Emma lives as a pig-breeder at the shabby and hopelessly indebted farm of her ancestors. She slaughters the pigs in her own true way she treats them lovingly till the last day the lethal cut shows something like tenderness and in Emma's strong arms the dying animals cease bleeding calmly and submittingly. But Emma is lonely. Only Henner the good-natured and somehow simple country policeman proposes to her in regular intervals. Emma refuses because she lives in mutual hatred with his intrusive and omnipresent mother. If need be the missing man is replaced by her motor-bike with its wonderfully noncircular flywheel and the bike's heavily vibrating saddle pleases her extremely from time to time. But the loneliness stays. One night a Jaguar smashes on her farm. Inside the wrecked car lies an unconscious man and a bag full of money. Emma's luck seems to be perfect fate has thrown money into her lap and furthermore has given a man to her who smells exactly the way she has always dreamt of. Max - that's the man's name a fanatic for order and lover of vegetables - has stolen the bag with the illicit money from Hans his only and best friend and employer who is as shrewd as they come. This robbery doesn't correspond with his wait and see nature but Max is seriously ill because of cancer of the pancreas he has only a few weeks left to live.