Kim, I have talked to Friederike Feinbein.

Kim, I have talked to Friederike Feinbein.

We can't let that happen, of course...

I believe you that you didn't get the drugs from her.

Because if the state police are not completely convinced that you had no idea about it, then they also think you are nonconforming.

But Kim - I found letters. Love letters.

... She's just my age.

Mrs. Feinbein wrote them - to you.

...

The horrible truth is: Mrs. Feinbein is homosexual.

You must not see her again! It will put you in danger.

...

And figure skating means so much to her!

You know what that means:

But you know what happens then!

The offense of nonconformity is a serious charge. You can be sent to the mines for it.

Her career will be over, too.

And when the state police find out about it, and see that your name is on the letters... then they also think... Things... about you.

... She understood me.

Did you also write letters to... Mrs. Feinbein, Kim?

They'll be put in a re-education camp. Or in the mines!

Please don't report her to the state police, okay?

It's better this way, Kim, believe me. Otherwise someone will get the idea to lump you together with these homosexuals.

But you didn't write any letters to Feinbein, did you?

I, uh... I didn't... write her any letters.

Oh, Kim. Actually, I have to report them.

I'm just sad that now I have no one to... Talk... talk.

No, Dad.

Get some rest, Kim.

Rike... Mrs. Feinbein... is... I found her... nice...

But why are you crying, Kim?

I knew it! That's very, very good, Kim!

I'll think about it.