Poppitz Page #5

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Mercedes, don't worry.

Leave her alone...

Be more careful.

You're not bad yourself.

lt's so humiliating.

They only had yellow,

but, l figure for the beach...

lt's very nice.

-lsn't it?

l'm starved.

Then let's eat.

What's that?

Delicious.

We're trying everything.

Erwin, what do you want?

Yuck, no.

Look son,

eat, it's all for free.

Yes, it's ALL all inclusive.

Oh there you are.

Yuck...

That's way yellow.

May l ask where you were?

You may.

New top?

Chic, chic.

What are we up to tonight?

Hi, sweetheart.

We had so much fun.

You missed a great party.

Where's our little girl?

Beats me,

l don't think she's

a little girl anymore.

Want an apple?

No.

You shouldn't eat

so much fruit either.

Yes, Papi.

ls something on your mind?

Halt.

Come, little guy...

Nighty-night.

Hey,

what's up with you?

With me? Nothing. Why?

l'm just shifting

into vacation mode.

Hold on.

l think l have to...

There she is. Patricia.

My baby.

Who did this?

What happened?

Morning.

Did she sleep outdoors last night?

Yeah...

My what a big hickey.

Kids these days...

Until we go home l ought to

lock you in your room, hm?

What were you doing all night?

Do you need to ask?

Sorry,

l don't want to know the details.

lt looks like you had

a fun night too, eh?

Watch your tongue,

your mom threw up all night.

l threw what?

Why, because of you again?

Sorry, sweetheart.

Morning.

Solid blow.

What do we do with this child.

C'mon, Erwin, do something.

Dad, l think...

What's wrong? Do something.

Look what he did.

Guess where l found this.

Breakfast buffet?

Let me tell you about...

Remember it,

so you can tell him later.

All right, turkey,

time to talk turkey.

You lucky man,

you want go visit temple city.

Right you.

l make list.

Mrs. Lena already sign up.

l'm through playing around.

Back on official duty?

Sorry you're having problems.After

all,we want you to feel at home.

Shut the f*** up.

Number one:

my suitcase is not here.

Fine.

Number two:

l can't use the phone.

Fine.

Three:
it's virtually impossible

...

to leave this facility.

Fine.

Number four:

the food is so lovingly prepared

...

that my wife doesn't know ...

which end to eliminate it.

Fine.

Number five:

there are 27 of us in my bungalow-

me, my family,

and 24 cockroaches.

Fine.

A perfectly normal vacation.

Actually, yes.

Exactly.

But then number six:

your activity studs are

hitting on my underage daughter...

Hitting on her?

-Yes,

hitting on her.

l don't want to know

what went on last night...

When does the bus

for the temple city leave?

ls there something wrong with you?

Departing at the front gate at

Please sign up here.

Already signed up,

in big fat letters.

You Germans think you

own the world, don't you?

But we're not your annexed

minions anymore.

Yeah OK,

that was below the belt.

But so what.

For me that's not the point,

l can't accept ...

the fact that l'm about to lose

my job to a Kraut.

On what account?

What do you have that we don't?

Sophistication, women adore it.

More than your measly come-ons.

Well, have a

nice day and relax.

l'll personally see to it

that you get your suitcase.

And the exterminator

is on his way.

Yeah OK, thanks.

My wife has a thing about bugs.

Here everybody with everybody.

Speaking of which,

about my daughter...

The culprits will be punished,

all of them.

What do you mean, all?

l was hoping it was just one.

Whatever.

ln the name of Happy Holidays

you and your wife are ...

invited to a romantic candlelight

dinner on your terrace.

Thanks,

l feel sick already.

Well, gentlemen...

Of all of you,

just Mr. Schatzl...

Schartl.

Mr. Schartl is lagging

behind in the sales.

Yes well,

Mr. Poppitz, uh...

Sales statistics aren't always

what meets the eye, y'know...

But l'm sure ...

Bertram can explain

that better than l can, right?

No idea

what you're talking about, Gerry.

For years l helped you,

tolerated your incompetence...

Now l've had it.

You think you can get away

with everything...

My dear Mr. Schackl,

Bertram Klingelmeier and l have

...

discussed the matter and decided

...

we will be moving on without you.

I'm an idiot. Yes.

I'm the absoIute ...

biggest idiot.

Hurry up please.

Or the temple will cave in on us.

Everybody into the bus.

ln Cosamera ...

l threw my life away.

And l'm so close to my goal.

FUTURE:

All right boys,

finish the nerd off.

Yes sir, Mr. Poppitz,

with pleasure.

Sh*t.

l'm starting to look like Mama.

Let's go, faster, faster.

Keep it moving.

Can you believe this?

Up you go -

hurry up and take your seats.

Faster please.

Oh terrific.

Men. Always exposing their film

before they enter the temple.

Where is lunch box?

There aren't any,

it's only an hour drive.

No lunch box, hour too long.

l stay here.

This one's for the runs,

this one's for your circulation.

These are for Pumpkin's

high blood pressure.

l think l stay here.

l don't feel good.

You don't want to miss the temple

city. Booked is booked.

Please, get in.

Good morning and happy holidays.

That was weak.

One more time.

Good morning and happy holidays.

OK that was good.

Here. Suitcase.

Right you?

Right you.

Everything cool, everyone happy.

OK everything cooI,

everyone happy.

Today is competition day.

The archery championship starts

in 15 minutes.

Thorsten's aIready sharpening

the arrows.

l don't believe you somehow.

l seriously doubt

my dad went to the temple city.

You call this a temple?

lt's just a pile of rocks.

Everything OK?

Piece of original temple wall.

Great price.

l'll trade you temple ...

for Berlin Wall.

Hey you.

Don't take.

You must pay 200.

Hey, that's not from here.

That's our wall.

Not wall,

temple.

Holy but cheap.

What a slut.

You said it pumpkin. Awful.

lmpressive, yes?

Yes.

A bit chilly, don't you think?

Soon we'll be sitting in

the rain in the city...

Yes, me in Vienna and...

Hi.

How are we doing?

Fine, thank you.

lt is a bit too cold for me,

l'm headed back for the bus.

Good idea. l will join you.

Jesus Naomi, there you are.

Come on.

We'll watch from over there,

...

or else you might get hurt.

They're all crooked anyway.

Doesn't matter.

Well, what should l do?

Suggestions?

How do l get rid of Poppitz?

First option:

l save my archenemy's life.

A shark.

Thank you.

That calls for a

little applause.

That was dumb luck.

Option number one

is slightly unrealistic.

Hey, Mr. Gerry,

how far can one of

those arrows fly?

They fly until they

hit their mark.

Daddy,

Daddy watch, film this.

Second option:

l don't save him ...

and he dies.

Damn, was that ours?

Get a picture.

Get out of the picture.

Hey, wait, that's private.

Run.

Hello. Dad,

what are you doing here?

Everything cool?

He's just borrowing a few CDs.

That's right.

A man's been badIy wounded.

HeIp us. Hurry, pIease.

Mr. Poppitz, bye-bye.

Well, l hope everyone's fine.

No. They stole my camera.

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