Fack ju Goehte 2
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- 2015
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Gimme that.
Yes?
' Get up!
Miller my name. Goethe High.
I have to visit a student intern.
Last name?
- Miller.
The student's.
- No idea.
Chantal! Where are you?
Trunk!
- How's it going?
OK. That b*tch from
Schiller private school is here too.
She's constantly
dissing me, Mr. Miller! - Well...
Is this your social worker?
Watch your mouth, baby tits.
How dare you?
- I'd like coffee too.
It's only for customers.
Whatever. I take mine
without gum anyway.
Oh, God!
Do you at least get to test drive?
Please, let's not put ideas
into her head.
Chantal, you may continue
cleaning the floor mats.
anyone would hire her.
Mr. Miller, we're taking a golfie.
Blah blah. We both know
these 'interns-ships' are useless.
Internships.
- I was speaking the plural.
Start the motor.
Turn that motor off immediately.
- And
Are you nuts!?
Damn, out of focus.
- Out!
You have to tell her
she's not actually gifted - Can't.
She'd flip out.
I just got her under control.
Too much stress
getting involved like that.
Your students relate to you.
You serious?
Nobody relates to a teacher.
I'm still pen pals
with some of mine.
Yeah, well, you're into teachers.
Especially cruel and strict ones
that grade you in sex-ed.
Memo to the janitor:
Dead leaves in the back yard
still need to be raked.
Garbage cans overflowing.
Deposit bottles everywhere.
Yes. - Mr. Badebrecht from
the dept. of education. - Send him in.
I want the
dept. of education ad campaign
it's perfect PR for Goethe High.
You're almost level
with Schiller school.
To beat them, you need
an international class trip.
Don't kid yourself.
You need something international.
An emerging nation.
Human rights and so on.
Stick your finger into the wound
of a global educational disaster.
Your Goethe High needs to step up.
So sorry. I can't help
thinking about our time together.
Eckhard, the school
needs all my energy.
In two weeks, we decide which school
gets the dept. of education ad campaign.
Gudrun.
- Eckhard.
Show Erika who's
the better principal.
Right.
Oh, Ploppi, you have to pick up garbage?
Daniel, put the toys back in the box.
They're for poor Thai children.
Ms. Meyer, you can't switch to the enemy
and then hang around here.
Just chatting.
- Don't care.
How's the Schiller school?
Enjoying it?
Long smoke breaks,
good coffee, rich parents?
Yes. All I really wanted
was to lead the choir.
I offered you that.
You offered to re-name remedial German.
So, couldn't you sing the alphabet?
What's blocking the escape route?
The Schiller school is collecting toys
for its partner school in Thailand.
I want it gone by tomorrow.
And no smoking here.
You look like a parrot.
What parrot?! I'll give you parrot!
Leave Ploppi alone!
- She touched and bit me!
She can't do that!
- He said I looked like a parrot.
He's an ugly f***er with his man purse.
Chantal, watch your mouth,
or else we'll make an example of you.
Make a what?
- Don't know.
Mr. Miller, I still need
your certificate of conduct.
Forgot it at home. I'll bring it.
- Good.
How did 10B's internships go?
I wanted a job for intellectually...
- Ouch!
I was with the cops. Sucked.
I couldn't even drive of the police car.
- What weren't you allowed TO drive?
Of the police car. - Daniel: grammar!
- No, I think it was an Opel.
I can't wait for the reports.
Of course, I'll correct them.
There's trash here.
Ms. Schnabelstedt, as environmental
watch, you're endangering our eco-badge.
Shut up!
I'll take care of it.
Ploppi!
- Quit it!
You could've at least noted
the easy spelling mistakes.
Yeah.
F***ing job,
handing in a new form every day.
If you would invest only 50% of your
criminal energy into lesson prep.
You didn't mention
teaching was so much work. - Yes.
Getting up early!
Here we go again! Another depressive
episode, like the therapist said.
No.
- Come on.
No!
'Yes!
I'm not sure if this one
should be lower.
Grotesque.
I'd rather own a bar.
- You can't afford a bar.
You'll work until 10B graduates...
or at least tries to.
That could take decades.
I asked, you'd get a loan.
We've discussed it.
You can quit.
But only when you've saved up
It's important to me.
You need to learn to finish things,
or you'll end up back in prison.
Laura, turn the music down!
Since she's been seeing Daniel,
all she listens to are ridiculous 'raps'.
Laura Katharina Schnabelstedt!
In other news, a prison inmate
died in the hospital yesterday.
Mustafa K. fell six meters to his death
after using a bed sheet
to escape.
He was imprisoned
in 2012 for a robbery and
police assault shortly after the arrest.
I saw it.
What letter?
What does it say?
Dunno, I only read the first line,
'for Zeki.' - Where'd you get it?
Somebody smuggled it out of prison.
A fat guy came by with it.
He said he still owes Musti.
If I'm shot trying to escape,
my loot is in your tank.
That's it?
Give some to Charlie!
So sweet! - You wrote that. I'm not
stupid. Different color and writing.
Whoops. You got me.
You're supposed
to wash the car, not the dog! - Shut up.
I don't get it.
- We were running.
We split up. 'Cash for me
diamonds for you.' Hide them.
Then we both came to you.
He got busted on the way,
put the loot in my tank
because my car
was at your place that night.
Stupid hiding place.
True. Why didn't he just bury them
at a construction site?
Whoa, mate, what'd you fill it with?
They're worth at least 40-50,000 euros.
Here.
- Thanks. - Commission.
I'd prefer it in a ring, but this'll do.
- I can see it now.
A cool bar. A few hookers.
Or something more upscale.
Go-go girls.
I'm standing there. Occasionally there's
one on the house. I mix cocktails.
But you liked teaching.
- Because I had no job prospects.
Who'd work
when they have this?
Bro, now you can dump
that uptight teacher.
You can afford a really
hot slutty escort. - Stop blabbering.
Does she even give blowj*bs?
- You'll blow my fist in a minute.
I need to quit
and find real estate for my bar!
You're hired!
- Bro, now I can be honest.
That teacher sh*t was embarrassing.
Don't quit right away.
I'd keep it secret for a few weeks.
In case the cops are watching us.
I know it's important to you.
I didn't forget you, Caro.
I'll do it right away.
Yes.
Where were you? I called 3 times.
We have a conference.
What's that?
- I fixed your bike.
While I was out shopping on it?
I'll go change.
Are you hiding something?
- Always suspicious. Annoying!
Annoying to whom?
Try to get a noun in that sentence.
You get to stay.
Laura?
Which teacher gets the
dept. of education ad campaign?
The one who leads a school trip abroad.
This campaign will make us famous.
New students, student grants, PR,
maybe even new gym equipment.
BECOME A TEACHER NOW!
Enough dreaming. Who's going
on the international school trip?
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