Romeos Page #3

Just because you're not the center

of attention and I am.

- Miri, I don't know who you are.

- Listen to me!

Can you just call me Lukas, please!

- Miri doesn't exist anymore.

- Too bad.

You can't stand me not following you!

Miri was sh*t!

No, she wasn't!

Lukas! Come on!

Look, they all think I'm great.

They don't know who you are yet.

No! No!

No!

No!

Go away!

You have such a rod up your arse!

Fabio, wait!

- Thanks for the lift.

- No problem.

What's wrong with you, man?

Nothing.

Hey! My jacket!

- Minnie Mouse!

- Happy birthday!

- Don't worry. He's always late.

- Hey.

- Lukas!

- Miriam, finally!

- Happy birthday!

- Thank you.

- Hi, Dad.

- Happy birthday.

You're soaking wet. What happened?

- Lukas, where are you?

- I'll be right back! Wait for me!

Lukas! My mobile! My keys!

Don't take another step!

I'll get your things! Wait there!

- Layla, take that off now. Take it off!

- I don't want to.

- Where's the other stuff?

- I hid them.

Lukas, I'm sick of this!

Let's play our little lying game.

Do you remember how we played?

- So, am I your brother or your sister?

- My brother.

- If someone asks my name, you say?

- Lukas. He's dumb...

You're pissing me off, man!

- My brother's dumb!

- That's true, totally dumb.

- Here's your jacket!

- The rest?

- I'm looking for it.

- I hid it.

- Layla, where are his things?

- I hid them!

- And who are you?

- Minnie Mouse.

- Is that chewing gum?

- Yes.

- OK.

- Cool.

Give me your gum.

I'll show you a trick. Spit it out.

- Cool!

- There!

Here's everything.

Come on, you've gotta go.

- Ciao, Minnie Mouse.

- No!

Do some more magic!

I don't want you to go!

- Shut up!

- Stupid cow!

- Get out!

- What is wrong with you?!

- I hate you and your stupid secret!

- Quiet!

- Lukas is a girl! Lukas is a girl!

- Shut your mouth!

- Don't talk to her like that!

- Miri's lying! She's a she, not a he!

Nobody's supposed to know that she

takes medicine to become a boy!

That's why I have to lie and tell

everyone she's my brother!

- Are you crazy! Stop it!

- Have you lost your mind, Miri?

Get lost!

Just the two of us.

What huge thighs I had back then.

Three.

Two.

One.

- Anything exciting happening?

- Not really.

- Hi.

- And you?

No, nothing special.

We're doing something tonight.

Come with us, Lukas.

Ine told me everything.

You and Fabio are over. What an arse.

You should be happy. Really.

Shall we go? Are you coming, Lukas?

- No, I'm staying in.

- It's good to distract yourself.

You can come with us.

OK, bye. Call me if you need anything.

Can I come in?

- Was my application rejected?

- Yes.

But...

Let's do this.

Nobody will check and the

porters know.

Thank you.

But I'm warning you, it's not as nice

over there as it is here.

- What's all this?

- Applications.

Do you have good doctors?

I hope so.

- You know you can always come back.

- No.

Never.

I have to go.

What do you think?

Like this or like this?

Like that.

- Do you have a date?

- It's Saturday night.

Let me make this clear.

I don't like trannies, OK?

- I'm not a tranny. I just...

- Yeah, right. Bullshit!

Let's clear some things up!

First, don't touch me!

And second, who knows?

- Ine?

- Yes.

Who else? Sven? Sven's boyfriend?

- No, of course not.

- Thank God. Let's keep it that way.

- No one needs to know that you're a girl!

- I'm not a girl!

I don't want anyone like Sven having

a go at me.

Deal?

Hey, Lukas! You came.

- What did he want?

- Nothing special.

- Having problems? Is it over?

- It's not that bad.

- Typical Fabio.

- Let's have a drink, Lukas.

The important thing is to tell

everyone that you finished it.

Otherwise, your reputation is gone.

Find someone else.

There are plenty of guys around.

- What are you having?

- A beer.

- Beer?

- Sure.

- Excuse me.

- What do you think is under her dress?

- I'm not sure.

- Think he'll really cut his dick off?

- Yes.

- No. You can't cut your own dick off.

First they cut off the balls and

then they pull the glands down.

Is that something for you, Fabio?

Make you a p*ssy? With a little clit?

- Each to their own.

- I bet.

- If they only knew who was

standing next to me. Crazy!

Tell me...

Will you have a cock?

- Is that even possible?

- Of course it is.

What do you have down there?

- Can you fall pregnant?

- Why don't you look on the internet?!

- It's explained in full there!

- Sorry. It's just so crazy.

What's so wrong with me that

nothing ever works out?

Why can't things just work out

for me, without all the sh*t,

the stress and all the psychos?

Why does everything always have to

be so hard for me?

- What's wrong?

- She doesn't know if she loves me.

Oh...

You don't have to think about it.

You feel it!

- You've become so self-centered.

- What?

You're not even listening to me,

You arse!

If she says she doesn't know,

it's still better than saying she

doesn't love you at all.

I am a poor wayfaring stranger

I'm travelling through

this world of woe

yet there's no sickness, toil

nor danger

in that bright world, in which I go.

I'm going there to see my father,

I'm going there, no more to roam

I'm only going over Jordan

I'm only going over home.

I know dark clouds,

will gather around me

I know my way is rough and steep,

but golden fields lie out before me

where God's redeemed,

shall ever sleep.

- Where should we go tonight?

- The Italian place.

- Hey, can you clean my room too?

- Need an apron?

- Not today.

Ask him if he wants some too.

- You want a noodle?

- You all right?

- Yes.

- What's that? What is it?

- None of your business.

- What's wrong? Why are you running?

- Why? Can't you keep up?

Of course, you retard.

- Are you taking tablets?

- Give them here.

- Do they give you muscles?

- Bigger than yours.

- Give them to me.

- No, are you crazy?

Come on!

Hey, all right?

No.

OK, you?

Ok, see you soon.

My date. I have to go. Ciao.

I was looking for Ine but

I can't find her.

Something terrible has happened.

Guys are shits.

Twenty four SMS messages.

I thought I'd just take a look and

there were twenty four SMS messages.

It's strange, right? He said he

needed a second mobile for work.

It's been going on for three weeks.

He says he loves me.

Guys are shits.

It's all behind me now.

- Being alone is much better.

- Absolutely.

- No stress, no worries...

- To being alone!

To being alone!

- Guys are shits.

- Fabio's a sh*t.

- And your shitty boyfriend.

- Shitty ex-boyfriend.

Fight, Sven, fight!

- With you!

- With you!

You're really sweet, Lukas.

- Sven, I can't.

- Of course you can. Why not?

I just can't.

- Come on.

- Sven, I'm trans.

- Trans?

- Transsexual.

Transsexual?

- What? You want tits?

- No, I want to get rid of them.

Whatever.

- I've never f***ed a tranny, come on!

- Stop! Get off!

- I'll stick it in the front.

- Stop! Stop!

F*** off! F*** off!

Get out now!

I said no!

C*nt!

- What are you doing?

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