Little Thirteen Page #3

- We're fine.

Do you have the right size?

- We won't steal them. Yes, we have.

On second thoughts,

you can help us.

Hang on.

Is that the right size?

- Yes!

We don't have A-cups.

- You can only take three items.

One, two... and three.

- That's five.

No, it looks like a granny's bra.

- Think so? - Don't you?

Try this one on. - That one?

- It's a bit see-through.

How much is it?

- Let's have a look.

What are you doing?

Just see how much it is.

49.90, my dear. - Really?

- Yep. - Sh*t.

But it looks really hot on you.

- Please!

Hand it over.

Don't you want to buy some undies, too?

I don't feel like trying anything on.

Oh, come on!

I'll have a fat belly soon

and I'll look like sh*t.

- I think pregnant women are beautiful.

You may, but guys don't.

Put it in a bag to wash it.

Excuse me? - Yes?

- Do you have a trash bin?

Over there.

- Give it to me.

I'll throw it away.

You're welcome!

Have a nice day.

Daddy!

Robert!

Daddy! - What's up?

- It's me. Let me in.

Why?

- I've brought you something.

No.

- I've got a job. Let me in. - Daddy.

Go on, Yvonne, let me in.

I've got a job as a warehouseman.

Now I can give you some money.

Open the door, man!

- Get lost.

Let me in, man! - No.

- Yvonne, let me in, now!

Let me... Robert, open the door.

- Robert!

Open the door, son.

Open it, buddy.

- I want to see Dad!

Yvonne, come on, let me in.

Man!

You stupid c*nt, let me in!

Let me in right now!

I'll kick this door in, you stupid c*nt!

Robert...

- Man!

I'm sorry.

Yvonne!

Mommy!

Where's the puzzle piece?

- No idea.

Give me the puzzle piece.

- I don't have it... - Robert, give it to me!

Where is it?

- I don't have it! - Where is it?

Look at this place! It could be anywhere.

I don't have it. - Where is it?

Leave me alone.

Mommy!

Yes...

Drink.

Go on.

Nele!

Nele, come on.

"A real shame.

Dad."

"A real shame.

Dad."

So, did you ask?

Yeah, but I have to name the dad

for maintenance reasons.

Then they'll talk about an apartment.

- Melli got one without naming him.

Why did you let them brush you off like that?

It's not like you. - No idea.

Sh*t.

Now where can I find a dad?

Got a smoke?

You really should quit.

You drank a lot yesterday, too.

It doesn't matter at first.

If they're harmed, they'll push off.

- And you can kiss the apartment goodbye.

What do I care.

Nothing I look forward to ever works out.

I wanna have fun now.

See which one of these guys would make

the best dad. - How do you mean?

Before you name anyone,

you first see who's best for you.

You think of some criteria he has to meet,

like does he drink?

Then you meet them and

whoever scores the most points,

is the daddy.

Maybe the Turk wouldn't be bad.

Arab.

- Whatever.

He's doing an apprenticeship, right?

- Yes.

I've forgotten where.

But...

The deal was that we see

each other once and never again.

Crappy rules are there to be broken.

Just meet him again.

Yeah, wouldn't be bad, maybe.

- What about Tim?

I can't talk to Tim.

And the other one?

No dick is as hard as life.

Why won't you tell me who the other guy is?

- I forgot his name.

I told you three times already.

- What did he look like?

Don't know.

You're worse than the welfare office!

We shouldn't have secrets from each other.

We don't.

Like I said, I forgot. What's the problem?

F*** yourself! What's gotten into you?

- Slut!

C*nt!

Shouldn't you put them in the mailboxes?

- No.

Have you been doing this long?

- Two weeks.

Does it earn well?

- So-so.

What do you do it for?

Xbox.

Shall we go on?

It's cold...

- You're cold?

He's coming.

What's he doing?

- I can't see anything.

Come on.

Wait.

Charly, come on!

Listen...

I've decided to do as you proposed.

- What?

I'm meeting all three of them again.

- I see. What made you change your mind?

Nothing much.

I already saw one of them today.

Which one?

- Tim. - And?

He's none the wiser.

I've got it!

Really pretty.

Lukas will be pleased.

You look really hot, now come on!

- Yeah. - I'll be...

He's coming!

- Sh*t!

Hurry!

Get down!

Come over here!

Sh*t, sh*t!

Give me your hand.

Come on.

Come into my arms!

- No!

Have you got the stuff?

- In my bag.

Come on.

Get your dirty fingers off of me!

Sorry.

Sh*t.

Doreen?

What's wrong?

Who are you chatting with?

None of your business.

We've just f***ed!

And you're chatting with the next guy?

Do we have a problem?

Do we...

- You have!

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

- What?

You keep serving the same three-course meal.

I didn't know I was running a restaurant.

What three-course meal?

Groping, on top and doggie style!

It's boring. Boring!

You're obsessed by sex. It's all you think of!

- I'm just being honest.

You drool over every guy you meet!

You're a nymphomaniac. You're sick!

- Piss off. Get out of my apartment!

Are you crazy?

Piss off!

Now who's drooling?

Get out.

And you, put some clothes on!

You're way too old for me anyway.

You're old. You're not a child anymore.

- Piss off! - You're not a teen!

You're a mother!

Do you really want this?

F*** this!

Did you have a fight?

You look pretty.

So what are you up to?

- A party.

At Dennis's.

- Wanna come along?

It's okay.

Sweetie.

Go on.

Daddy.

EARGASM:

We have to go left, right?

- I don't know.

Make a decision.

- Where are we going?

You have some awesome plans.

Then what?

I don't know.

Get married, a cool wife,

three kids,

all of them good-looking,

intelligent, just like their mom.

How about you?

Me?

Yeah.

What do you want to do one day?

Go on welfare.

Welfare?

Chill and get money.

Why did you call me?

Let's go in the back. This is no good.

- Wait.

Go on.

- Wait...

Come.

You coming?

Hello?

Hello!

I'm not in right now, or I can't talk.

Call again, or tell me what you want.

Your time starts now!

It's me.

I just met Kadir.

He's a square.

A slick bastard.

Listen,

I don't know if I can make it to the party.

Although I'd like to.

Absolutely. I'd really like to.

I'd really like to have a dad.

Someone to look after the little one and...

and after me, too.

PUZZLE COMPLETE?

INCOMPLETE:

HOW MANY PIECES MISSING?

COMPLETE:

Nele.

- Remember?

Your first true love.

The day you learned to swim.

"I don't want your kids.

Stop wasting time..."

No, that wasn't right.

"Stop wasting time.

I don't wanna talk.

Better go and have an intimate shave!

I don't want your kids, so hurry up!

I just wanna f*** you..."

"... now take off your clothes

or I'll put you on the next bus home!"

Come on.

Well, f*** you!

Come on, man, I can't.

What's up?

A beer, please.

A large beer.

Don't drop your ash on the floor!

This is a decent bar.

Excuse me?

Excuse me, do you know where Maik is?

- Who? - Maik.

I can't hear you, it's so loud here!

- Maik! - He was just here.

Where's he gone?

He probably went to the bathroom.

Thanks.

Put it on my tab, okay?

Cheers!

Have you seen Lukas?

No. No idea.

- Man, where is he?

Upstairs?

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