Rabbit Without Ears Page #7

my friend! I'm firing you.

Get your crap and buzz off!

Understand?

- Okay, I'm gone in 5 minutes.

- Good.

Know what? You can see

if 'Tagesspiegel' needs a bell boy!

What an ass! What now?

Well?

- Where is everyone?

- Renaissance Theater, kids festival.

Oh.

You look pretty shitty.

I'm not doing too well.

- What you wrote about Anna was sweet.

- Really?

My editor thought it was mediocre.

- I think she liked it, too.

- Honestly?

Great.

You coming along?

- Where?

- The theater. I'm driving.

Come on!

Come.

- To the Renaissance Theater. Coming?

- lf I'm coming? I'm driving!

Oh, how wonderful.

I'm a little scatterbrained.

- Are you going in?

- I'm staying with you.

- But Ludo needs...

- He'll manage on his own.

Okay.

Well?

Yeah.

So, let's get going.

- What are you doing here?

- Can we talk?

- Now?

- Yes.

It's not the right moment.

What's so important?

- Are you two an item?

- And what if?

I like him. He's a nice guy.

He told me how he made a fool of you.

Yeah...

- Ludo, I have to go back in.

- I miss you.

- I miss you too, sometimes.

- You do?

But you and I are friends, okay?

Come on now.

I can't keep my customers waiting.

Do I look like a Porsche?

Where's the damn bear tail?

What do I know? Not my responsibility.

We're almost on, Uwe!

There it is!

Come on now!

Autographs after the show.

What are you gaping at?

Never seen a king before?

Mucky, Mucky!

Hello, my dear children!

Hello, Anna!

You can't get rid of me anymore.

I'll wait in front

of your day-care center every day.

Get off the stage!

You can't throw me out!

He's cool.

I love you, Anna!

And lots!

Hello? Hello?

Wake up!

You've slept long enough,

my RabbitWithoutEars!

I love you!

Who are you?

I'm with Universal Music.

I want to offer you a record deal.

You'll be big...

Bigger than Robbie Williams.

One million... What do you say?

I'm sorry. Not interested.

- Two million.

- I'm not for sale.

I've got other plans.

What, if I may ask?

Don't laugh,

but I want to work in day-care.

Let me get this straight. You want to

forego fame to work in day-care?

Yes.

That's me. I can't change myself.

- I know who could use some help.

- Really?

When could I start?

Immediately.

Hello! To Christian-Grtner-Strasse.

What'll it cost?

That a**hole is back there!

"You always meet twice in life."

Come on.

- Hello there.

- Hello.

How much

to Christian-Grtner Strasse?

Around 25 euros.

I'll give you 50,

but you'll have to blow me.

And the little lady gets to watch.

Do I look like a queer?

I've got 5 kids. Get out of here.

The nerve!

- I won't ask.

- No.

- Christian-Grtner Strasse? How much?

- About 25 euros.

Okay, I'll give you 50.

and 25 if you blow me

tenderly along the way.

And the little lady gets to watch.

Hey, get lost!

- It was just a thought.

- Cool.

To Christian-Grtner Strasse?

How much?

- 50 euros.

- 50 euros.

Okay, I'll give you 100.

But you have to drive by your buddies

real slowly,

happily waving,

and smiling

from ear to ear, okay?

Let's go!

David Fenske Jeffrey A. McGuire

Film und Video Untertitelung

Gerhard Lehmann AG

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