Helmut Wallenberg:
[strong ice-cold German accent]
I want you to be in my private dreams.
Margherita:
You need another ghost, like your wife?
Helmut Wallenberg:
It's my wish. But your duty.
[grabs her, grunts]
Margherita:
You want me to lose my body? My very being?
Helmut Wallenberg:
[with contempt]
Would you rather stay as you are now? With your pitiful love affair? My aims are higher.
[haughtily:]
Helmut Wallenberg:
That's why I am a National Socialist. I have a goal. A hope. And with you, it will be complete,
[gesturing around him at all the trappings of his success]
Helmut Wallenberg:
What does your pilot's ridiculous love-?
Margherita:
It's not love.
Helmut Wallenberg:
Here. I have a letter from him.
[offers it, and she comes forward, but then he pulls it away]
Helmut Wallenberg:
I could destroy him.
[she grabs the letter]
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