Auf der Flucht - Das Experiment Page #2

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In seven years I was never late.

Where's the next cigarette machine?

Downstairs and to the right!

Hey, Elvis.

Sing something!

Yes, sing a song!

When do we get to eat?

We're hungry!

Do you have something

against anal burning?

What do you do in real life?

- I'm an electrician. High voltage.

Them with the big cables. You?

- Taxi driver.

And you, 38?

- You ask too much, 77.

I guess something with numbers.

Bus driver.

Numbers and staring straight

ahead silently, right?

Life guard!

Really?

You know this one?

Which animal has only

one lip on the vulva?

Half a roasted chicken.

What do the Arabs call

a cow barn? Moobarrac!

Why do women always watch

porn films to the end?

They think they'll get married.

I know one that's a bit longer.

Three guys in front of a sauna.

One of them goes in and there is

a giant, fat woman with a huge...

Three against three!

Come on, you coward!

The cheese is so dry

you could smoke it.

I've got a kiosk, there's

always something going on.

I've got an open ear for everyone.

Listening you can't learn.

You're born with it.

Drink your milk, 82.

- I don't drink milk.

I get postcards from Jamaica,

Sri Lanka...

Rule number four, 82.

Consume all your food!

I never drink milk. I hate milk.

Go on, a rule is a rule!

Milk makes me sick.

- Drink. Your. Milk.

One to zero for us, Schutte!

Eat up! You have two minutes.

Back to your cells!

Idiot!

Is there a problem?

Away from the doors!

Now:
Shut up! Bedtime!

Anyone hurt?

Quiet! Whoever talks now...

...does push-ups.

Good night, ladies!

Can you live from that?

- Sure.

You can't let them push you around!

What should I do?

They have to take us seriously

or we can forget it.

If you say he has to drink

his milk, then he has to.

Yeah, sure.

But the Elvis number is good!

- Cool hip swing!

My wife made that.

- No, thanks. Do you have kids?

A son, four months.

Sweet! These are my rug rats.

Twins? Cute, too.

Can I see them as well?

- Sure.

What about you, Berus?

- A daughter.

How old?

- She'll be twelve in three days.

Do you have a photo?

No photo?

What kind of a father are you?

I'm a good father!

Eckert? Do you have kids?

What's up now?

Out you come, 77.

Why?

- I said, out!

Push-ups!

Can't you say that friendlier?

- Push-ups!

I heard you the first time, homo.

Very easy - just say please once.

What?

Fine, the whole cell, out!

38, 69, out!

Wait a sec, did you sleep

on your Superman comics?

They're not involved. Talk to me!

And down! Twenty!

I didn't do anything!

Remember who

you have to thank for this.

Jerk!

And another twenty for that!

I had no idea

you could be so hard!

Great show!

Did you see that?

They're doing everything.

Get up! Out of the cells!

Line up!

The 2nd day

Get moving!

The ladies in cell three,

sore muscles?

Morning.

If I installed a taxi radio

the drivers could order some meat...

...and I have it deep fried on time.

Gentlemen, finish breakfast!

82,

you didn't drink your milk.

I said that I don't drink milk.

Well, milk or push-ups.

But I miss some enzyme!

Wonderful, let's do push-ups

instead of milk.

All together, right? Let's do

push-ups for Schutte.

Sure we'll do push-ups!

Excuse me, Mr. Prison Guard!

One, two, three...

...four, five, six...

...seven, eight, nine...

That's clever.

What if he really is allergic to milk?

- Nonsense. The problem is 77.

Come on, bed check!

He really stinks!

You learn that as a lifeguard?

- The very first thing.

77, made your bed yet?

That's mean.

You'll have to do it again!

Do it again, I said!

I'll count to three

and the bed is made.

And one!

And two!

And three!

Shall I call the guards?

Jutta, quickly!

Come on, I'll help you.

We don't want to get out

of here anyway, do we?

We want gummy bears!

And cable TV.

That's a walkie-talkie, no phone!

What about pizza?

- Yeah, pizza.

And porn magazines!

What about basketball?

Admit it! You lost!

It's just a game!

Here we go now, here we go now!

Piss off, cocksucker!

Barricades, barricades!

What's going on there?

- We didn't do anything!

In two hours they're exhausted.

We have to react or

they do what they want!

77, the a**hole.

Professor, what should we do now?

Bosch, that won't do any good!

We can't use violence.

We stick together.

They're twelve, we're eight.

Suggestions?

Berus, what about you?

Don't you ever say anything?

I once read...

What? I can't understand you.

I once read that you get

control in such a situation...

...with humiliation.

We don't want to hurt anyone,

they just have to respect us.

After 36 hours - it's incredible!

Undress!

Get up! Strip off your coats!

We give up!

Hey, they gave up!

Seventy-seven!

Keep calm, it's all a game, okay?

- Go, Berus!

Undress!

Your hand!

And down!

Wasn't that a bit too hard?

No, as long as they don't say

anything up there, we're doing fine.

They do want

some action down here!

Bosch, it wasn't violence.

Fire extinguishers, Berus, cool.

Gentlemen, you've restored peace

and order, solved your problem.

Keep going! But please remember

to act appropriate.

Perhaps the next conflict can be

solved differently. Thank you.

This is Tarek Fahd,

messages after the beep.

What happens next?

Nothing happens. Stay calm,

that's the best strategy.

You can get the bed.

Get out!

The 3rd day

Good morning, gentlemen!

l think no-one wants

to repeat last night.

We still have eleven days to go.

Suggestion:

We stay reasonable...

...then we all get our money

and that's it.

Okay?

Or does anyone like stress?

Good. Is that okay, 77?

Yeah.

Yes, Mr Prison Guard.

Yes, Mr Prison Guard.

- Fine.

See! It wasn't that bad.

82, if you have to puke,

then go to the loo.

That's the rule.

He has to drink. We can't help it.

We thought we'd restore

order, make them obey us.

So it runs smoother for us.

That we have them in our hands,

that we're at the helm again.

After all, it wasn't violence.

We'll see what happens.

Hi, Schutte

- No names!

Tell me, why are you doing this?

I do it often. Guinea pig.

Once I got an intestinal probe.

It was worse than this here.

The people were nicer,

but I got only 900 marks for it.

What do you do with the money?

I've got sort of a dream.

- Yeah, what?

No, you'll laugh at me.

- I won't laugh at you. I promise.

A Ferrari.

- Do you know what a Ferrari costs?

Not a new one.

l know a dealer, he likes me.

Maybe a '89

if the bank plays along.

Fine. But to fill her up

you'll need another loan.

A yellow one.

I'd park it at my kiosk

so that everyone can see it.

I dreamed of it all my life.

It's important to have a dream.

I read that somewhere.

It's true. What's your dream?

Does anyone have drugs here?

I think this is a jail!

Keep your trap shut today, 77!

- What do you want?

Kiss my ass!

Mr Prison Guard Berus,

I've got a question.

That number yesterday,

could it be that it turned you on a bit?

I think I saw it clearly.

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