Ein Mann geht durch die Wand (1959)
Herr Buchsbaum: Basically I am a happy person. State official third class in the ministery of finance. It may sound like nothing but if you think that there are 7 classes, that there are only two classes above me and four below me. My department is the most important one, the tax warning office. Such a tax declaration, the whole life is lying there, one naked man. His input, his output, his lies. This morning my boss has read a letter that I created, a Mahnbrief: "Dear Sir, may we take the liberty to put your sincere attention on the fact that you, surely mistakenly, forgot to send us the back installment of 174 marks plus a small warning charge of 1,50 to our account. Yours faithfully". My boss likes me. I am popular with my colleagues, everybody congratulated me. And my home, you know my flat. It's not a luxury appartment but it is a nice, cosy flat and most importantly, it is quiet. What is more important that quiet. And in the evening I look at my stamp collection, Stamps from far countries. It is like if you would make a world trip. And a small walk to you, my friend, from time to time. We talk, we give our tongues. What else does a man need?
Inspektor Klaus: Do you have an explanation how the painter came to that stolen bag?
Herr Buchsbaum: Just as he told you. I lost the bag on the street.
Inspektor Klaus: You don't seriously think that you can convince me with that.
Herr Buchsbaum: Why not? It happens that you lose something, a hat, an umbrella, a bag.
Inspektor Klaus: But not a bag with a million in it.
Herr Buchsbaum: A bag is a bag.