Pfister.
– Mrs Schlatter,
I hope we’re not intruding.
Mrs Schlatter,
as long as you keep the information to yourself,
we can guarantee our generous offer.
You have to understand that your property would be valued lower in an official evaluation.
Trust us, Mrs Schlatter,
you will live more comfortably in your new home.
– Prosperity?
So it is for prosperity’s sake that the state is raping its farmers?
This has nothing to do with prosperity.
Mrs Schlatter,
– You plan on drowning our home,
but you townies cannot see that our souls and bodies are rooted in this ground.
– I know old trees shouldn’t be uprooted
but I’m confident you will grow new roots.
Mrs Schlatter, why don’t you take this chance at a new beginning?
Especially as a woman, living here all by herself… – Meier! – What’s this, boy?
Do you really think I cannot look after myself?
«And that is why
I would never exchange my dear little hut,
even for the grandest and safest castle.
Because this is the place my ancestors dwelled before me.»
Please be reasonable, Mrs Schlatter.
Flooding the valley and the construction of the dam are no longer a matter for discussion…
– …and as a woman, there is nothing I can do about it.
We’ll be staying on for another two nights until our collegues arrive.
You see now that our offer is an incredibly charitable gesture.
Consider it well.
Goodbye.
Marie.
I'm here.
Marie.
Mrs. Schlatter,
have you reconsidered our offer?
What's this?
– Markings, Mrs Schlatter.
For the dam.
They are higher up than the church though…
– Don’t worry, your church will be rebuilt once you are relocated.
You don’t even respect the House of our Lord.
So have you decided when will you dig up the graves?
You will preserve them, won’t you?
Mrs Schlatter…
The graveyard will be covered with concrete.
What?
Drown my home if you will,
but do not drown those dearest to me!
– But Mrs Schlatter…
– Leave!
– There is no other way… – Get lost!
Mrs Schlatter,
we are done here.
We will inform you about your compensation by mail.
Goodbye.
If I loose you, I will have nothing left at all.
It is people who have no memories who have nothing left.