:04:05
I thought my future was building houses,
creating space to live and make love...
:04:10
...but instead I've become
the architect of a graveyard.
:04:18
No, Hans. No!
:04:21
Margherita! Margherita!
:04:56
My God, Hans.
Now here, love me.
:05:50
Now you're starting to understand
what your despair is about, right?
:05:56
It's our last day. Stop talking.