Freier Fall Page #2

---

In case you ever need some space.

I'm sorry.

It just feels weird with the baby.

Don't be stupid.

Okay.

Sh*t.

Why didn't you wake me up?

I tried.

Loads of times.

I'm sorry.

Is everything okay between us?

What could be wrong?

What?

Marc!

Bettina.

Stop it!

Stop it

- Why?

Stop it, Marc!

I told you to stop it!

I'm sorry.

I...

- I haven't been myself lately.

- Tell me something I don't know.

Is that why you stink of alcohol?

- I thought you were on duty.

- We had a few beers in the canteen.

- You think I'm seeing another woman?

- Well?

Are you?

What? Do you want me to swear?

Okay.

You're not seeing another woman.

That makes everything okay?

Hey... I'm sorry.

Everything looks just fine.

There's enough amniotic uid.

The blood ow looks good, too.

So, you can get dressed again now.

There you go.

Thanks.

I'll just check the blood sugar levels.

Thank you.

Do you have any contact

with Kay Engel outside of work?

- What makes you say that?

- Just answer me.

- We go jogging together sometimes.

- You don't go on your own?

I thought you couldn't stand him.

I've got no one else to jog with.

Let's go.

Aren't you going to tell her sometime?

I've got to go.

For he's a jolly good fellow

For he's a jolly good fellow

For he's a jolly good fellow

And so say all of us!

- This is for the little rug rat.

- Wow!

Thanks, Frank.

Thanks, guys.

Congratulations, Marc.

Congratulations!

Got a photo?

I want to see him.

There he is. Look.

You can see he's not yours!

All newborn babies look like that.

Here, look at that chin on him.

- I'm jealous!

- Do I hear wedding bells?

Whose wedding bells?

You and him, of course.

Jealous?

What? No!

- Congratulations.

- Thanks. Look.

- So, Marc. Cheers!

- Thanks, guys.

- Thanks.

- Cheers! To you!

More anyone?

We're just giving you a little wash.

Shall I hold your hand?

You can hold tight.

Is that nice? Is that nice?

Do you like that?

I've got him.

I've got you. I've got you.

- I've got you. There we go.

- You're all wet now.

I've got him.

Sh*t.

Are you nuts? Kay!

I nearly crashed into you.

What the f*** are you doing?

Nothing for days!

Not even a f***ing text.

I'm a father now. Don't you get it?

Shall I just abandon them?

- I didn't mean it like that.

- what then? Huh?

Stop kidding yourself.

Just admit that you're gay.

It isn't easy for me...

I'm not gay, Kay. Got it?

It was just a one-off with you.

So stay away from me.

Stay away from me, Kay.

He's asleep.

What's up? Everything okay?

I don't know.

Was

Was.

Lately I've just had...

the feeling that I'm suffocating.

It's like...

I don't know.

It's just so stiing.

Do you know what I mean?

You wanted us to move in here.

What did you expect?

Hey, honey...

We'll get through this.

We have each other.

So that's the schedule.

There is one other thing.

I hope I don't need to remind you:

we will not tolerate discrimination.

This applies when you're on duty

and with your colleagues, of course.

And I hope you won't forget this.

Have I made myself clear?

I want this unit to set an example.

If you have any questions,

feel free to come and talk to me.

Hey.

- What's up?

- I have one word for you: cocksucker.

That was my reaction, too.

Imagine Britt's face!

They picked Engel up

in some gay bar last night.

Completely wasted.

He's been screwing us over all along.

- Quite literally.

- We get it, Limpinski.

Well, it's true, isn't it?

What's a gay bar with no bar stools?

A fruit stand.

Isn't that right, Gregor?

This is a surprise.

That raid had been planned for weeks.

Is that all you have to say?

Are you losing it?

You want to blackmail me with that sh*t?

Blackmail?

You f***ing a**hole.

Did I ask you

to come here and f*** up my life?

Did I make you suck my cock, huh?

- Go on, hit me!

- Yeah? -Yeah!

Yeah?

What were you doing there anyway?

F***ing other guys?

I'll f*** whoever like!

What's your problem?

Nothing but "Me! Me! Me"!

"Me!"

But what about me? Marc.

What about me?

Don't you get it?

I love you.

Marc!

Leave me alone.

Please!

I'm not sleeping with anyone else.

- Schnitzel and chips.

- Goulash, please. Half a portion.

Thanks.

Goulash.

What?

I won't let this f*ggot grab my balls.

Stop it, Kay!

Getting all horny, huh?

Who's the fag now then?

Engel! Stop that now!

Sh*t!

It's okay.

Seriously!

F***ing hell.

You okay?

- Let me take a look.

- It's okay.

F***ing morons.

You know who started it, don't you?

Did you see what happened?

You have to report it.

Come on, you know

I'll get the ak for that sh*t then.

You can't be serious?

When you're squad leader

you can report this sh*t.

But don't tell me how to do my job.

Got it?

- I'll take you to hospital.

- I'll get a taxi.

Sh*t!

- What are you doing here?

- Is it broken?

Let's have a look.

- Ow! Are you crazy?

- Ah, it's nothing. P*ssy.

You'd better go

before my mum gets here.

I'm gone already.

F***!

Sh*t!

Mum!

Mum! Wait a minute, Mum!

Let's go.

When did it start, Marc?

We didn't raise you

to be like that, Marc.

How did you raise me then?

To be like you and Dad?

Bettina was right:

moving in was a f***ing bad idea!

Why didn't you tell me he was gay?

- How should I know?

- You just notice these things.

I mean,

you share a room at the academy.

You go running together.

You go jogging together?

So what?

Is this an interrogation?

- Aren't your parents joining us?

- Doesn't look like it.

Is your mum okay?

She was acting all strange last night.

I don't know.

OW! Sh*t!

Come here.

Okay.

What's up?

What are you looking at?

What are you looking at?

Look at that.

So, watch out, kids. Move over.

And...

Schnapps for you strong guys.

- To us!

- Thanks.

- Congratulations.

- Thanks.

- So, cheers!

- Thanks, guys.

- Cheers.

- Cheers!

What's he doing here?

- Have you adopted him?

- We're not all as homophobic as you lot.

- What's it like with a homo then?

- Great. Jealous?

Of that f*ggot?

- Nice you made it.

- Yes.

Thanks for the invitation.

What are you doing here?

Do you know

what we're celebrating today?

I'm invited.

Look, we have nothing

against you or homosexuals.

But stay away from our son.

- You don't understand.

- No, you don't.

They just had a baby.

Do you know what that means?

I love your son.

- How can you say that to my face?

- What's going on here?

I think it's better if you go now.

- You're ruining everything! Everything!

- Mum!

Is there something I should know?

- Marc.

- what?

- You shouldn't have invited him.

- Who? Kay?

So now it's my fault

you're all acting so strange?

- Did he hit on you, too?

- Are you crazy?

I'm crazy, am I?

- Come on, Bettina. I don't want to argue.

- Then talk to me!

Tell me what's wrong.

What do you want me to say?

Kay?

What the f***

were you playing at yesterday?

Are you f***ing insane?

Kay?

Sh*t!

I've looked better, huh?

Limpinski?

That f***ing a**hole.

You have to press charges.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes