Heiße Tage im Juli Page #3

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We have on simple princible here.

We've got one meny. Eat, or not to eat.

-I'll definitely eat!

-Fish

Fish, fish is great. Wonderful!

-It was very good.

-Yes, time to pay.

How much?

Ten.

Ten?

-Mark.

-German mark?

German, German, German.

Thanks.

So thank you for everything,

but I think I have to go now.

Yes, you see I have a problem.

I have to follow someone.

-It's a girl.

-One more cola? Please?

So you do speak german.

Budapest?

-So we meet again. Give me my money!

-What's he doing?

-Where's my things?

-Who is this?

-I don't know.

-Give me my passport!

-The ring!

-Mind your own business.

Just wait, I'll get you!

Now I should get a hold of you.

F***! Why doesn't this sh*t work?

Hey, you! Give me a push!

Oh, God, oh God.

You're mad!

To the right!

This isn't true!

She's crazy!

I'm gonna redecorate your face!

I'll get you!

Just wait, you a**hole!

-I can't hear you!

-Just wait until I can get my hands on you.

F***! F***! F***!

You a**holes!

Uops!

Where are you from?

Passport?

Passport?

Border:
Hungary - Romania

Hello.

Passport?

That is exactly my problem.

I don't have any passport.

No passport, no Romania.

Sure, that is obvious. You have to

have a passport to cross the borders.

But I just don't have it.

Please.

No passport, no Romania.

Yeah, I understood you, but

perhaps you didn't understand me.

I really have a big problem,

and I need to go over this border.

I need to go to Romania to meet someone.

It's very, very...

No passport, no Romania.

-Damn.

-Yes, damn.

Daniel!

July!

-Stop!

-I didn't do anything.

I have a big problem!

No pass, nothing, -

- and I must cross. Help me.

- Where is your passport?

Doesn't matter.

Say anything.

Tell them we're married, ok?

This is no problem.

She's my wife.

-The ring... we are married. If she...

-But we aren't married!

-July, please!

-No, we can't lie to him.

Please.

Ok.

Daniel Bannier, do you take me

as your lawful wedded wife?

-What?

-Do you, or do you not?

-Yes, I do...

-Then ask me.

July, do you take me as your

lawful wedded husbond?

-Yes, I do.

-Ok, good.

What else?

-The speech first.

-Which speech?

-The one I taught you.

-Now?

It's a part of the ceremony.

Ok, so...

"My love..."

That's correct, right?

"I've crossed bridges..."

Wrong, huh?

-"I..I've crossed..."

-You don't remember it.

-No, but I will learn it.

-Promise?

I promise you.

Yes, we are married.

Kiss.

I'll go get the car...

When you get married in Romania,

you usually give presents.

Presents?

Bus, my present.

Ok.

Raise the bar.

Thank you.

How to we get further?

We could have our honeymoon here.

-I think that I have a better suggestion.

-What?

We steal a car.

-What?

-Yeah, we steal a car.

-We can't steal a car.

-Why not?

-We're nice people. They don't steal cars.

We could steal the car from a bad guy.

-Him? Is he a bad guy?

-Nope.

-He's a nice guy.

-Obviously.

But it's exactly those guys

that beat their wife and kids.

-I don't know.

-They!

He reminds me of a friend of mine.

Him. A serial-killer!

-He looks nice to me.

-I get anxiety, just looking at him.

Everyone look like bad guys to me.

You know what you're doing right?

Can you handle it?

-What are you doing?

-It just layed in the car.

Hurry, got damnit.

Hey! Are you crazy?

You're destroying everything!

Trust me, ok?

-Did you hurt yourself?

-No, I'm fine.

Oh damn! Julie!

Don't movie, I think somone is looking.

F***, he's looking this way...

Act normal.

-Isn't this romantic.

-What?

I've never stolen a car with someone before.

Get a move on this car, so

we'll get away from here. Please!

-Well, what did I tell you?

-Amazing!

You're the best.

Tell me, Alin.

Don't you've got a blue Dacia?

That's right.

I think it's getting stolen.

Bullshit!

F***, they are stealing my car!

"No passport, no Bulgaria."

I've had it with that.

How do you think the Turkish border is?

Probably five times as worse!

Wait a moment, could you back up a little?

-Where does this lead?

-We'll soon find out.

-Look at that.

-This place looks dead.

-That's not what I ment.

-What do you mean?

-That must be Bulgaria.

-Bullshit.

-Why is it bullshit?

-This puddle ain't the Donau.

I'm sorry, but Donau isn't the border.

-Yes, it is!

-Are you sure?

-No.

-Then this could be the border.

Ok, let's assume that this is

the border. So what?

I'll just drive across.

-How do you plan to accomplish that?

-I'll accellerate from a distance, hit the ramp -

- and jump across the river.

-That's crazy!

-We need the car.

-We can manage without it.

-It's wednesday, and we're still not in Bulgaria.

I need the car to be in Istanbul friday at noon.

That won't work if you die.

Have you thought about that?

Sensible teachers don't do this stuff!

Ok, so...

The car is the weight, x.

X weighs 500 kilo.

The distance is 25 metres.

The question is:
How fast

must we drive up a ramp -

- with a ten grade incline

to cross 25 metres?

The answer is...

96,41 km/h.

Daniel!

F***!

Excellent! Congratulations!

I really pitty your students.

-You could have been killed!

-What if I'd been?

-That's nothing to joke about.

-Why not?

Because I don't like it.

What would you do if I'd been killed?

Probably been happy to finally

gotten rid of you.

What is this?

The border river.

Donau.

What is so funny?

Really funny, huh?

Really amuzing.

Just hilarious.

-Take it easy.

-No! It's all your fault!

-My fault?

-Yeah, your fault!

-Why?

-All this sh*t is your fault!

If I had taken the ferry boat from Bari,

I'd been in Istanbul by now, not here.

Bari!

Without me, you'd still been in Bayern!

Who helped you across the border?

Who stole the car?

And who sold me this stupid ring?

Without this piece of junk,

I'd still been in Hamburg, and not here!

So head back to Elben.

Read a newspaper or a book!

Go back to your empty and booring life!

You just don't want me to meet her!

The first one who stops decides my destination.

He didn't count.

July?

July?

And that was it?

That was it.

One moment!

Did you really experience all that?

I've experienced all that.

-You didn't make it up?

-Why should I make it up?

-Respect, man.

-Thanks.

Where does that awful smell come from?

You still don't got your papers, do you?

-No...

-Out! Get out of the car!

-What is that bullshit?

-Daniel, get out of the car!

-What type of bullshit is this?

-You heard me!

-What piece of crap is this?

Out! Both of you!

Come on now!

-He have to go out also.

-Out.

-What?

-I told him to get out.

-I had just told him that.

-He's german.

German, german.

Passport, and registration card.

-Passport!

-I don't have a passport!

-His passport were stolen.

-Tell that to your grandma.

-What is the problem?

-Shut up!

What?

-I told him to shut up!

-Shut up!

-I haven't said a word!

-Shut up!

-You're not going anywhere without passport.

-His passport really was stolen.

What are you? Terrorists, satanists, or what?

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