Egon Schiele - Exzesse [1981] Herbert Vesely

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On April 13, 1912,
the painter Egon Schiele was arrested...

... on suspicion of seducing
13 year old Tatjana von Mossig.

While the verdict was rendered, one
of his most beautiful paintings was burned.

EXCESS AND PUNISHMENT

I had to sit down.
He asked me to take off my dress.

Sit still... spread my legs.
But keep my stockings on.

He looked in the
mirror and began to draw.

I was asked to bend down...

... but keep my stockings on.
Then he took my arms ...

... and raised them over my head.
He always stared at me but said nothing.

In the mirror. He drew me ...

... looking in the mirror, and then
he said "pull down your stockings. "

Down my thighs to the knee.

Then he started to draw,
looking in the mirror.

He drew me looking in the mirror.

Then he drew us together.
He asked me to embrace him.

And he told me to bend down.

Once he had taken me in
his arms, he drew himself.

You know, I love to drink
when it's raining outside, Egon.

It's a good excuse to
get wet on the inside as well.

And what's up with you?

Please... may I come in?
I'm very cold.

I couldn't stand it anymore.
I ran away.

I don't understand.
Who is she? Do you know her?

- I don't know her.
- What do you mean "ran away"? From where?

From home.
It got worse and worse.

- I just couldn't stand it anymore.
- You couldn't stand what?

Why don't you sit down.

They're so strict.
They won't let me go anywhere...

... except to school.
And they pick me up from there as well.

It's like being a prisoner.
I can't stand it anymore.

- You need some dry clothes.
- I don't want to go back!

- Give her some of your clothes.
- What's your name?

Tatjana.

Do they know you're gone?

I ran away in the middle of the night.

She can't stay here. It's impossible.

- What can we do?
- I'll never go back.

- I want to go to my grandmother.
- We can't make her leave in this weather.

Where is your grandmother?

In Vienna.
I want to go there tomorrow.

Don't you think that her
parents are looking for her?

- Maybe they've called the police?
- We should at least let her warm up.

I wasn't at home at all today.
I run away right after school.

I don't want to get in any trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Please... help me.

- Let her sleep on the sofa.
- No.

- Please.
- It's too cold.

But we can't throw her out.

- She can sleep in my room.
- That means I'll sleep on the sofa.

Please, it's only for tonight.
I'll go to Vienna tomorrow.

- First thing in the morning.
- Then I'll sleep on the sofa.

- Do you know any of these people?
- No, I don't think so.

Does your grandmother know you're coming?

No. I don't think so, no.

Can you stay with her?

Yes... I think so.

- Where in Vienna does she live?
- In Mauer, at the Rosenhügel.

- Will it take very long with Reininghaus?
- Yes, I believe it may.

- We should plan on staying for the night.
- We won't return today?

- No. It will take longer than expected.
- I'll wait for you at the hotel.

- Pardon?
- I'll wait at the hotel!

- Which hotel?
- At the Park Hotel, as usual.

Alright, I'll be there later.

- When will we return?
- Tomorrow morning at 7:30, platform 6.

Will you go directly to Reininghaus?

Do you know when you'll get there?
Can you let me know when you'll be back?

I can't say. It depends on
how long things take at Reininghaus.

Can you give me some money?
I need some for the hotel ...

... and for the paint and paper you wanted.

He asked for 120! It's an outrage.

- Do you like it?
- Yes, it's very good. Try it.

- But I warn you...
- It's delicious.

Dinner went on and on.

We'd just had dessert, ...

... when I saw a movement ...

... in the back of the room.
She was obscured in the dim light.

"I can't remember if I
moved or made a sound ...

... while she slowly and dreamily ...

... moved through the empty room. "

- What are you daydreaming about?
- Rilke.

A quote from "Malte Laurids Brigge."

This...

All of this...

The salon, the silver, ...

- ... the girl.
- What girl?

- "The daughter of chancellor Reventlow."
- What do you mean?

"Who slept for 150 years at Roskilde."

I don't understand.

It doesn't matter.

"Again a strange silence evolved, ...

... and the glass began to shiver.

I started to cry out...
of fear and helplessness.

Suddenly it went cool
and bright above my crying eyes.

I covered them,
so no one would see, ...

... the tears in my eyes. "

As I was saying, you should come
see my house on the Ringstrasse.

I can imagine three or four
monumental murals in the grand salon.

I envision compositions with
enormous figures set to an erotic theme.

Egon... here!

She didn't want to
stay with her grandmother.

She thought about it,
and now she wants to go back.

- We waited for you at the hotel.
- Did you get the paper and paint?

Oh, I forgot about that.
Can't we buy them in Neulengbach?

The paint but not the paper.

Good day, my name
is Egon Schiele. I live here.

Captain von Mossig.
Excuse me... for my intrusion.

I was told to expect you.

Someone told me... I heard...
That is, your neighbors told me...

- About your daughter Tatjana?
- That's right. I've heard ...

... that I can find her here.
Is that right?

Yes, that's right.
It's a bit awkward, but ...

- ... nothing has happened to her.
- I very much hope so!

Can she come with me now?

I mean, you'll get
into trouble otherwise.

I've already filed a complaint.

A complaint?

But nothing has happened to her.

Except... the seduction of a minor.
That's what I've been told.

That's absurd!
Please, come see for yourself.

I'll explain everything.

I live here with my friend, a model.
She's my girlfriend.

Vally. She was always with me.
She can attest to that.

Tatjana slept with her in her bedroom.

There has been no seduction of a minor.

We took her with us to Vienna.
She wanted to visit her grandmother.

Ah... to her grandmother's.
We didn't know that.

So... that's why she was away for so long.

Well, this is settled then.

Tatjana is... very impulsive.

Call a doctor!
Can't you see? Call the doctor!

And a midwife.

Someone has to check her virginity.

Immediately!
But first call a doctor!

I went to all shops.

I got the paper.
But I didn't get the paint.

My name is
Tatjana Georgette Anna von Mossig.

I am 15 years old.

Is it correct that you spent
the nights of the 12th and 13th ...

... in the house of Egon Schiele?

- Yes, but you already know that.
- Have you been alone with Mr. Schiele?

No... there was this woman.

Please describe what happened that night.

I was soaked and very cold.

This woman brought me to her room
and I was allowed to lie down in her bed.

Mr. Schiele came into the room as well.

Did Mr. Schiele touch you?

- Are you asking if he kissed me?
- Did he kiss you?

Yes.

We only want to check
what you are really doing here.

- Is that alright, or do we need an order?
- No. Please come in.

We've had some complaints.

- Parents of minors, you understand?
- Little girls, you know...

- You understand?
- What complaints?

You made drawings.
Nasty drawings.

Well, did you leave
these drawings lying around?

- Did you show them to her?
- Here they are...

- I think you'd better show us everything.
- I don't understand this.

- There's even more...
- More?

- I think we'd better take all of these with us.
- I think you're right.

- If I had a daughter and she...
- If you like you can...

You'd better come with us now!

- Then you can explain all this to the advocate.
- He told us he wants to talk to you anyway.

District court advocate, Dr. Stovel.

Do you know him?

- Please don't disturb me.
- Mr. district court advocate!

- Where should I say you've gone?
- Home, if you like. Tell them I went home.

Arrested? Why?

- Where did he go?
- Well, he left with with two policemen.

They took him with them.
And many drawings as well.

Why? What has he done?

Perhaps madam, he wants to sell ...

... a few drawings to the district advocate.
- What am I doing standing here?

Something must be done!

There's no one here!
Why is no one here?

It's closed, so no one's here.
Mr. district advocate...

- ... will be back tomorrow morning.
- I ...

- I want to withdraw a charge.
- A charge?

Everything has to be in order here.
Withdraw a charge?

0nly the district advocate can decide that.

Are you sure he'll
be back tomorrow morning?

Yes, tomorrow morning.
Excuse me. Good day.

- You can't call this soup.
- Knock when you're finished.

Pornography.
Just plain awful.

Pure pornography.

Awful fantastic caricatures.

Ghostly shapes with spider-like fingers.

Mutilated, half rotten corpses.

A danger to our children.

Perverted... immoral.

These are all children.

What were they thinking?

You call this clean?
It's a pigsty!

Wipe it up, now!
Clean it, I tell you!

I'm very sorry, Captain, but it's too late.

I have to pursue your
charge because of the evidence ...

... and other material that we found.
It is shocking!

The public prosecutor must be informed.

It's our duty as
representatives of society.

I thought if I withdrew the charge...

- I want to help this man.
- It's too late, Captain.

But I admire your courage.

Not all parents are as forgiving as you.

I tried everything.
I cannot help you, miss.

They arrested Egon.
They put him in prison yesterday.

We have to do something.

I can't help him.
They won't even let me see him.

You have to help me, you simply have to!

He should be ashamed.
Causing such trouble for us.

- What a mess he's made!
- Stop it, that won't help.

You always wanted him to be an artist.

Nothing happened with that girl.
People are lying.

She just run away
from home and asked us ...

- ... to stay for the night.
- We need a lawyer.

He's in prison.
Someone should call a lawyer.

- Involved with a minor child, of course!
- No, nothing happened with the girl!

They're all lying. No one can by trusted.

If Roessler isn't there,
we'll go to Benesch.

- He'll know someone.
- What if he isn't home?

Someone will be there.
This can't go on.

Three women wandering through
Vienna in search of someone ...

... who can help Egon Schiele.

Arrested on April 13th, 1912,
and thrown behind the iron bars ...

... of the district prison at Neulengbach.
Why?

Why? I don't know.

I don't get any
answers to my questions.

No one protests my arrest.

Nobody knows that I've been arrested.

I've simply disappeared into prison.

What if they did know about it?
Would one person, ...

... a single person take notice?

- Nothing!
- Knock again!

They're all gone.

Would anyone offer to help?

Gustav Klimt, Arthur Roessler maybe.
Benesch of course.

What about the others?
My God, they would look away ...

... and move on.

It's a mean, dirty, vulgar, ...

... horrible, disgusting hell,
I've been thrown into.

Well, what's up?
What did Benesch say?

He talked with Reininghaus.
Reininghaus will handle it.

Meaning what?

Reininghaus will engage
a certain Dr. Weiser, ...

... as his lawyer. He'll take
care of it within the next few days.

Not before?

Egon!

Egon!

Egon!

Vally!

Vally! I'm here!

Egon, I have oranges for you!

I'll throw them, Egon.

An orange.

This orange...

This orange was the only light.

The case must be
airtight on every point.

We cannot make any mistakes.

Did the prisoner resist
during the search of his premises?

No, to the contrary.
He offered no resistance.

That's strange.
Maybe he doesn't really understand ...

... the seriousness of the charge.

Who is this person who visited him?

A former model of Klimt's.

She's exquisite, but perverse.

She's a good model, but she'll eat
you alive if you don't stand up to her.

She can make you feel good,
but she can also destroy you.

Do you want her? You can have her.

Her name... is Vally.

She's been with me for two years.
Do you like her?

You need someone
who'll take care of you.

Maybe he's asleep.

Let's check... I have the key.

Didn't I tell you?
He's not at home.

Someone must be here.
It can't be empty.

I've run out of money.
Do you still have some?

No.

I'm finished.

I have no more ideas.

Maybe he went to the Heurigen
in Mödling. He often goes there.

It's lovely here, Egon.

The sky, the nature, the light.

I wish it could be always be like this.

What's the matter?

What makes you
think something is wrong?

Egon...

We'll stay and wait
until something happens.

Yes. Something will happen.
You'll see.

Nothing will happen.

Get up, do you hear?
You have a visitor!

I missed you so much.

I managed it.
I rented the house in Neulengbach.

A little house on the southside.

A nice little garden,
three bright rooms...

... kitchen and foyer.

On the left, the edge of the Vienna forest.

Ahead on the hill,
the castle Neulengbach.

On the right, Haspel forest, and
the beginning of the Tullner fields.

This place is too small for what it cost.

How about that!
Mr. Reininghaus payed for everything.

Don't worry.
By the time we leave, it'll fit you well.

Finally, we have a home.

If you want some wine,
I have some outside.

- Do you want some wine?
- Yes, please.

My father would kill himself,
if he knew about all of this.

- Why's that?
- My mother wouldn't.

Why not?
If he knew about what?

Everything. All of this.

My name is Tatjana.
I know who you are.

Have you seen the catalogue?

I was at the Artists' House recently.
Do you also exhibit there?

Not yet.

I'm not famous enough
to have an exhibition there.

Look here.
I bought the catalogue.

Want to have a look at it?

I've missed you so much.

Promise me you'll eat well, Egon.

I'll bring you fresh
vegetables and fruit.

I bought your painting materials.

God, how I've been waiting for you, Vally.

What's going on?

Why is nobody here?

They wouldn't let me go.
The judge wasn't there.

- They wouldn't let me go.
- I wasn't allowed to see you.

I wasn't allowed. One needs
permission for that. Do you understand?

The judge was busy the whole time.

I spent the whole
day waiting in the foyer.

Then I went to your mother in Vienna.

Gerti was there too.
We wanted to talk to Roessler.

He had gone out.
He wasn't home.

At least Benesch was there.
He telephoned Reininghaus.

He wants to call a lawyer.
Dr. Weiser is his name.

- He'll visit you in a few days.
- In a few days?

Yes. You have to be patient.

Be patient. I'm with you.

We're all thinking of you.

Tell me again.
Say what you just told me again.

I want to understand it.
Write it down.

I said today, on April 8th, 1912, ...

... that I don't love anyone.

Vally.

Certainly. I made terrible paintings.

Do they think I did it for my own
pleasure? Or just to shock them? No.

But desire has it's ghosts.

I didn't paint these
ghosts for my own pleasure.

It had to be done.
Have adults forgotten ...

... how perverse and sexually excited ...

... they were as children
themselves? Did they forget ...

... how the desire
burned, and how painful it was...

... when they were children.

I didn't forget...
because I suffered terribly.

Tell me.
Say what you just told me again.

I want to understand it!
Write it down.

Vally, what's going on?

I study the physical
properties of mountains and water...

... of trees and flowers.

One is reminded of similar
properties in the human body; ...

... similar to impulses
and afllictions in the plants.

And with heart and soul you can
feel an autumn-like tree in the summer.

I want to paint this sadness.

No matter where I look,
I see the past as well.

I can imagine how
it will look in autumn.

The landscape will perish
in yellow and orange ...

... and in a bright brown,
which you can smell everywhere.

Go! Go away!

My God... say something Egon.

Injustice, violence, ...

... tieing knots in my soul...

... blazing, burning and moaning.

Break the violence, the language...

... your signs, ...

... your power.

My God! He's crazy!

Egon, it's me. Look at me.
Dr. Benesch is here.

I spoke with Dr. Stovel.
He's the examining magistrate.

Say something ...

Dr. Stovel.

A doctor.

What kind of person is this?

Someone who sees this as an opportunity?

To humiliate me.

Someone who enjoys this.

Please calm down, Egon.

A doctor.

An educated person.

A refined person,
who visits exhibitions and museums.

In churches! In theaters!

He can tolerate...

... that I am locked away!

Erwin, please.

There he is, my children.
You'll soon be in the presence of The Great One.

There's my Beethoven. The Giant Typheus.

The frescos were painted by Klimt, in honor
of Max Klinger's monumental Beethoven.

"The Beethoven Frieze".
"The Desire for Happiness".

"The Suffering of Weak Humanity"...

... which appeals to those
who are blessed with strength.

"The Giant Typheus".

"Unchastity, Lust, Excess".

The desire for happiness
finds it's expression in his art.

These desires and wishes
soar above our heads.

No other exhibition in
Vienna has shown such orgies.

The most shameless
paintings I've ever seen.

- What is this?
- What's what?

- Give them to me!
- Lying with her legs spread.

- Give them to me!
- It's disgusting!

- That's... we need these for the trial!
- It's pure pornopraphy!

Totally disgusting.
They're perverse.

And you brought that into our home.
Why, Erwin?

- For your private pleasure?
- It's evidence.

For the Schiele case.
We... we'll need these in court.

Do these paintings excite you, Erwin?
Do you peek at them in private?

It's art. You don't understand that.

Such an artist
is a tortured soul.

Still the question remains
about the morality of these paintings.

Without doubt they tend to be pornographic.

Accused,
if you insist on your innocence, ...

... how do you yourself judge your work?

It is scandalous, unacceptable, ...

... disreputable, and very stupid.

It's a cultural disgrace.
A disgrace to my homeland ...

... that such a thing
can happen to an artist.

I don't deny anything.

I created erotic
drawings and water colors.

But they were always works of art.

Experts will tell you this as well.

I'm not the only painter
who has created erotic art.

But no other artist was imprisoned for that.

I can name many
famous artists... even Klimt.

I'm not trying to make excuses.

I don't deny I did these.

But it's not true
that I deliberately showed ...

... such paintings to children.

I did not corrupt any children!

How long will this go on?
I haven't worked in days.

I don't even have backing paper.
I've got headaches. I'm handcuffed.

Can't anyone help me?

If I could organize an exhibition!
I'd be free!

But no, I can't even draw.
Therefore I have to write.

I have to borrow money now,
even though I'm in my best years.

What a mess!

Should I become a merchant or tradesman?
Who will help me?

I can't buy canvas.
I want to paint, but have no paint!

Why should I keep quiet about all this?

All these people
don't know how to behave ...

... in the presence of an artist.

- Didn't you model for Klimt?
- Yes, he painted me often.

Yes, I recognized you.

You know, your image is
on the wall in the room next door.

A real masterpiece by Klimt.

I'm very sorry, miss.

Good bye.

Do you really enjoy this work?

I mean posing as a model.

Is is exciting work?

I think you understand me.
Does it excite you?

You know,
I'd like to buy a piece.

Or possibly two, miss.

I'm a passionate
collector of erotic art.

Try calling on Dr. Kosinski.

He lives upstairs.

Just follow the piano playing.

That's his wife.

Someone has come to see us, my dear.

What a nice surprise.

Don't worry my child.
My wife won't disturb us.

She's paralyzed.
She sits at the piano all day...

... in a wheel chair.

So, how about it?

I have to say,
the original overshadows the copy.

I'll take three.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing.

- Why are you crying?
- I don't know.

Tatjana Georgette Anna von Mossig.

Do you stand by your
statement of April 13th, 1912?

No. It was all completely different.

I've changed my mind.

Do you mean you
contradict your statement?

Yes, I contradict my statement.

You are sentenced to 3 days in prison.

Your pre-trial confinement
of 24 days will cover that.

This is the picture
which caused you all the trouble.

This should hurt you.
This will set you free.

Congratulations. Finally, you
are free again. How does it feel?

I'm glad that you've come.
Where is Vally?

She's waiting for you at
the station with your mother.

You mother didn't want
to be seen here at the prison.

- You understand?
- Yes sir.

My son in prison!
It was so shameful.

- Scandalous!
- It'll be alright.

- It'll be alright.
- In prison like a criminal!

Does it have to be this way?
You should support me instead...

... like Melanie or Gertie.

Say something, Egon.
Say something.

Do you think it was
easy for me, your mother?

- For you?
- That's just how you are.

He'll travel for a while and
forget about the whole thing.

What will he forget?
He should speak for himself.

He can speak for himself.

If he would only make some money.
Like Klimt!

Or other painters.

It'll be alright.

If nothing else, he'll be back in
Vienna in his new studio at Hietzing.

Looking back in the diaries...

... wasn't it always in spring...

... that the new year
seemed to revive itself?

You felt happiness within you, but still, ...

... when you went out into the open ...

... you felt insecure,
like being on a sailboat ...

... and you waited for your
soul to participate.

Suddenly you could feel the
weight of your bones again ...

... and you developed a taste for
what it felt like, getting ill as ...

... the taste became stronger.

Then a bird sang, and lonely
as you were, he abandoned you.

You might feel like dying.
Maybe...

Maybe the new thing is to survive ...

... the new year and our love.

The flowers and fruits
fall when it is their time.

What's the matter?

This picture.

What about it?

It frightens me.

What do you call it?

"Death and the Girl".

I love you.
I have no other words for it.

I love you too.
I don't have other words for it either.

You don't listen to me.
We have to pay the bills.

Here's a bill for art supplies.

What do you have in mind?
They all want to get paid.

- I want to go see a movie, Vally.
- Can I come with you?

No, it's impossible.
I was only able to get one ticket.

It was sold out.

What a pity.
I'd love to have gone with you.

I tell you what.
We'll watch it together tomorrow.

I'll watch the movie twice, okay?
Bye.

Special edition!

Special edition!

Austria-Hungary has
declared war on Serbia!

Special edition!

- Can I still buy a ticket?
- Sure, as many as you like madam.

But... someone
told me it's all sold out.

- No, no.
- Yes. Please give me one.

- Here you are, thanks.
- Thank you.

Which one is it?

Do we have to talk about it now?
It's getting late.

I want to know.

Vally, I don't know myself.
It's not like you think.

Edith, maybe.

I don't know how
to explain it to you.

I want us to stay together.

I want...

It's over.

Vally, Vally, you...

Let's go on a long voyage.
Just the two of us.

Anywhere. Okay?
Just the two of us.

I don't want to lose you.

Stay with me.

I knew the moment you saw her.
And also that painting...

What about the painting?

It frightens me.

I am not in love ...

... with anyone.

I am only a model.

It's my wish to stay
with you, whatever will be.

I want to be true
from the beginning.

I don't want to tell you what to do.
I love you.

I believe in you. You mean
more to me than my whole family.

Don't underestimate that.
They are very dear to me.

I will do what you want
me to do, until I'm certain, ...

... that you won't humiliate me.

One might think you were trying
to say something with these hands.

- Really? What do you mean?
- This hand could be an "E".

- For Edith.
- And the other?

I see an 'A' for my sister, do I not?

I'm completely naked.

Why did you take
off the white dress?

Why not?

Because I can't see you anymore.

May I present my best wishes, cheri.
I'm very happy for you, Egon.

And this is the lovely Adele.

Don't give me that shit.

Age 19. Named Vally.
Syphilis. Advanced state.

It was diagnosed too late.
And treated too late.

Do you believe the nurse's diagnosis?

I could be wrong,
but I think it was scarlet fever.

How tall are you? 1, 78.

Weight: 72 Kilo.

Healthy feet: Infantry.
And this one at a desk.

Schiele, Egon, Leo, Adolf.

- Here.
- Is he here or not?

- I can't hear you! Speak up!
- Step forward.

- Yes, I'm here.
- Why didn't you say so?

- Height: 1, 82.
- 1, 82.

Good lungs, bad tonsils.

No hemorrhoids.

- Slightly damaged liver
- Damaged liver.

- Weight: 71 Kilo.
- 71.

Lymph nodes are alright. Dismissed.

- Alright.
- What do we have here?

A bit pale. Good physique.

- Good morning. - Good morning.
- Flat feet.

- That's really good.
- Unbelievable.

Service behind the lines.
Guard or office service.

Those were hard days.

Now, instead of thinking about
where my paintings would be released, ...

... I have to crawl on
the floor and exercise.

I'm in a poorly
equipped one-year company.

Company, march!

- Do you like the hotel?
- Yes, it's a hotel.

Do you go out very often?
Do you get to see a lot?

Yes.

- The Hradschin and the Moldau.
- Yes, I've been there with the lieutenant.

- A lieutenant, what lieutenant?
- Lieutenant Wakasch.

- He stays at the hotel as well.
- What's your relationship with him?

He introduced himself and offered
to accompany me when I'm alone.

Did you tell him that you're married?
That you're married to me?

Of course, Egon. He asked
very politely and respectfully, ...

... if he could accompany me,
if you wouldn't object.

Yes, and he also asked me about you.

Did you tell him that I'm a
lowly soldier, crawling in the dirt?

- Oh, Egon...
- A lieutenant.

The Hradschin is beautiful.

- What does he look like?
- Which do you mean, ...

... the Hradschin or the lieutenant?

Edith, you are like
a stranger to me.

You must always tell me everything.

You are the only person
in the world whom I really trust.

Egon... about the lieutenant.
There's really nothing to say about him.

He's a little in love, that's all.

A little in love.
And there's nothing to say about it?

Maybe you're a
little in love with him too.

You see, that's how I
felt the whole time with Vally, ...

... and you didn't say a thing.
About the paintings or the models.

You never said a thing.
But now...

No... I couldn't do
anything with the lieutenant.

Even if I wanted to.
I'm married to you, Egon.

- It's just an infatuation.
- "Even if you wanted to. "

Maybe you want to when I'm away.

Do you mean you
could with the lieutenant?

I don't know. I don't want
to think about it. Perhaps I could.

And yet it couldn't be.

I don't know.

Relocated to Neuhaus.
Sudden departure to Neuhaus. Stop.

I'll take a hotel there.

I couldn't reach you. Stop.
With love.

Expect you urgently in Neuhaus. Stop.

Remember our conversation.

Please come to Neuhaus immediately.
You are the best, darling.

I think of you. Stop.
Expect you urgently.

Take the next train, today.

Expecting you at the Bahnhof Hotel.

Art critic Seligmann writes:

"The horrible fantastic
caricatures of Egon Schiele ...

"... appear to be ghostly
figures with spider-like fingers.

"Mutilated, half-rotten corpses. "
The New Free Press:

"Unfortunately he uses his talents ...

"... to create horribly mutilated ...

"... erotic caricatures. "

I can't believe it.
All these people.

- I can't believe it.
- They are like madmen, ...

... escaped from an asylum.
As if they had suddenly materialized.

You could have all
this quicker and cheaper...

... if you would have
started with your family.

Well, they are all bourgeois.

This painting has been sold.
The woman with the grey skirt...

... from the Austrian National Gallery.
Someone should put a note on it right away!

Altogether 15.000 Kronen so far.
It could be easily 20.

You might want to invest all that money.

What can you buy
now that we're at war?

I brought some wine.

When you were away
all these people...

I hope someone brings some butter.

A serious virus is
going around in Vienna.

They call it "Spanish Influenza".
One has to be careful.

And how about you?

I have big plans.
I already have an idea.

What do you have here on the easel?

It's secret.

You know, I like floating.
If you float you are drawn upwards.

I want to let my family float... horizontally.

What do you mean?

Unlike Kokoschka's "Windsbraut, " ...

... my couple floats
away from the real misery.

- Toward happiness, if you like.
- A nice thought.

I know what you're thinking.
Only three months left.

You can see the child as it will be.

The Dead City, or... ?
It was exhibited.

Yes, but I'm still working on it.
Grünwald bought it.

The edge of the city
should reach into the dark, ...

... like the bow of a ship.

Under the clear sky,
I see the dark city.

Never changing.
The lazy masses are like always.

The poor are poor... always poor.

The red autumn leaves smell the same.

How nice the autumn seems
in this windy winter landscape.

Can you feel it?

It kicked my head.

Edith...

I'll make some hot tea... with rum.

And lemon.

That will make you feel better.

You need to see a doctor.

It's the fever.
Every morning there are more corpses.

Total bed rest.

- Is anyone else sick here?
- No.

You have to renew the cold
compress every few hours. Can you do that?

Yes.

We have to be careful that this doesn't
become pneumonia. She must be kept warm.

I'll get some wood for the fire. Okay?

You'll be quite warm.

Move ahead!
Keep moving!

- My God! We had no idea.
- We're just here for a visit.

- When did she come down with it?
- Why didn't you call us?

- Has she seen a doctor?
- How did she pass the night?

- What did he say?
- Does she have the fever? Say something.

If I only knew where
I could get some coal.

Don't let her die.

My God. I live because of her.

You have to sleep.
You can't sit here day and night.

It's not good for you. Go to bed.

October, 27th...

1918.

I ...

I love you.

I love you.

I love you more and more ...

... for eternity.

Always,

Your Edith.

He must be infected as well.

Maybe he kissed her.
He's not very careful.

It's too late anyway.

They're dropping like flies in Vienna.
Everything is dangerous.

We shouldn't have come here.

Egon, speak to me, please.
Can't you try?

Say something, Egon.

You have to eat.
You need your strength.

You can't change what happened.

You need to live, Egon!

A first class funeral.

You can clothe the body
in her own dress, of course.

Here... no wait, here it is.

This is the text for her obituary.

It is very good.

We'll put her in her lace dress.

Everyone's gone to the funeral.
They'll return soon.

Here they are now.
They're coming straight by the house.

Now they're passing just below us.

They've gone.

The war is over, I have to leave.

What was that?

I didn't understand.

Egon?

Egon.

Speak to me, Egon.

Egon!

Stop! Stop!

Egon... Egon is dead!