Why
1942
"Why did marry me" Beulah asks me so bluntly.
"Why would you ask me that?" I ask. I'd rather know the answer to that before digging my grave.
"You the single most mechanical and pragmatic person I have ever known; why on Earth would you kill your career by marrying me."
Ah, that's why she asks. "Honestly Beulah, I'm too good for them to make the mistake of pulling any 'Aryan superman' nonsense, but I'd marry you even if they could."
She so beautiful when she's confused; perhaps it's because it's a rare sight for me.
"But why? Of all the things you are, sentimental is not one of them."
"Beulah, you know me; you know why I married you. I love you, so I married; I believe that fits your mechanical and pragmatic depiction of me, does it not? Hitler is wrong, Beulah, and I will stop him someday. I'm a better man than Hitler, and he knows it, so he keeps me close; marrying you will not have any discernible reproductions for me, but as I said I love you too much for that to matter. Would you like to know why I love you?"
"I know why, Friedemann…It's just these times…they're not kind to…"
I press a finger to my love "I know. I love you because you're better than every woman in Germany; All women wanted to marry me because I am a Baron, and a Mascot; You wanted to marry me, because you and I are similar people, with complimentary personalities, same as any good couple. I mean, come on, Beulah, you were the only one who also read Thus Spoke Zarathustra."
2034
"…She Smiles. I didn't want to hurt people, but... they are so cruel... I wanted this humanity to be as beautiful as Beulah, but they won't change."
"They will change; some do every day. You cared about humanity, but your cynicism caused you to lose hope. One of my two greatest regrets is that we had to be enemies. You weren't a good man Veidt; you ARE a good man."
"Thank You. You're a better man than me; I…hope…for your sake that you are right, Mighty Destroyer."