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have the most fun.

As if you would jog.

Like I said.

Does he still do it?

- Klaus jogs every weekend.

Not jogging,

I meant drinking?

On weekends?

- On weekends?

Interesting.

What's upstairs?

Let's get off.

Did you clear out

the medicine cabinet?

Could sell this stuff as drugs

at school, like valium.

Not bad.

- It was way too easy.

Yes, man.

- F***, man.

Show us yours.

- I took pictures and stuff.

Crap!

- This is art.

It's a certificate of ownership

of the moon. Valuable!

I got also a dagger.

- He owns it since he's 12.

I wasn't even allowed to touch it.

- Then it's yours.

What did you take?

- I got us plastic.

Camera!

How much should I enter?

A million.

- Idiot, no ATM spits out that much.

Enter maximum.

More.

Doesn't work.

- Enter 9999!

Doesn't work either, that's it.

- How much?

- Do it again.

Won't work. There's a limit.

- Never seen that much.

Don't bust it.

I need a short break. Hey!

Hi Michael.

You're Michael, right?

I'm Rainer. - Hi.

I just need to take a shower.

Don't feel disrupted.

Good for your mother to show.

- I took some days off.

I'll give you some more,

motherf***er.

The money!

Where's the rest?

- What? We agreed on 50 Euro.

Tell him, Tiger.

- Only 50 if you had paid on time.

But you didn't.

Now you pay interest.

What were you thinking?

- What, you retard?

But I...

But I'm out of money.

This is stolen anyway.

- Bah, stolen, you cute fag.

Come closer.

- Come!

Watch.

Same happens to you

if you don't bring 50 Euro tomorrow.

Now nod and piss off.

Nod and piss off!

Piss off, you victim!

Could you light it.

It's simple:
Pay or they beat

you up until they're bored.

Take your pick.

Thanks for the advice.

You're are true buddy.

Hi, baby brother. Want to join?

- Nope, I ...

I just asked him where

you are hiding.

Back to class!

We'll have a talk afterwards.

Well?

Having fun together?

- What's that supposed to mean?

You and your bum.

- You and your fancies.

We talked about art.

Rainer sold a picture today.

I thought he depends on social welfare.

- See. Today he sold a picture.

Did you see his pictures.

- Nope, he's shy.

A shy artist...

What's a picture worth?

- What, 100 Euro?

This time.

The customer seemed very interested.

Could turn into a money-spinner.

Happens all the time. A few bucks

first, then they get famous...

Bum!

Michael?

Hi.

Do the dogs belong to you?

- I have to walk them for my father.

Look out!

Do you live here?

- Yes but you can't come in.

Keep in touch!

Crille!

Matze!

Do you want a pounding?

- Sorry.

One step further and

I rip your skull off.

Piss off fast!

Hey.

Your old man is back.

Tell us something new.

- Something really new.

F***!

- Catched us flat-fooded.

Does it hurt?

- Sure.

My mother's bum has stolen my money.

Do you have anything left?

Nope.

- How?

All gone?

- Yes.

He's likely gonna sell

our playstation.

I wish he's dead.

No, you don't wish it.

I do!

If we sell our stolen stuff

then everything is allright.

So, you mean we sell it

to a pawnshop?

Pawnshop? I know someone better.

- The captain?

Then I can't come along.

- So what?

Here it is!

- Are you sure?

Were I born here or what?

- Look at this crap!

Hey, that's not crap.

- Sure, yada-yada.

They never sold a thing.

- Can't make a living.

Of cource not but...

- Then what?

Captain Nemo is the

money laundry king.

Millions go through this door every year.

- This door?!

Hello. Where's Captain Nemo?

- Downstairs.

Come.

Hey!

- Welcome on board.

My best buddy, Polischka.

- Sit there.

Long time no see.

How's your stinking brother doing?

Sold for cheap

a long time ago.

Did he tell you about

Matze and this shop?

No?

Look at the hole over there.

This bugger knew I had a gun.

This one.

Got it from Otto. So you know:

Otto is his father and my brother.

One day a shoot-out gets off.

What the heck!

Same second

a bullet flies by me.

I jumped him but this a**hole

shot my kneecap.

This is how children are...

Did your father send you?

Did he beat you up again?

- No.

Show me what you got.

Hurry up.

Give it to me!

From where?

- Surrounding area.

I give you... 300.

this is Sterling silver 925.

What the f***, the expert.

That's mighty fine.

I know that on my own,

you whack head.

If it would be Perl silver

I would put off 50.

Ok, ok. No problem. 300.

- 300 is copacetic.

What would this be worth?

- Hand it over.

Knick-knack crap!

Look, this is a phone!

I got an idea for you:

Take it to the eyetie.

They are always happy

calling home for cheap.

You know the way?

- You mean Hamal?

Sure.

Are those genuine?

- For sure.

Best regards from Captain.

There. You can't disturb

them right know. - Yeah, right.

Hello.

Greetings from Captain Nemo.

We want to sell a cell phone.

Do you really believe we need one?

- Actually, it's for Hamal.

For Hamal.

Great. Even better.

What's your name?

- Polischka.

That's your real name?

- Nope, Michael.

That's even more f***ed up.

- I'm Hamal.

Doesn't sound italien.

- Why italien?

Captain Nemo said so.

My ass. He doesn't even

know his own descent.

I'm his friend.

- Good for you.

Why should I buy your

cell phone? - I need money.

Ok, wait here.

Take a seat.

Do you have grandfather?

- No clue. And you?

Sure.

The father of my mother.

I haven't seen him

for a long time, though.

Barut, give him the money.

Do you know what I'm wishing for?

- Spit it out.

Sometimes I wish it's quite.

Simply quite in my head.

Nobody talks, nobody's there,

everybody is gone and I have peace.

Nothing but peace.

Miriam?

Miriam, is that you?

Simone?

- Where have you been?

Here and there. The wheather

was so bad here I couldn't bear it.

So, where did you go?

- Turkey.

A few days on Rhodes.

Turkey seems to be

in these days.

I prefer classic places,

like Paris.

I would love to visit Paris again

but Klaus is busy, you know.

Really? Last week

wasn't a problem for Klaus.

We had lots of fun.

- Oh.

You're the new one.

Stay in shape.

- Don't worry.

Nobody says good bye to me.

Good bye.

Can I get something for you?

- I need a bit more time.

I see.

Who is it?

My name is Gerber.

I'm a police officer.

Oh, should I drop by later?

- It's allright. What do you want?

Dr. Peters' mansion

has been robbed.

Why do you laugh?

- Just because.

I see. You were living together.

What's your relationship to Dr. Peters?

A dead one.

Do you think I robbed him?

No.

- Did Klaus send you to terrorize me?

Dr. Peters didn't send me.

Just casual police work...

and you shouldn't talk about terror.

- I talk like I want.

We're investigating the

finger prints in Dr. Peters' house...

and need yours for reference

purposes. Doesn't take long.

All right, come in.

And again.

Now the other hand, please.

Tack.

So... one more beautiful

than the other.

Are we done?

I'll come back when your son is present.

- Not necessary. He can come to you.

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