Look into my eyes, they tell you things I cannot put into words and you will see my soul and my love in them.
So, you know, for Mrs. Hall reconciling her feelings for Gerald with the fact that she’s a married woman and a devout Christian, her story across the series asks questions which pertain to that, as well as how she fits into Skeldale, where her heart is, and those kinds of questions.
And for Siegfried, it’s not just about coping without his infuriating but beloved brother around. It’s about working out who he is and where he is in his life and who the important people are in his life and what makes him tick and what makes Skeldale, Skeldale. And I think by the end of the series those questions have become a lot clearer in his mind, shall we say? (x)
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Since the announcement that two or three new versions of Ghosts are in the works, I've been thinking about what sort of ghosts we might get to see / I'd like to see in a German adaptation and put together a list of my ideas. You will see some similarities with our beloved original ghosts as well as completely new characters, and I did my best to find a balance between male and female characters and include a variety of historical eras.
This is obviously just a very basic list with some notes but I do have thoughts about these characters (how they died, what powers they might have, their inner conflict etc.) so if you'd like to know more, please ask (also German producers, I hereby officially volunteer as tribute writer)!
German Ghosts
Female Neanderthal (40,000 BC)
Neanderthals were named after the German Neander valley so I think it's only fair to include a Neanderthal in the show. Since no one needs a Robin 2.0, I'd make the character female and give her a dog because ghost animals are fun and we need more of them.
Roman & German (9 AD)
Two guys - let's call them Marcus and Alber - who fought on opposite sides died in the Battle of the Teutoburg Forest, became ghosts and eventually best friends. They'd rather die again than admit that to anyone, though.
Bog Girl (600 AD)
A little girl who haunts the marshlands around the house but not the property itself. Most of the ghosts avoid her until the Naturalist gets curious and starts to befriend her.
Plague Ghosts (Mid-1600s)
A group of victims of the 30 Years' War whose deaths were caused by famine and disease and not the war directly (though they insist they died 'in the war').
Naturalist (Late 1700s)
A scientist like Alexander von Humboldt and Charles Darwin who embraces becoming a ghost from the get go and does various experiments (on himself and the others) to figure out how ghost rules work and what is and isn't possible.
Composer (Early 1800s)
A young composer who has a (perceived) rivalry with Beethoven because he's lost part of his hearing. Think German equivalent of Thomas Thorne.
Female Soldier (Early 1800s)
Based on stories like that of Friederike Krüger, this woman posed as a man and joined the army during the Napoleonic Wars.
Woman in White (Late 1800s)
The lady of the house at the time. After she died in childbirth, she was forced to watch her husband's mistress raise her daughter. She died wearing her white nightgown (something she is quite embarrassed about) and can be seen in pictures.
WW1 Surgeon (1930s)
Another former owner of the house, this man was a surgeon in WW1 and still carries the trauma of that time with him (think Siegfried from All Creatures Great and Small).
Luftwaffe Pilot (1940s)
Remember the two German pilots from BBC Ghosts? This guy was their friend and has always wondered what happened to them. He crash-landed on the grounds during a training exercise.
Estate Agent (early 2020s)
A woman who took over the house after the last owner passed away. While assessing the property, she had a heart attack and died there, leading to rumours about the house being cursed and haunted increasing.
The House
While the house will probably be a manor house like in the original series, I think it would be fun if this version of the show shook things up a little and had the German Coopers inherit an old mill, or perhaps even an actual (small) castle.
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It had started with a single pink rose on her little desk in the kitchen on Valentine’s Day in 1939. There had been no card, no message, no clue of the giver whatsoever. It had been mysterious and cute and she had felt herself blushing, and admittedly she had basked in the attention.
It had been ages since someone had thought of her as their Valentine. It hadn’t mattered who the mysterious giver was, although she had her suspicions.
Audrey had suspected that the identity of her secret admirer was no other than Tris and the mere thought had made her smile. She had put the rose in a vase and had taken in joy in the fact that someone was thinking of her. She had never questioned him about it and had rather spent the whole day with a wide smile on her face.
On Valentine’s Day in 1940, six weeks after Tristan’s departure she had found another pink rose on her desk and this time she had been certain that Tristan couldn’t have been the one to deliver it. When she had asked Gerald about the rose a day later she had been met with red ears and an awkward silence that was enough of an answer. In fact the conversation following had been so cringeworthy that she decided to forget to inquire any further.
When Helen had made a cheeky remark about Gerald being the gifter Audrey had just smiled and for one second when her eyes had met Siegfried’s over the kitchen table, she had wondered if it had been his present, but she had quickly discarded the idea, because every year on the 14th of February he visited the cemetery to place a small bouquet of her favourite flowers, lilies, on the grave of his beloved wife. She couldn’t picture him sneaking a single flower on her desk as a romantic gesture. The rose stood on her desk until its scent had faded and it had started to wither.
When Audrey entered the kitchen on the morning of Valentine’s day in 1941 she found another pink rose on her desk. This time she found a card right next to it. The card, coloured in a tender rosé and with a robin on its cover, was too delicate for words. With a slight tremble in her hands, she picked it up and opened it.
She knew the hand like her own and recognised the slight evidence of the writer’s own insecurity as he had written down the words.
Lord Byron said, “Friendship is love without wings.” But my wings, my dearest, have been tamed for too long and they long to fly. For you. With you. And for all eternity.
Here I am, wishing for you to be my everything.
My companion, my lover, and my wife.
With all my love,
Siegfried.
Hot tears were swimming in her eyes as she kept reading the lines over and over again, fearing they could vanish. Fearing it was all a dream that could fade away, came morning. Once she dared to look up, her vision blurry, her head dizzy, she met a couple of dark eyes that lay attentively on her. There were no words, no staggering admission that could express the happiness she felt inside. With two long steps she was standing right in front of him and had her arms thrown around his neck. With her head buried in the crook of his neck, she inhaled his scent and basked in his nearness.
She felt his lips on her head, her eyes, on the tip of her pointed nose, and then on her lips.
“My everything,” he whispered softly and then she cried from wholesome, utter happiness.
She had never been anyone’s everything before. She had lost Robert to the war, before they had truly begun. When her son had been born she had to share him first with Robert, before she had lost him to his criminal antics.
Being Siegfried’s everything, to fly with him, was everything she had ever dreamt of.
“Let’s fly together then,” she whispered and sealed her intention with a soft kiss.
From this day on a single pink rose graced her desk every day of the year and a robin was sitting in the trees by the cemetery near the church. It sang for the bypassers and guarded those who had left.
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The added scene in the kitchen between Gerald and Siegfried was packed! Can’t believe that was a scene they cut in the UK! First, Gerald could not comfort Audrey. She threw herself into that hug and he walked over to turn off the radio. Dude, not that I want to help you, but hold her! No doubt in my mind Siegfried would hold her tightly. Just as Audrey threw herself into initiating the Christmas kiss with Gerald in the S3 CS, she threw herself into this tepid “kind of engagement” and, in this episode, ran into the embrace with Gerald for comfort from the pain she was feeling after tendering her resignation. Each time, our dear Audrey was left underwhelmed. Gerald cares for Audrey. He’s a good man. But there is no way he can care for her the way Siegfried does. Siegfried knows it, thus the scene between Siegfried and Gerald where Siegfried scolds Gerald for not knowing about Rock’s ailment. Siegfried doubts Gerald’s ability to care for Siegfried’s beloved Mrs. Hall. All they’ve been through, and this home they’ve created. The camera lingered during the two scenes where Gerald takes Audrey’s hand, including the kitchen scene. Neither instances seem to provide the comfort or reassurance to Audrey that she is making the right decision in leaving Skeldale and, really, Siegfried. Siegfried and Audrey have always been the de facto matriarch and patriarch of Skeldale. They are the foundation for the Skeldale family. Kids come and go. That’s life. They leave the nest to grow, but mom and dad remain. Kids count on that stability. We watched Siegfried fear what all the change will mean to his beloved Skeldale crew. When Audrey had the chance to finally move on and get a second chance at having a life outside the place that has been her home, she just couldn’t leave the man with whom she has built this foundation. Yes, she wanted to support Helen. But it all comes down to not leaving Mr. Farnon alone on the homefront.
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"Sworn Lovers"
Event in ask on February 14
I translated it using Google translator, sorry:
"The wind shook the centuries-old trees, filling the garden with knocking and creaking. Their huge crowns hid two figures from the last rays of the setting sun.
The viscous air still did not want to enter her lungs. Is the terrible heat from the heavenly body, which heated nature to red, to blame for this, or perhaps it is the fault of the passionate excitement that then appears on the perfect skin of the elf woman?
Either way, things are getting harder...
“Toruviel, my love,” how harsh his voice sounds now, “look at me.”
The remnants of the warm light are gone; their place was taken by velvet darkness. There was darkness in Siegfried's eyes too.
– Don’t think about what awaits us next. This night we belong only to each other.
The young man, like a statue in these gardens, tenderly embraced his beloved, merging with her in a kiss.
And the crickets chirped."
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