Sorry, it took a bit longer at the printer's, color trouble, they've printed "No Limits" yellow on yellow!
Please God, send them a brain from above!
Sebastian, call me back when you get this, I need an update on dad and Hagen!
Thanks.
Sorry. . .
- Let's walk a bit and talk. - What for? Do you think it'll bring dad and Hagen back?
No, but I think you shouldn't deal alone with your feelings and the pictures you might have in mind.
This is not about me! Someone has to do something!
Rebecca, they are doing everything they can! They've mobilized every coast guard they have, Sebastian and Elisabeth are there. . .
-. . .we just have to wait. - But I can't wait! Why can't you understand that?
It's not YOUR dad.
- Rebecca! - I have to go to work!
- Hey! Are you lost? - No, I wanted to see you.
But not to talk again about what happened with Ansgar, right?
- No, about Rebecca. - Aha. . .
- Ludwig and Hagen have been missing for days. . . - By all means, have a seat.
Thanks. I'm lost. At first she just cried, I could barely talk to her and now she just burries herself in her work,
she's totally instable, her hands are shaking!
Marlene, what am I supposed to do?
I was kind of hoping you could give her the day off. . .
I would like to help her think about something else.
OK. Even if we're a bit behind schedule, a chief designer who can't concentrate is of no use to me.
- Thanks. - But you know how one hand washes the other. . .
- Meaning? - Our little secret. . .
Ah you mean your surveillance installation in Ansgars's suite!
Don't worry, I won't say a word.
I know. Still, I'm very happy that I could help you too.
Thank you. Rebecca needs a break. I hope that I can get her out of this state of mind.
- Who if not you! - Thanks!
- The chair! - Sorry!
- Bye! - Bye!
- Door? - Closed!
- Shit! - I'll help!
Thanks.
How about getting some crabs at Satori's near the harbour? We could go on foot, get some fresh air, clear our heads out . . .
- When would we do that? I have to work! - Well maybe someone got you a day off from Tanja!
And this someone would be you.
For a starter, we'll order this cold basil soup that you like so much!
I don't want cold soup! And why are you getting into my business with Tanja?
- I thought you'd want it. - So now you know what I want?!
I just wanted to. . .
. . .I don't know what I wanted to.
You're right. I should have asked you first.
No, it was a nice idea from you. I'm sorry.
But it's really not what I need.
What DO you need?
This. To work. To feel like I'm doing something.
The last thing I need is free time to think about whether my father and brother are dead or not.
I'm sorry Marlene, I have to continue.
- Can you get me another coffee? - Another one? It's your forth one!
- Are you doing some kind of freaky caffeine experience? - No!
- You know what? I'll have a tea! - Good! It's called mixed consumption. Coming right up!
What are you still doing here? I thought Rebecca and you were already out feeding ducks or something.
Well, she had other plans.
She felt completely attacked. She's convinced that work is the only thing that can help her right now.
She doesn't really look creative though.
- Nope. - What is she doing? That's bad!
- What am I supposed to do? - Tell her she shouldn't let out her feelings on the new collection!
That's it! Let them out!
- Thank you! - What for?
- Marlenchen? - I'll take it!
That's enough!
I have to...damn!
Here's what you have to do: come with me!
- I've told you. . . - And I've told you to come with me!
- I. . . - . . .Just trust me, OK?
So, let's go!
- This is ridiculous! - Maybe. . . but maybe it helps!
- Marlene, listen to me, . . . - . . .no, Rebecca, you listen to me.
Before you destroy all those wonderful clothes you've made months to create, you at least have to try this.
- And you think that this will make everything better? - No. I just think you should let out the pressure you have inside.
- And what if I hit you by mistake? - Then we're gonna have a big fight!
- Hit it! - I feel totally ridiculous!
It happens to all of us every now and then. And if you think about it, this here is a pretty ridiculous planet!
But you love it when it's out of ordinary, so, hit it!
It's ridiculous!
You know what? It can't be ridiculous enough! So I say, you should not just hit as hard as you can, you should even shout!
- You're out of your mind. - Hit it!!!
Now what?
This was nothing! And I didn't hear you shout!
Better! Come on!
Come on Rebecca!
And shout!
Yes! Good!
Louder!
Hit it hard!
Come on, hit it! Good!
Harder! Let everything out!
- This felt really good! - Yes, that was the plan!
- Thank you! - It's nothing.
- No, you insisted even though I was so cold to you. - It could have gone very wrong.
This uncertainty is unbearable.
I keep seeing these weird images in my head:
I see my father drowning, then I see him getting cast ashore alive, only to be smashed by a mast afterwards.
And it goes on, like a slide show!
The most important right now is not to lose yourself. You have to keep your head clear.
Marlene, it's absurd! Dad has just survived brain cancer, and Hagen has just become a father!
We don't even know what happened!
So why do I feel like mourning is the only right thing to do?
But then I feel ashamed, I say to myself, "Rebecca, why have you already given up all hope?"
Listen, I don't know if Hagen and Ludwig are still alive.
And I don't know what happened.
So I cannot tell you that everything is going to be OK.
But no matter what you feel, it's OK!
There is no rule as to how someone is supposed to feel in a situation like this.
So you cannot break any rule.
How do you know this ritual?
- From my dad. - Aha. . .
He told me it's an old germanic tradition.
Like drinking beer and watching sports?
No, even older.
You put a light by the window, so that your loved ones can find their way home even in the dark.
That's a wonderful tradition.
Yes.
- Maybe it's absurd. - Hey! Maybe not!
But here's what's not not absurd:
that you and I are together.
I'm so happy you're here.
No matter where you are, Dad, Hagen, . . .
. . . I hope you'll find your way home.