Paradies: Hoffnung
- Year:
- 2013
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The third film
in Ulrich Seidl's trilogy "Paradise"
Can you do it?
- What?
Go check.
Melli, come on!
Hello.
- Hello.
I'm the dietician, Lilly.
- Hello.
What's your name?
- Melanie Seitz.
I need your insurance card.
- Do you have it?
Good, I'll show you your room.
Bye now, Melli.
You be good now.
If you need anything, just call.
Goodbye!
PARADISE:
HOPE:
In case you're hungry.
There.
- What?
Cool.
I have something too.
- Really?
What is it?
- It's not exactly candy, but...
It might come in handy.
Where are you?
- Here.
Hallelujah.
- What is it?
Condoms.
Well...
You don't need it? Then give it back.
I don't think so, no.
Taste good?
- Yeah.
So, boys and girls.
Rule number one:
If I blow my whistle
I want complete silence.
running across a room. Got it?
Count off!
1, 2, 3, 4...
Good.
Shows potential.
Call out your names.
- Arabel.
Arabel is number 1.
2?
Alexia.
- Alexia, no gum.
Tobias.
-3. Use your right hand.
Johanna.
Melanie.
Did you hear that about gum, ladies?
What's your name?
- Verena.
Renee.
Christoph.
Cornelia.
10, Samantha.
- You're number 10.
Ines.
- Pardon?
Ines.
- Number 11. Say it louder.
Vanessa.
- What?
Vanessa.
- Number 12.
Sebastian.
- Number 13.
Julia.
Kathi.
- That was better. You?
Simon.
- Right!
Hands on your pant seams.
Good.
Here we work with discipline, pals.
Discipline
is the cornerstone of success.
In life, in sport,
and in everything else, too.
Anyone who lacks discipline
is gonna have problems with me.
And I don't think
you want to have problems with me.
Right.
Stand up straight!
We're gonna have loads of fun,
and exercise till you drop
and the pounds melt away, ladies.
Same for the guys.
But you have to do your bit.
I can't make you lose weight.
I can't lose weight for you.
Only you can do that.
And what's first and foremost?
Discipline.
- You said it. Everybody now.
All together.
Discipline.
Well, that was very undisciplined.
So, let's hear it.
Discipline.
Better. You're making progress.
Turn to me and lift your arms.
40,
39,
44. Any medication?
- No.
Put on your shoes and wait over there.
Next?
Take off your shoes.
Stand here.
Straight. Lean back.
5' 4". Step on the scale.
I know my weight.
- Get on.
- On the scale.
165, right?
178.9.
Think you lost that much weight?
Raise your arms.
42,
35,
Medication?
- No.
Put on your shoes
and take your fitness test.
Come on, kid! Move it!
Somersaults! Not side rolls!
Go back and do it again.
On the double!
34, 35, 36...
Louder!
-43, 44, 45...
23... 24...
"If you don't like it,
you can move in with your father. "
I hear that every day.
Me too.
- Are your parents divorced?
Yes.
- Yes.
Yes.
We wanted to send Dad a Christmas card,
but he never answers.
Nice.
I see my dad every other weekend.
I see mine once a month
and that's too often.
My mom's annoying too.
My mother thinks
my friends are her friends.
Jesus...
It sucks,
'cause she's always going, like,
"When's my best friend Patty
coming over again?"
What?
- I swear.
Come on.
God, they're all a bit...
Delayed adolescence.
What?
- Delayed adolescence.
Does she dress like a teenager too?
She'd like to.
- But?
No, but she asks me,
"Do you mind
if I buy these pants at Gap?"
"Do you mind if I buy this or that?"
Seriously!
She asks me if she can buy clothes!
Line up.
In the corridor.
Group 1.
Group 2. Line up!
Faster, please.
C'mon, move it.
Okay, people.
I don't care how tired you are.
Into my torture chamber. Come on!
Move it! Move!
And...
Giddy up! Giddy up!
Like a pony.
Stay in position.
Simon!
Lift your legs, like Lipizzaners!
And... gallop!
Go on, move it!
Go on, move it! Go, go, go!
Show some spunk!
Or I'll get out my whip.
What's wrong, Verena? Come on.
When was your first time?
- I was 13.
13? That's how old I am.
So how was it?
It hurt.
- It hurt?
I don't want to scare you.
But it hurt, a lot.
Did he want to or did you?
You know:
you're 13, everybody's going,"I'm not a virgin anymore
and bla bla bla. "
So I thought,
"Fine, I won't be either. "
How long were you together?
Four weeks. A month, just over a month.
Okay.
And who ended it?
- Me.
Nobody dumps me.
You get their hopes up
and then you dump 'em?
Exactly.
- Heartbreaker.
It's their own fault.
You know what men are like. Idiots.
Why?
- Why is there a song, "Men Are Pigs"?
Because they are.
- Some, but not all.
Come on.
Some have awesome personalities.
- Yeah, but admit it...
An awesome body is better.
Not for me.
- It is for me.
Does your guy make you shave?
Or do you make him shave?
- Obviously.
But doesn't he make you?
- No.
Where do you make him do it?
Down there.
- And why don't you like it?
Get real.
If I'm, like, down, doing it...
I get all raw.
What?
- Ugh.
Come on.
- I wouldn't care.
It's like kissing if he hasn't shaved
and he has a beard.
Do you suck off your boyfriend?
- Sure!
It's gross. I could never do it.
Have you ever had sex?
- No.
You'll like blow jobs.
- I don't think so.
For sure.
I think it's gross.
- No way.
It's so gross when...
- Same as when he's going down on you.
Yeah, but...
I mean, I'm fine with normal sex.
But that...
What's "normal"?
- Well...
Well, you know.
What?
- Him on top, me below.
It's so weird.
- What?
Sucking and stuff.
Would it be weird if he licked you?
Yes.
"Stop. I don't like it. "
- Exactly.
You think it's awkward?
- It's gross.
Your turn.
Will you wait?
- Yeah.
Stomach ache. Since when?
Last night.
- Last night.
Before or after supper?
- After.
After supper.
Yes.
Melanie, Melanie...
Why are you called Melanie?
Because. Don't you like it?
Sure. It's pretty.
Take your T-shirt off, please.
Back toward me.
Now breathe in.
Deep breath.
Good. Now breathe out.
Breathe in.
Out.
In.
And out.
Very good. Turn toward me.
That was for your lungs.
And that was your heart.
Know what you hear?
You can get dressed now.
Know what you hear?
With your heart?
- Beating?
Yeah, of course.
We'd be in trouble if it didn't beat.
Want to listen?
Mine or yours?
Yours.
Now you come and dance here.
- What?
Want some deodorant?
So you don't stink so much.
Are you nuts?
In the corridor, ladies.
On the double.
Get out here!
Make it quick, ladies.
If you don't mind.
You too.
Fall in, out in the hall. Move it.
You coming?
Something wrong with your ears?
Or am I speaking too softly?
Fall in!
Ladies, get out of bed!
There are rules, people.
- Really?
Rules are there to be obeyed.
Quiet after 9:
30 p.m.Move it.
Move back.
Feet together.
Move back.
Feet together.
Quick, quick. Get up!
Well?
Don't lean against the wall.
Stand up.
A chain, ladies,
is as strong as its weakest link.
Unity through discipline.
Discipline through unity.
Understand?
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