Knallhart daneben

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Tough enough

I want to Mr. Gerber.

- He isn't in yet.

When is he coming?

(Police officer)

Come back in an hour.

I'm waiting.

Hello Michael.

What happened?

Just tell me.

Everything?

- Yes, everything.

You smoke and booze

in my whirlpool.

Are you ever

in the kitchen.

What for? There is

our cook and cleaner.

Talk to them.

- Who?

Did I just hear that

there is our cleaning woman.

You can watch her working

instead of taking a f***ing bath.

While you get fat and fatter

she is working.

I pay for her

as well as this water.

I'm so sick of it.

That's enough.

I give you 3 month.

- What for?

I'll explain it to you.

If you don't manage somehow to make

me horny again I throw you out.

When I go to bed

I want pleasure.

So, it's my fault?

- Yes.

Listen, you aren't perfect either.

I don't have to be

since I've the money.

Simple as that. And body isn't all.

There is something like soul.

You know what I mean.

- F*** you.

You can leave.

Right now.

Take your brat with you.

You want to take all this?

And this stuff too?

I guess this time it's final.

Yes.

I'll miss you, Klaus!

Cut the crap! You'll miss the villa,

the computer and the DVDs.

From now on, you call me

Doctor Peters again, ok?

The rest gets picked up later.

- Nada later, understood?

Hold on.

Here.

Happy birthday, Michael.

Next time make yourself clear.

I'm not your drudge.

Try a relocation company not me.

What did you say, my friend?

- You heard me.

And I'm not your friend.

- Is that so?

Yes, that's so.

- Then stop right here.

Okay.

Did Klaus give you money?

I'm a bit tight.

You get it back.

Thanks. Taxi!

Almost like the villa.

The view isn't bad.

We won't stay forever, ok.

Now what?

Do you take a cleaning job.

Don't get naughty!

Better pick your room first.

Take the larger one if you want.

- Nah, you have more stuff.

Good morning, everybody.

- Morning, Mr. Radtke.

Please sit down.

I would like to introduce... Yes?

Seldom guests!

- I quit smoking weed.

Super! Congrats!

So, new pupil, Michael Polischka,

comes from Zehlendorf.

- Go back home!

Would like to.

Nazi suburb.

- Any idea at all where it's located?

Discussed it later.

Sit next to Tina.

Don't worry, she won't nip.

She looks like, though.

Does anybody still remember a term.

We started the topic last week.

No.

- Ok, I see, too many new faces.

We start from scratch.

What are square numbers?

How about Mr. Zehlendorf?

Numbers that are multiplied ...

- Sap! Nerd!

Good. A good example would be ...

Once more and you'll

be deported, ok.

So, square numbers are mutlplied

by itself. For instance ...

For example:
3 squared 2.

How about you get started?

You better don't push it,

understood!

Hey, I'm Christian.

Everybody calls me Crille.

You're in my class.

This is my brother Matze.

Uglier than me, different mothers,

both dead, tough stuff.

Now it's just our old man.

- I'm Polischka - Great.

A real one?

- Sure. My father is truck driver.

Truck driver?

- He drives a truck, got it?

I know but where's the connection?

- He drives to Russia, got it?

So what?

- Russia is the wild east.

Every minute a truck is jacked.

Bam, bam...

I want to pay.

Sorry, may I pay for you?

But it's for me and my son.

- No problem.

Ouch, I left my money in my studio.

- Are you a photographer?

Yes, sometimes.

Are you a model?

Nope, mother.

Susie comes.

Susie, how it's going?

Watch it, you victim!

Those shoes are new!

Be cautious with them.

- Retard!

Hey, what's going on?

- Get lost, piss off!

Hi motherf***er! Do you

think you can avoid us?

I heard you're from Zehlendorf?

Rich a**hole suburb.

We are not rich.

Petty motherf***er,

do you want to defend yourself?

He has become a man now.

Get this,

you petty motherf***er!

You want to defend yourself,

you sissy f***?

If you have a cheap cell phone,

I believe you.

Sorry but I don't...

Petty motherf***er,

you knew we would find you.

You knew it, you sissy f***!

Next time you pay 50 Euro forfeit.

If I have to look for you

I'll f*** your mother.

You show up on your own.

understood?

Take your shoes off.

Shoes off!

Get going!

Retard!

- Oh, nice socks. - Yes.

Take the shoes.

Now you are doing push ups.

Push ups!

Get down! Push ups!

You sissy f***!

Down!

- 1!

Get out of the way.

Everything okay with you?

So so.

I know those bums,

I watched them leaving.

I let my father know if you want.

He kicks their ass.

What's your father?

Boxer?

Nope, butcher.

Butcher is good.

It's ok.

Do you wear this all the time?

That's not funny.

- Sorry.

Hey, are you imitating Jesus?

Erol's gang nabbed me.

Could you lend me shoes?

What?

- Could you lend me shoes?

I can't show up at home

this way. - Sure, come in.

Size?

- 42.

- Do you have a T-Shirt as well?

Fetch a beer!

You need one, right Polischka?

I do.

Beer is good.

You really

can't take Erol lightly.

Did you run into troubles?

- Here, keep it.

He asked

if we ran into troubles with Erol?

Not a chance.

(Both) We are way to dangerous.

(All) Cheers for living on the edge.

To down.

Heck, it's warm.

- Cold tastes crappy.

Hits you faster.

Stay for some days. Our old man

is on the way to Kazakhstan.

We spent the food money on beer.

Skip school as well.

What I'm supposed

to tell my mother?

Play flat sharing and

write a paper about it.

Requires obviously to live together.

- Never did it at my school.

See, you're that old.

- I just hit 30. Take it back.

Oh mom.

Could you lend me money?

For the the sleep over

at Crille and Matze.

I'm a bit tight.

Take 10 Euro.

Lasts for one day.

- Then take 20.

Could you leave me your key?

- Why?

You're gone anyway.

- So what?

I met a super cute guy.

An artist without an apartment.

He can stay here meanwhile.

- What?

Don't make a fuss!

- A bum stays in my room?

He is not a bum. He's an artist.

- That dude shares my mattress?

Are you out of your mind?

What's up with you?

How dare you talk like this?

He sleeps in my room.

On my mattress. - B*tch!

I'm sorry.

- Didn't hurt!

Better now?

What about the money?

- Or 5 six packs.

Probably also some food.

- Are you crazy. Let's take a vote.

Who's for beer?

Majority. Let's go.

Ashkem,

could you open the door?

I've been waiting for 2 days.

You didn't show.

Please, brought also stuff along.

- F*** you!

You embarass us.

- You embarass me.

I'm sick of your sh*t.

Hide.

One gets children by f***ing, stupid.

- I love you.

Don't embarass us.

- You embarass my family.

I swear, I ...

You retard!

What kind of father are you?

Ashkem, open up!

- No way, you victim, f*** face!

Gross. (Loud) You annoy me, too.

Ashkem, please open up.

I'm coming.

Where should we put him?

- Bathroom, man.

Get the toilet rolls.

The balcony with fresh

air would be better.

He can puke all day here.

Who needs fresh air?

Cleans your mind. Klaus does it

this way. - What?

Walks into the forest,

pukes then jogs.

Isn't fair. Rich people always

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