No.
- Mrs. Altmann, I can't do lunch.
- I know a very nice place.
They do excellent rice pudding.
All right, these are three names
of the top restitution lawyers
in America.
They're gonna cost you,
but without them it's a nonstarter.
No, no, all I have is my shop,
my bungalow and a little money
I saved up for a new dishwasher.
No, I can't go throwing cash
at fancy lawyers.
Right, I-I have to go, so...
Can't you just help me out
a little bit, on the side?
You know, like a hobby.
There is no "on the side" here, Maria.
This is a full-time job;
this is not a hobby.
You are quite rude,
you're a little uncouth,
and you are completely
disinterested in the past.
And you have an unusual talent
for making me feel good about myself.
But you have the connection.
What connection?
Family, Randy.
Your grandparents
came here from Austria.
You see, we share the same history.
Oh, how can you see
out of those glasses?
They're filthy.
Yes, that's better.
Help you see more clearly.
I see this as a possible
investment for the firm.
You really think a painting
that ends up as a fridge magnet
will ever leave Austria?
I think it'd be a mistake
not to take a look.
One week, max.
Thank you. Thank you, sir.
I want you back here on the third.
Uh, absolutely, sir. Thank you.
Still working?
- I'll close the shop only when I croak.
- Big news.
I got the green light.
I'm gonna go over there,
I'm gonna try to find the will,
and then we'll take it from there.
Oh! Randy!
That's wonderful!
You're chomping at the bite
all of a sudden.
Yes, I am. And I have another idea.
My mother sent this over.
There's an art restitution conference
planned for later this month.
They're looking for speakers.
I think you should be one of them.
- What are you talking about?
- Elegant descendant...
from one of the great Viennese families.
The press would love you.
It would speed things up.
It'd apply pressure.
Well...
I love your enthusiasm, and,
after all, I'm not a spring chicken.
We have to get a move on.
But I'm afraid, in your haste,
there's been a misunderstanding.
How's that?
I'm not going back to that place.
Not now, not ever.
I-I don't understand.
They destroyed my family,
they killed my friends,
and they forced me to abandon
the people and the places that I loved.
That was over a half a century ago.
You think that's a long time?
It would be a few days, that's it.
We'd be in and out.
Randy, you're not listening to me.
I would rather die than go back there,
not for all the paintings in the world.
Anyway...
a week ago, you weren't even
interested in the case,
and now you're all over me
like a rash... what happened?
Against my better judgment,
I think I like you.
For how long?
Four or five days, a week at the most.
Depends on the reception I get.
What's your plan?
Dora... I'm not emigrating to the Congo,
I'm going to Austria for a few days,
with the firm's blessing.
What do you think?
I think that's a yes.
I see you, Maria. Come closer.
Why don't you help your aunt?
Put on my favorite necklace.
Your little fingers
are perfect for the job.
One day, you'll have to stop
being so timid.
Life will demand it of you.
Your only enemy is fear.
- Hello?
- I know it's the middle...
of the night,
but if I wait until the morning,
I might change my mind.
I have decided to face the ghosts.
She's complicated.
Oh, your mom called again this morning.
She wants you to visit
the Holocaust Memorial when you're there.
She mentioned it already, seven times.
Well, she said to do it in honor...
- ...of your great-grandparents.
- Siegmund and Malvina.
Oh, she had the most
beautiful eyes, you know.
Enormous, like an owl.
This is an awfully big suitcase
you've packed, Maria.
You sure you brought enough stuff?
If I'm going back,
I might as well do it in style.
Pam, darling,
could you drive a little faster?
I, uh, I think, at this rate,
we're going to miss the plane.
We're gonna be there four hours early.
Yes, but I want to buy
perfume and cognac in duty-free.
Look, move over there.
Pam, darling, move over. Move over now.
With pleasure, Mrs. Altmann.
Ladies and gentleman,
we are about to land in Vienna.
Please fasten your seatbelts.
I never thought I'd come back.
Some guy from the Ministry's
agreed to meet me tomorrow...
I'm sure he's in charge of paper clips.
We're lucky anyone
has agreed to meet us at all.
You don't have to come,
if you don't want to.
Oh, we haven't even arrived,
and you're already trying
to get rid of me?
That's not what I said... I just
meant you don't have to come.
Anyway. I want to go
to the Belvedere to visit my aunt.
You know, the postcard
doesn't do her justice.
You were born in Vienna...
- ...Mrs. Altmann?
- Yes, yes, I was, yes.
Uh, just around the corner, yes.
Sprechen Sie Deutsch?
Yes, but I choose to speak English.
I hope you enjoy your stay.
I'll certainly try.
There it is.
The apartment on the second floor,
that's our home.
Oh, the things this house
has seen, Randy.
Great artists, musicians, writers
passed through those doors.
Including, of course, your grandfather.
And Dr. Freud himself.
On my wedding night,
half of Vienna was here.
Mrs. Altmann?
I spotted your name
on the list of speakers
for the restitution conference
and tracked you down.
And you are?
Hubertus Czernin,
investigative reporter.
- Welcome to Vienna.
- Thank you.
Can I buy you a drink?
I'm the editor.
My little Austrian baby. Keeps me sane.
When I wrote a piece
exposing the Nazi past
of our own President Waldheim...
a man walked up to me
in a supermarket and spat in my face.
He called me a traitor.
I said to him: "I'm a true Austrian."
And what makes you
interested in a couple of...
Californian tourists, Mr. Czernin?
I just thought you could do
with an Austrian friend.
What for?
You know, this whole restitution thing
began as a PR exercise.
Austria wanted to improve
its image abroad,
but now it's turning
into a Pandora's box.
They don't want to give away
their treasures.
So they're going to put as many
obstacles in your way as possible,
and I might just be able to help you
get over some of them.
What's in it for you?
What's your motive?
Let's just say it's a very
particular brand of patriotism.
Now, if you will excuse me,
I think I will treat us
to another round of drinks.
Oh, yes, that's a wonderful idea.
Tu che il zucchero porti
In mezzo
Al core
Non esser, gioia
Mia, con
Me crudele
Lasciati almen
Veder
Mio bell amore
When our daughter Maria said
she was marrying an opera singer,
we decided he would sing
Mozart at the wedding.
Let's keep the whole thing
Austrian, I said.
These are troubling times.
Let us hope that this memorable evening
is a harbinger of happier days.
Mazel tov!
It makes me sad
your Aunt Adele is not here today.
She would have been proud of you.
I am sad too, uncle.
At least she's not alive to witness what
is happening to the country she loved.
I want...
you to have this, Maria.
Her favorite.
You are headstrong and inquiring.
Something of Adele's spirit is in you.
I will always treasure it.
There you are, sister.
Come, Maria, it's time for cake.
The whole world
has been looking for you.
Quickly, I'm hungry.
You have to help me cut it, Luise.
That Maria of yours is a heart stealer.
The Chancellor has conceded
on every front.
Hitler has made an empty promise
about Austrian sovereignty.
But my bet is that
by the end of the month
the Nazis will be marching
round the Ringstrasse in their jackboots.
The Austrians will not allow it.
I will leave for Zurich on Sunday
with Luise.
By next week,
the rest of you must join us.
There will be much to do.
We must take our time.
Like always, you are a dreamer.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
The restitution committee
has decided your case
is worthy of a review,
Mrs. Altmann.
Young Mr. Schoenberg and I
have travelled all this way,
so we would appreciate
discussing the case
with the committee before
they make the decision.
The committee does not interact
with external parties.
And we are an external party, are we?
The paintings belonged
to Mrs. Altmann's family.
You must trust that all due
procedures will be followed.
And now, if you don't mind,
I have a reception to go to.
Do enjoy your stay
in our beautiful city.
It has been a real pleasure...
to meet you.
How you doing?
I don't know if I have the strength
to deal with these people...
and I've only been here a day.
Come on, let's go.
There's no way we're gonna get a copy
of Adele's will before we have to leave.
No. The archive department
was not exactly helpful.
Well, thankfully, I have
what is commonly known
as a mole at the Belvedere.
Someone who can speed things up.
On Mondays, the museum is closed,
but my friendly mole
will be waiting for you.
I hope you're not allergic
to a little dust.
Now, I didn't I tell you he
was going to be useful, Randy?
Be patient, Maria.
He's soon gonna find out
that some Austrians are his friends,
whatever their motives.
Keep working at it.
Amalie Zuckerkandl.
Also painted by Klimt.
She was a friend of our family.
She died in a death camp.
Belzec, yes.
Mrs. Altmann,
your aunt is around this corner.
Are you ready for the reunion?
Rightly or wrongly, she has become
embedded in Austria's identity.
A national icon. Adele has become
part of the country's psyche.
Aunt Adele.
Do you like it?
Why is it all gold?
Ignore the gold. That's Klimt.
Look at my face. Does it resemble me?
Yes, but I don't think you look happy.
I wonder what it will be like
to be a woman
when you are older,
whether you will have to amuse
yourself with trivialities.
Portrait of Adele, painted by Klimt.
One of our most famous paintings.
A wonderful example of Austria's heritage.
Quickly, let's get home.
The government has announced
that citizens
may not leave the country
without authorization.
These new regulations
will be enforced immediately.
My brother was right.
We should have left already.
Look.
It's Mrs. Klein, the doctor's wife.
What are they doing to her?
Forcing her to clean
the pavement with acid.
And Mr. Rosenblatt was made
to write "Jew" on his shop window.
But why?
Why do you think, Therese?
Fetch my cello, Maria.
What for, Father?
It's nearly five.
Why should this Saturday
be different from any other?
Because it is.
I will not allow them to touch us.
- Father.
- The cello, Maria.
Go.
The passport office will close
at 2 p.m. until further notice.
Denied. Next.
My husband's brother is in England,
and my sister is in Switzerland.
We have places to stay
in both countries.
There are only four of us,
but we need to leave Austria
as soon as possible.
So do all the other Jews.
What makes you so special?
Denied. Next.
Your business is finished. Paint.
Jewish pigs. Serves you right.
Don't look.
Thank heavens. We were worried.
Open the door!
They're here.
Of course they are.
Fritz, open the door.
Yes, sir.
Ferdinand Bloch-Bauer?
My brother is in Switzerland
on business.
Is that what it's called?
Your brother's sugar company
is guilty of tax evasion
amounting to one million Reichsmark.
His assets have been frozen
until the money is paid.
This officer will be staying with you.
- From now on, you are under house arrest.
- My uncle is a law-abiding citizen.
You are a family
that appreciates the power of art.
Holbein.
Impressive.
A silver cup with precious stones.
A diamond necklace.
Two silver candlesticks.
A cello!
Stradivarius.
Of course, only the best.
No, please.
It is his joy.
I could've searched for
the family file on my own, you know.
I wasn't going to miss all the fun.
This is like a James Bond film,
and you're Sean Connery.
Yeah.
Hello. I'm Anna.
- Hi. How are you?
- Hello.
- It's an honor to meet you.
- Thank you so much for doing this for us.
So you know Hubertus?
Everything from the museum
records prior to 1972
is held in the same room.
I think you're going to have a busy day.
Roll up your sleeves, Randy.
Congratulations.
Quite a treasure trove of information.
Hubertus and I were up all night
going over the file.
Well, I'm glad to see you're
getting on so well together.
So now we can start
to actually put together a picture
of what really happened.
Maria, you are the living link
to the past.
Hanging on by my fingernails.
Tell us what you know.
Adele died in 1925.
Meningitis. She was only 43.
My Uncle Ferdinand was devastated.
And then, of course, the will,
written in 1923,
two years before she died.
Her signature. Oh, my God.
I'll translate as accurately as I can.
"I kindly ask my husband
"to bequeath my portrait
"and the other Klimt paintings
after his death
to the Belvedere Gallery in Vienna."
So she did leave them to the gallery.
Oh, Randy, have we come
all this way for nothing?
One step at a time, Maria.
She does, in fact,
request for the paintings to go
to the Belvedere, but the request has
a very specific condition attached to it.
She specifically asks the paintings
go to the Belvedere
after Ferdinand's death.
Let's tell the story chronologically.
Maria, do you have any idea
of what happened
to your family's property
after you got away?
Not at all. Unlike Lot's wife,
I never looked back.
Maybe now it's time to know.
After you escaped Austria,
Maria, your home
became the scene of
one of the great thefts of the time.
Your family's belongings
ended up in the hands
of the most powerful
criminals of the Nazi elite.
All of our things, our personal things?
Did you know, for instance, that one
of your uncle's favorite paintings,
a Waldmller portrait
of Count Esterhazy...
Yes, yes, I remember.
It was hanging in the living room.
I never liked it, actually.
...ended up decorating the walls
of no less a place than the Berghof,
Hitler's private residence
in the Bavarian Alps?
Or that your aunt's necklace,
the same one she wears
in the Klimt portrait,
came to adorn the neck of Emmy Goering,
Hermann Goering's wife?
I don't think I want to hear this.
The Nazis themselves
were not so keen on the Klimts.
They were, after all,
a bit too degenerate for their taste.
But the paintings
caught the eye of someone
with a more prescient
and refined appreciation of art,
- Bruno Grimshitz.
- Grimshitz?!
The paintings were taken off
the walls of your family home
and carefully transported
to the Belvedere.
Certain facts had to be altered,
like your aunt's name and her
Jewish provenance, of course.
For a short while after the war,
she became simply known as...
"Woman in Gold."
So her identity was stolen as well.
It wasn't enough to rob your family
and try to destroy it.
No. You had to be eradicated
from history.
So the paintings reached the Belvedere.
In 1941.
Your uncle, Maria, died...
At the end of the war, 1945.
So, contrary to the request
in Adele's will,
the paintings ended up in the Belvedere
well before his death.
And if I'm not mistaken,
he wrote his own will before he died.
Yes, he did.
Leaving everything he owned,
or at least what was left of it,
to you and your sister,
his only living heirs.
It was one of the last things he did
before he died, a few days later.
Yes, but won't they argue that Adele
did leave them to the gallery?
So, really, we don't have a case.
Randy, why don't you show
Maria our trump card?
What's this?
That is a declaration
that Ferdinand paid...
- ...for the paintings.
- Mmm.
He was the rightful owner, not Adele.
The paintings weren't hers to give away.
So the will is invalid?
Technically, it's not a will.
It's not legally binding.
It's more like a wish.
Now we need to get all this to Rudolf Wran,
the head of the restitution committee.
Yes. And then your aunt
is coming home with us.
Oh!
Randy, wait and listen.
She is the Mona Lisa of Austria.
Do you think they will just let her go?
See, w-we've left Mr. Wran
four messages this morning alone.
Mr. Wran is very busy right now.
- You understand?
- Yes, of course we understand,
but it is essential
that we speak with him.
The problem is it's imperative
that we speak...
- ...to him this morning.
- Randy, Randy, is that him?
I-I think it's best if
you leave him a message.
- Mr. Wran?
- Wran. Wran.
Mr., Mr. Rudolf Wran?
Hi. I'm Randy Schoenberg.
This is my client, Mrs. Altmann.
- How do you do?
- Of course. I'm so sorry...
I haven't had a moment
to reply to your calls.
- Well, that's, uh...
- Please don't apologize.
You're a very important man, very busy.
There's quite a bit of new information
that the restitution committee
needs to be aware of
before they come to any sort of decision
on the Bloch-Bauer case.
Is there indeed?
Yes, it's all in here.
I've made some observations
in the margins. Excuse my handwriting.
You've been busy
during your stay in Vienna.
We didn't come here to eat cake.
Mr. Schoenberg, I understand
you're the composer's grandson.
Now, do you know what a fan
I am of his work?
You're a man of refined taste, Mr. Wran.
The genius of the 12-tone
compositional system
should not be underestimated.
Thank you for your efforts, but we
have all the information we need now.
If you'll excuse me,
there's work to be done.
It's hard to believe Hitler
once applied to be an art student here.
I wish they'd accepted him.
They're all here.
The woman just coming in the door...
Elizabeth Gehrer, Minister of Culture.
With your new friend, Rudolf Wran.
Quite a turnout.
They're putting on a very good show.
Welcome to the Restitution Conference.
This is a first step
in making reparation
towards those whose art
was unlawfully taken from them.
The mountain landscape
hung in the main room of our house.
It was the first thing you saw
when you opened the front door.
I will never forget the day
that they stormed in our house
and took our paintings off the wall.
Our maid went into my mother's wardrobe
and took out the clothes,
and she said to her,
"Don't think of going to the police,
because they'll be here anyway."
And so it was.
Some police came,
and other people,
and stripped the place.
When people see
the famous portrait, they see
a masterpiece by one
of Austria's finest artists.
But I see a picture of my aunt,
a woman who...
who talked to me about life
while I brushed her hair in her bedroom.
Restitution.
You see, that's an interesting word.
You know, I looked it up
in the dictionary.
"Restitution: the return
of something to its original state."
Now, that made me think.
You see, I would love to return
to my original state.
I would love to be a happy woman
living in this beautiful city.
Like so many of my generation
who had to flee,
I will never forgive them
for preventing me from living here.
At the very least, we should be reunited
with what is rightfully ours.
Thank you.
Mrs. Altmann, Dr. Bernhard Kohler.
I work at the Belvedere Gallery.
And how can I help you, Dr. Kohler?
If the decision of the committee is
in your favor, take the three landscapes,
but we implore you, not the portraits.
You have grown attached to them.
We cannot imagine Austria without them.
- I can.
- Well...
once the past has been put to right,
I would be open
to an arrangement with you.
Maria, may I speak
with you for a moment?
Will you excuse me? I think
my lawyer's getting a trifle nervous.
Please feel free to call me,
so we can resume the conversation.
I think we need to be careful
about what we say.
Oh, you mean you think I should
be careful about what I say.
A moment ago, you called me your lawyer.
Most people take advice
from their lawyers.
Yes, when they ask for it.
Now, if you don't mind, I would like
to walk back to the hotel alone.
Mrs. Altmann,
a powerful speech you gave.
But why don't you let
the past be the past?
You people never give up, do you?
Not everything is about the Holocaust.
My brother has booked
the last two tickets to Cologne.
And then what?
From Cologne, we go to the border.
There's a contact.
He's been paid to smuggle us across.
When is the flight to Cologne?
Eight o'clock this evening.
I can't leave my parents.
It's our last chance, Maria.
But someone has to
drive us to the airport.
A friend of my father owes him a favor.
He will never let us out of his sight.
I have an idea.
But first, I have
to say goodbye to them.
Papa.
Mutti.
The time has come, hasn't it?
You know as well as I do
they won't let my father fetch a doctor
because he has committed
the crime of being Jewish.
So the least you can do
is let us go to the pharmacy.
And why do you both need to go?
For God's sake, if you're that worried
we're going to run away,
why not come with us?
Fine.
I'll take you.
But we come straight back.
Shame.
I was hoping we could
all go to the cinema.
Don't be more than a minute.
One minute, that's all.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
What can I do for you?
My father has a very high fever.
We need something
to lower his temperature.
One moment.
Right, this should help.
Keys!
Fritz.
Ja, ja, ja.
What are you doing?
I'm feeling faint. I need air.
Please open the door.
The soldier smoking on the street
is with you?
Nein.
No, please open the door, quickly.
Of course, you are Jews.
- Nein. Bitte.
- Hey!
They're trying to get away! Quickly!
Da.
Halt! Halt!
That way.
Are you sure this heads
to the Town Hall?
Yes.
Go! I'll meet you there!
Jewish scum.
They went in there.
The car.
Catch them.
Thank you.
I'd do anything for your family.
Good luck.
Danke.
- Danke.
- Bitte.
Your tickets, please.
Traveling to Cologne?
Cologne, yes.
You have no luggage?
It's all very unexpected.
We are going for one night.
My husband is understudying
Wotan at the Cologne Opera.
Their baritone has fallen ill.
Van Karajan is conducting.
We're very excited.
Good luck.
Thank you.
Next.
Announcement for passengers
of Flight 12, destination Cologne.
Due to unforeseen circumstances,
your departure has been delayed.
Our apologies for
any inconvenience caused.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we're ready to start boarding.
Please have your tickets ready
for inspection.
Achtung!
There are passengers who will not
be boarding this flight tonight.
Herr Stephan Neumann
und Herr Karl Neumann.
Make yourselves known!
Please approach.
Ladies and gentlemen.
And this is Minister Gehrer.
How do you do?
Dr. Dreimann here is our principal
attorney on this very complicated case.
Please sit.
Some cases are more complicated
than others, but...
after much deliberation,
we regret to inform you, Frau Altmann,
that the committee has decided
that the five Klimt paintings
hanging in the Belvedere
will remain there.
Please tell me this is a joke.
They're not joking, Randy.
Your aunt's will should be obeyed.
But that's the point.
It isn't even a will.
Uh, the-the paintings
aren't hers to give away. Here.
Uh, where is it?
We have proof that the paintings
were Ferdinand's property,
not his wife's, which
makes her will invalid.
I think this is the one
you're looking for.
And that's ignor...
And that's ignoring the fact
that there was a deliberate
cover-up to conceal the manner
in which the paintings
ended up in the gallery.
They're not interested
in the facts, Randy.
Your aunt's request
needs to be respected.
It's not a legally binding will.
Do you imagine my aunt
would have written those words
if she knew what was to come?
Do you?
The looting of her home,
the murder of her people.
Our decision is nonnegotiable.
If you don't agree with it, your only
option is to pursue the case in court.
Come on, Randy, let's go.
Dr. Dreimann, you speak as if
you knew my aunt,
but you did not know her,
and I can tell you right now,
that what you have decided today
would make her ashamed
to call herself an Austrian.
And you should be ashamed, too.
It's not America.
In order to pursue the case in Austria,
the government demands
a deposit against the cost
of $1.8 million,
and that's for starters.
$1.8 million?!
Based on a portion of the estimated
value of the paintings.
Okay, so on one hand, they're...
they're saying, "Take us to court."
On the other hand, it's
financially impossible for us to do that.
Your hands are tied
behind your back, yes.
What-what about arbitration...
here in Vienna?
Nobody will decide to give you back
the paintings, Randy... nobody.
It's a total waste of time and money.
No more daydreaming.
Thank you, Hubertus,
for all your effort.
Come on, Randy.
It's time to go pack.
- Hubertus.
- I'm sorry.
- Just checking on you.
- Come in. Sit down.
How you doing?
I'm exhausted.
That's what happens when
you have to deal all day
with a lot of grim shits.
They'll never admit to what they did,
because if they admit to one thing,
they have to admit to it all.
Admit to what?
They were never victims.
Most of them threw flowers
and welcomed the Nazis with open arms,
and that's the simple truth.
It's with great pleasure that I announce
that Klimt's "Adele"
will be remaining in Austria.
This is a victory
for the Belvedere Gallery
and a victory for the Austrian people.
- Oh, enough. Switch it off.
- Thank you.
Tomorrow we will go home,
and on the way to the airport,
we will stop to pay our respects
at the Holocaust Memorial.
That way, we will not
have come here in vain.
The camp where my great-grandparents
were murdered.
Treblinka.
They died soon after your grandfather
escaped to America.
I remember them well.
They had a cherry blossom tree
in the garden,
and she had the most beautiful eyes.
Your mother reminds me of her.
Then they were taken away
in the middle of the night.
Randy...
we must go to the airport now.
Okay.
Know what? Um...
I'm... I'm gonna use the men's room.
- I'll be right back.
- Yes.
My grandfather used to say
the three things that
he hated most in life were
Hitler, his grandmother,
and the Los Angeles sun,
but I got to say,
everything about Los Angeles
feels pretty damn great right now.
You know if my darling Fritz
was still alive,
he would welcome us home with an aria.
Welcome home.
- To Randy and Maria.
- Randy and Maria.
I'm not drinking today.
Thank you, anyway.
We did our best...
and that's what matters.
We did everything we could.
The past is the past,
and now we must let it go.
Maria?
Randy.
Hey.
I went for the money.
Those paintings are worth
over $100 million.
That's why I went out there with her.
I went for the money, Pam.
It's natural.
But you're home now, and it's okay.
Is it?
Randy?
That's $29, sir.
- Thank you, Mrs. Scheff.
- Good-bye.
- Oh.
- Oh. Excuse me.
Thank you.
Fancy seeing you again,
after all this time.
Belvedere catalog, on sale
in Barnes & Noble on Wilshire.
And hello to you, too.
What are you babbling about?
You don't understand. We got 'em.
You can sue them here, in the U.S.
Not all that again.
Oh, anyway, Randy, I thought you said
we couldn't sue them here
because of that...
the foreign state immunity thing.
I did, but I found a loophole.
Three conditions.
Which are?
When the property's taken
in violation of international law.
- Which it was.
- Thank you.
And that property is owned
by an agency of a foreign state.
You mean the Belvedere Gallery?
Thank you. And that agency engages
in a commercial activity within the USA.
Selling books in Barnes & Noble?
Thank you. If you meet these criteria,
you can sue them here in the U.S.
Congratulations... you meet 'em.
You can sue.
Yes, but I don't want to.
Oh, don't you remember
what I told you, Randy?
Sometimes it's...
You just have to move on.
It's a long shot.
For starters, there's no precedent.
There is. There's one case
that I found, sir.
It's a Jewish family
from Argentina, they lost a hotel.
The answer is no.
I have a real feeling about this, sir.
Since when have we been
paying you to have feelings?
It's commonly known
as an ultimatum, Randy.
I humored you.
"Let him go to Europe," I thought,
"let him flex his muscles."
God knows, I suppose there was
a small part of me that hoped...
- ...you were onto something.
- I think I am.
You're not. There isn't a case.
There's no enforcement mechanism
between the U.S. and Austria.
- Just one more go, sir.
- I need you here now.
No more extracurricular stuff,
and no more Klimts.
Hi there.
Hi. I'm here to file a lawsuit
against the Austrian government.
I've filled in the summons
and that's the complaint.
- What do I owe you?
- Well, that'll cost you $165.
I want to go to Austria one day,
with my daughter.
She loves kangaroos.
Maria?
Hey, can you come with me for a second?
I'd like you to witness something.
Come on, come on, come on,
come on... double time.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Is Consul Brandstetter around?
- I'm afraid not, sir.
- Oh, well, tell him...
that Mrs. Altmann
and Randy Schoenberg dropped by.
- I think he may have heard of us.
- Okay.
What do we want with
the Austrian Consul?
Please inform him that I'm dropping off
a summons and complaint... here it is.
We're taking the Austrian
government to court.
Have a nice day.
- Mm.
- Okay.
Randy...
Will you slow down a little, please,
and tell me what's going on?
We're taking them to court.
No, you can't do this. You can't just go
charging ahead like a...
like a mad steamroller.
- Can't I?
- Randy, stop walking so fast.
I can't keep up with you. Stop!
Now...
I told you before I have no interest
in suing them.
I have had enough excitement.
I... I have returned to my quiet life
and finally begun to find
some peace again.
Say that again with conviction.
Don't be impertinent.
Oh, you do annoy me.
Anyway, you don't have
the time for this.
You... you have a family to support,
and you have a full-time job.
Oh, no.
What do you mean, you quit?
I quit my job.
Hey, I talked to my father...
he can give us a loan, you know,
- Oh, great. Great.
- ...to keep us afloat for a few months.
Just when we're expecting another baby.
Don't you think
we're under pressure enough?
We're supposed to make
these decisions together.
- Isn't that the point?
- Yeah.
I'm sorry.
You're right.
It's Austria.
Something happened out there,
and I don't know...
I don't know why, but I can't let it go.
I think it's important.
I'm so sorry.
Let's hope we're not wasting
our time today.
You realize this is only
the first stage, right?
They've hired Stan Gould
of Heimann Rose,
which is a hotshot Jewish law firm.
Mm. Nice of them
to give jobs to Jewish boys.
They're trying to dismiss
the case on procedural grounds,
which is just a fancy way of saying
we're trying to drag it out.
In the hopes that I'll die
before the case comes to court.
Precisely.
Well, I will do them
the favor of staying alive.
Oh, Randy, can't you
drive a little faster?
Look, the chocolate
on your donut is melting.
Right here.
Mr. Gould. Hi.
- Mr. Schoenberg.
- An absolute pleasure, sir.
Mrs. Altmann.
Dr. Dreimann, nice of you
to come from Austria.
That's very flattering.
I've always wanted to visit Disneyland.
Two birds with one stone, as they say.
I hope we make your visit worthwhile.
Mrs. Altmann, may I say you're looking
even younger than you did in Vienna.
You know, this morning,
I feel as if I have
another 50 years in front of me.
All rise.
- Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.
- You have chocolate...
Let us begin.
- Mr. Gould?
- Your Honor...
the Foreign Sovereign Immunities
Act was passed in 1976,
a good 38 years
after the events in question.
It seems to me obvious
that the FSIA rulings
cannot be retroactively applied,
and I'm bewildered
that Mrs. Altmann's counsel
has not advised her of this fact.
It would have saved her
a great deal of inconvenience
and an equal amount of false hope.
No, not really... it is not
an inconvenience for me.
Mondays is a quiet day in my shop...
- ...anyway, so...
- I'm glad to hear it...
Mrs. Altmann,
but from now on would you mind
only speaking when you're asked?
There are certain procedures which
must be adhered to in a courtroom.
Your Honor, Mr. Gould
is right, um, to point out
that the FSIA was enacted in 1976,
but he's mistaken in his theory
that it cannot be applied retroactively.
Um, i-if... if I may?
Despite the fact that actions
accruing before 1976 are rarer,
they very much exist.
These are just three examples of them.
Thank you very much,
Mr. Schoenberg... I'm sure this
will prove to be a riveting read.
Let's adjourn for ten minutes.
This is a domestic matter for Austria.
Anything else would be a violation
of its national sovereignty.
After all, there is a forum
for Mrs. Altmann
to pursue her case in Austria...
without resorting to American courts
and American taxpayers' money.
I applaud Mr. Gould's concern
for the American taxpayer,
but taking the defendant
to court in Austria
would require that Mrs. Altmann
be a multimillionairess.
It's not an option.
As a matter of fact,
we've exhausted all other options.
If we hadn't, we wouldn't be
standing before you today.
The plaintiff has adequately proven
that the FSIA can apply
to pre-1976 events.
Also, due to prohibitive costs,
this court has decided
that Austria provides
an inadequate forum
for resolution of plaintiffs claim.
- Your Honor...
- Defendant's motion to dismiss is denied.
All rise.
First hurdle down.
You know, I've always thought
there should be more women judges.
This is a setback, absolutely...
Dr. Dreimann.
Congratulations, Mr. Schoenberg.
An unexpected outcome,
which, no doubt...
- ...has delighted you.
- You're a very busy man.
I would urge you to consider mediation.
There will be no mediation,
Mr. Schoenberg.
You've been exceptionally lucky today,
but make no mistake, we'll take this
to the Supreme Court, if we have to.
Good day to you.
Enjoy Disneyland.
Mrs. Altmann, I'm Ronald Lauder.
The son of Este.
Her lipsticks are marvelous.
Stay Mocha... my favorite.
Please, sit.
I have so much respect
for your campaign.
The artworks stolen by the Nazis
are the last prisoners of World War ll,
and Adele is their queen.
My aunt would be very flattered.
I was a young man
when I first saw the portrait,
and I instantly fell in love.
- Oh...
- Which is why...
I want it for my gallery in New York.
We're jumping the gun
a little here, Mr. Lauder.
Well, one needs to do what one can
to make a favorable outcome
as likely as possible.
Which brings me to young Mr. Schoenberg.
Now, he's been a formidable ally...
And continues to be one.
Well, he's very smart, but I'm afraid
he's not cut out for
the Supreme Court, Mrs. Altmann.
Getting you through
the complex appeal process
is one thing, but Washington?
It'd be a little like sending
a schoolboy onto the front line.
You think so?
I'm willing to pay for you to have the
finest representation from this point on.
The man I have in mind
is to art restitution
what... Einstein is to relativity.
He's done his homework on your case.
Let's say he knows his stuff.
Can I ask him to call you?
You can ask him to take a hike.
I'm sticking with my schoolboy,
Mr. Lauder.
That's final.
The repeated attem-attempts
to have this case dismissed by the...
by the defense has been nothing...
Honey, we need to take Dora to
your mother's and then go to the hospital.
- Should I go deeper with the voice?
- Sweetie, my water broke.
- Deeper with the voice... What?
- My water just broke.
Okay, just stay calm, just stay calm.
- Are you okay?
- Honey, I'm fine.
- You're having a baby right now.
- I'm aware of that.
Okay, I think you should wear this tie
and this shirt to the Supreme Court.
This is the one your dad got you.
You need to take me to the hospital,
then you need to go
to Washington; you need to do this
- for all of us.
- Hold on, hold on.
- Are you sure about that?
- Listen...
whatever I said, I want you
to know I am with you now,
and even if it doesn't work out,
we will manage.
Either way, we're gonna be okay.
Yeah.
You're doing the right thing.
Have a cough drop.
They're cherry flavored.
I'll leave it here for later.
My dear...
even if we go no further,
we made it all the way
to the Supreme Court.
And that's quite a long way
for an Austrian girl like me.
Can you please show me
the way to the washroom, sir?
Good, now say it again,
but with an American accent.
If you say it like this,
then nobody will understand you.
You can talk.
You sound like a silly Frankfurter.
I am a man, not a sausage.
Maria Altmann!
Which one of you is Maria Altmann?
- I am.
- Ah.
Telegram for you.
It's from my sister.
She's waiting for us in California.
But she's had news from Vienna.
Your father?
We'll hear arguments next in 0313.
The Republic of Austria
versus Maria Altmann.
Mr. Gould.
Mr. Chief Justice,
and may it please the court,
I'll keep my arguments succinct, sir.
This is a domestic matter for Austria.
It has no place in the American courts.
Thank you, Mr. Gould.
Mr. Franks, representing
the United States government.
Your opening statement, please.
Mr. Chief Justice,
if this law were to be
applied retroactively,
it could open claims brought against
a number of foreign states,
which would further complicate
our international relations.
Give me an example.
Currently, there are cases pending against
countries such as Japan and France.
So what you're saying is Mrs. Altmann
shouldn't try to reclaim her paintings
because it would affect
our relations with Japan?
That could be
a possible outcome, Your Honor.
Mrs. Altmann,
it would seem that
if your case goes forward,
world diplomacy will collapse,
and you will be solely responsible.
Mr. Schoenberg.
Mr. Chief Justice,
and may it please the court...
we believe applying the FSIA
is not impermissibly retroactive.
Why isn't it just as easy to say
that it does act retroactively?
Hmm? Because the question is,
"When should it exercise jurisdiction
for a particular purpose?"
I'm sorry, uh, I'm not sure
I understand the question.
I'm not sure I did, either.
Does anyone?
We're very sensitive
to the government's concerns,
Mr. Chief Justice,
uh, in the can of worms argument.
But each country is different
and poses different conditions,
unlike, say, Cuba, in Austria's case,
there's a treaty, so there's
no dispute as to what type
of law could apply.
We recommend opening the can
and extracting just the one little worm
with a pair of tweezers,
and then quickly closing it shut again.
The defendants in this case
have continuously tried
to frustrate our attempts,
raising every possible objection,
threatening an Armageddon
in international relations,
but let's put things
into perspective here.
This is a case of one woman
wanting back what is rightfully hers.
Mrs. Altmann came to America
as a young woman in search of peace.
Let's give her justice, too.
Thank you, Mr. Schoenberg.
Mrs. Altmann, were you surprised
that the U.S. government
supported the Austrians
in trying to get the case dismissed?
Certain people would like me
to hurry up and die.
Why not the Americans, too?
David Pike, court reporter.
You were impressive in there, no doubt.
Oh, thank you. R-R-Randy Schoenberg.
Takes about three months
for the verdict to come through,
but there's no way you're gonna win.
- Okay.
- I've been doing this job for 34 years.
I'm always right;
it's in their body language.
Well, thank you... that's a
cheerful way to end the day.
- No problem.
- Okay.
- All right, take care.
- Good luck.
Okay.
Hi, Nathan.
He waved at you.
Oh.
Hi, buddy.
Honey, can you stop looking
at your watch every two minutes?
Hello?
Okay.
Yeah.
You can't give up just yet.
The fight goes on.
The Supreme Court ruled in our favor.
We can take the Austrians to court.
Thank you.
From the first moment I saw you,
I knew you were the right man for the job.
That's why I ignored
all the terrible bits.
I thought this was
the outcome you wanted.
Sure, we could take them to court.
They'll find other ways
to stretch it out, you know.
This could take a few more years.
She may not live long enough to see
the outcome, and we can't afford it.
Honey, we've come so far.
We can't stop now.
There is one more thing we could try.
As a gesture of reconciliation,
I am willing to allow the paintings
to remain in the Belvedere.
All you have to do is to admit
that you took them illegally.
Yes, and then, of course,
come to some agreement
on the question of compensation.
I'm afraid we are not budging,
and that is final.
Can you help me understand the inflexible
position that you're taking?
We will not be paying for
something we believe is ours,
and we will fight you till the end
before we concede on this.
Arbitration in Vienna.
- Randy?
- We choose...
one of the arbitrators, you choose
the other, the third is neutral.
Now you're talking sense.
This sounds like a reasonable idea.
Randy, may I speak with you
in private, please?
Excuse us.
First you make me agree
to a mediation, and now this.
Are you crazy enough to think
that some arbitration in Vienna
is going to vote in our favor?
I honestly don't think
that we have a choice.
That means we have to go back to Austria.
Maria...
listen to me.
I can't sit here
and argue with you, okay?
I'm doing what I think is best.
Now, you just need to be quiet
for once, and trust me.
No, Randy, I will not be quiet.
No.
Enough is enough.
Congratulations, Dr. Dreimann.
Your tactics have succeeded.
I'm not playing this game anymore.
Good-bye, gentlemen.
Good-bye, Mrs. Altmann.
Maria...
Nice one, Maria, real nice.
I don't want to talk to you.
Well, the feeling is mutual,
but we don't have a choice.
It's over. No.
We made a mistake.
What's over? What are you saying?
I'm saying we should accept defeat.
And go back to what's left of our lives.
Are you insane?
I'm saying I'm tired
and they can keep the paintings!
What I'm saying, Randy,
is that, as of this moment,
I no longer require your services.
Are you kidding me?
I've given everything that I have.
I am in so much debt.
My wife and I, my-my children,
everything I fucking care about
in this world,
and you have the nerve to...
Everything that I've done, I've done
to get those goddamn paintings
back for you.
I wish you'd never asked me.
And you-you have the nerve to come here
and say to me that it's over?
We're so close, you...
Just hang in there.
The Austrians will never let go.
Never.
But I won't let them humiliate me again.
Go back to Vienna if you have to,
but this time, I'm not coming with you.
You are on your own, Randy.
Arbitration may be affordable,
but it's also a risk.
The man we chose
for the arbitration panel
is a safe bet, but I'm a bit worried
about the other two; I can't lie.
The one chosen by the Austrian State
is a strict traditionalist.
I can't see her deciding in your favor.
And as for the third...
well, it's a gamble.
Here's hoping.
I never thought you would
come back, and personally,
I need to be honest,
I don't think it's the right decision.
You are betting on
Austria having changed.
- Hi.
- N'abend.
It starts in two minutes.
Yeah, two tickets, please.
You have the same name as the composer.
What a coincidence.
The Austrian government has provided
its case in writing for our perusal.
Mr. Schoenberg, you, too,
were offered the opportunity
to do so, but you have opted
to present the introductory points
of your argument orally, as well.
The floor is yours.
Thank you, sir.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I'm pleased to be standing
before you today for two reasons.
Firstly, like my opponents in this case,
I've always believed it was
a domestic issue for Austria,
which should be settled...
with-within her borders.
The first time, I came for myself.
This time, I came for him.
And the second reason that I'm happy,
happy to be in Vienna,
was because my client,
Mrs. Altmann, and I, are both Austrians.
But don't get me wrong,
we're very much Americans, too,
but... our families,
and the roots we share,
are situated in the culture
of this very city.
And somewhere in the heart of this world
stands a woman whose portrait
both sides are fighting for:
Adele Bloch-Bauer.
During my visits
to this country, I've discerned
that there are two Austrias,
one which opposes restitution
to the victims of Nazism,
but also another,
which recognizes the injustices
committed against
Austria's Jewish population
and, against all odds,
seeks to rectify it.
As I hope I've demonstrated
in my written arguments,
the law favors restitution.
A string of events and misdeeds
point to the incontestable fact
that the paintings in question
reached the Belvedere
and remained there
for over half a century,
in a manner that was both dishonest
and illegal,
and that Adele's will itself
was not legally binding.
So in its own way, ladies and gentlemen,
this is a moment in history,
a moment in which the past
is asking something of the present.
Many years ago, just outside these walls,
terrible things happened.
People dehumanized other people,
persecuted them,
sent many of them to their deaths,
decimating entire families.
And they stole from them.
Properties, livelihoods,
objects most precious to them.
And amongst those people
were the Bloch-Bauers,
the family of a very dear
friend of mine.
So now I'm asking you, as Austrians,
as human beings,
to recognize that wrong.
Not just for Maria Altmann,
but for Austria.
Would you look at that.
When I was a child,
my father used to bring me here
on Sundays.
Yes, me, too, for waffles
and ice cream, yes.
My father was an impressive man.
When I was a small boy,
I looked up to him.
Worshiped him.
And you wanted to grow up
to be like him.
When I was 15, I discovered
that he had been a Nazi, Maria.
A passionate follower
of the Third Reich.
All my life, I've been trying
to make up for the sins of the father.
Every day, asking myself
how he could become the person he was.
And every day, trying
to move away from him.
You are a fine man, Hubertus.
A good man.
Is that it?
Yeah.
Come on.
My heart is beating.
We the arbitrators have now studied
both sides of this complex case.
Trying to keep an open mind
as we examine the evidence,
we have reached our final verdict.
Our decision today is that the portrait
of Adele Bloch-Bauer
and the other Klimt paintings
in question...
should be returned to her niece...
Maria Altmann.
For the first time in a long while,
I'm proud to call myself an Austrian.
Oh, you should be.
It's almost press time. How do I look?
Sexy and victorious.
- Oh, yeah?
- How do I look?
You look sexy and victorious.
Mrs. Altmann, may I have a word?
Yes, of course.
I'm defeated...
but I will ask you, beg you,
entreat you...
not to let these paintings
leave their motherland.
Let us come to an arrangement.
I'm sure we can make a generous offer.
I, too, am sad that they will
not stay in Adele's country.
But all along,
I have tried to negotiate,
I have tried to keep the dialogue open,
and all along, you have thwarted me
and closed the doors in my face.
So, now...
I am tired...
and my aunt will cross the Atlantic
to make her home in America,
as I once had to.
Good-bye, Mrs. Altmann.
I think our friend might be
needing a little attention.
Yeah.
Have I mentioned we couldn't
have done it without you?
No.
Maria?
In a moment, Randy.
You all right?
Thank you, my darling.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart,
for all you have done.
But my mistake was in thinking that it,
that it would make everything all right,
make it better.
You know, it doesn't.
'Cause I left them here.
I left them here, my love.
Maria.
The time has come, hasn't it?
Come here, my darling.
I'm leaving now.
You are doing the right thing.
But I don't want to.
You must leave, Maria.
You must move forward.
There is no future for you here.
America will be your home.
Ja, Papa.
And so, from now on...
we speak in the language of your future.
When our family came to Vienna,
Maria...
they were not rich people.
We worked hard.
We did everything
we could to contribute,
and to belong.
We are proud of what we have done,
and we are proud of our children.
Nobody can take that away from us.
And now...
as you go...
I ask you only one thing, mein Liebling.
What is it, Papa?
Remember us.
Take us with you in your heart,
Maria, and learn to be happy again.
So...
now?
I have been thinking
about that smart Mr. Lauder.
I think I want Adele to go
and live in his gallery.
My only condition is that she must
always be on public display.
That way, everyone can marvel at her.
After all, she is a little too big
for my bungalow.
You could buy a new bungalow.
Buy anything you want.
I'd like a new dishwasher.
You know, your grandfather
would be proud of you.
You are keeping the memory alive.
Well, I didn't do it alone.
Would you excuse me just for one moment?
Sure.
Can I help you?
I know this house. Can I look around?
Of course. Please.
Maria, Maria Komm' her,
bring die Schleifen.