The Crocodiles Page #2

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Hey, big guy. Well?

What did you order for your racer?

Chiptuning, low side panels,

rocket-turbo. The usual.

Quite the father. Have a look here,

I've brought something.

Wow. With steel spikes.

- Of course.

Tell me, isn't that too dangerous?

- It will build strength.

The doctor certainly said

he should play sports.

What did I tell you, you ass?

You may not drive the Sprinter!

That could cost me my job! - Yes...

Now I'm talking to you! Man!

The green belongs to me!

Bah! Olli! Man, you're disgusting.

- What is it?

Do you think I want to eat your

slobbery gummi bears?

You wanted the green one.

- But not from your mouth! Idiot!

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Here!

Mom!

Mom, are you okay?

Wha...

- They've invaded the store.

It was ransacked

I was still in there.

Then I wanted to get out

and then to have the...

Well, sh*t.

Then I'd call the police.

Soon it'll be 8. You need to go

register for the exam.

Nah, the police must come.

- Until then, you're stuck.

Forget it. To recoup the losses,

I must work through the whole month.

That's not fair!

Did you study for years for that!

I can help you somehow.

I could help out more around here.

Or catch the burglars

and collect the reward.

That is sweet of you,

but you're still too small.

Too small? We're a team, Mom!

You take your examination

I'll stop pestering you.

Yes, but...

- No but! I'm a crocodile.

I fell 10 meters off the roof.

I'm not too small!

I do not always have to wear the

clothes my cousin has.

I'd like time to go on vacation,

like other kids.

I like time to do things with you.

That will only happen if you earn more.

Please, sign up for the exam.

I don't need long.

I promise.

Can you go the way the firefighters

took on the way back. Go faster.

Kai here.

- Hannes here.

You know where the burglars are, right?

Am I the all-knowing? Of course!

- Tell me.

Then I'll take you to the crocodiles.

- I do not know if I have time...

Ok, just for you. Let's say, Wednesday?

- Let's say in a half an hour?

Okay. That'll work.

- Bye

Did you find my headset?

- Surely it was burned.

Really? It's a gift from my Mom!

- Don't blubber around and pick up!

I found a small TV!

Great, Jorgo. Really great.

This is your hiding place?

Pretty f***ed up.

What does he want here?

- To take a look.

Are we a hospital?

- Only we're allowed to see the quarters!

Right now there aren't any quarters.

- Shut up, smartass.

What happened?

- Frank's brother burned everything.

Or the taliban from the ghetto.

The gypsies. Or your family, Jorgo.

I'm not a gypsy!

- Let's find someplace new.

Ecologically speaking, a tree house

isn't acceptable. - Yes, and where?

The players are always the great ones.

- No, there better not be.

How about the old bridge?

- The bums have their camp there.

The old brick factory!

- Who's asking?

He's coming along.

- He's a spaz!

He saved my life!

- Exactly. Kai earned it!

When Jorgo wanted to join, at first

we were all against it. - What?

But now we like him.

Is someone still against it?

Well, then Kai comes with us.

People!

He can sit and watch from there.

- As an observer.

Anyone have another idea?

Olli, Frank and I hold him and

Mary, you fold up the wheelchair.

And if you drop him?

- Then I'd still be paraplegic.

We'd all go to jail for that.

Nah. Parents are responsible for

their kids. They'd go to jail.

Okay then.

Wow.

- Cool place.

Like an Athenian ruin.

This is a definite danger of collapse.

Frank and I will look up on top.

Jorgo and Elvis, check the front.

Peter und Maria, you check the back.

Hannes will look after our guest.

Bah! Are you sure

that the front is alright?

I'm disabled, but not blind.

Abandoned.

I see how to get there.

Maybe the burglars are still here.

- No, they'd probably come at night.

Hannes.

- Maria.

What are you doing here?

Peter's getting his helmet. Because

of the danger of collapse. - I see.

That thing looks pretty rotten.

- Oh, I know all about ladders.

Look, totally stable.

Sh*t!

Run!.

- This way!

The rail!

You're underneath the rail. Get out!

Hannes, I'm stuck!

Faster! You have to to get away!

Take off the shoe.

- I can't!

Hurry up! Go!

- Go!

Hannes! Please! Do it!

- Watch it!

Hannes, quick!

Maria? Hannes?

Sh*t.

- They're supposed to be dead.

Nonsense! Don't talk such sh*t, man!

Jorgo, call the fire department. - Alright.

Dortmund Emergency, hello.

- A margarita with extrasharp salami.

What, emergency?. 'Scuse me,

am foreigner, I miss-dialed.

You're full of sh*t sister.

- Like always, stop it.

People? Maybe you want to check

underneath this one time.

Radical!

Ancient. What is that? Crazy.

Olli, open up.

- It's locked up, man.

Come, let me see.

- Whoa! What is this worth?

- More.

Much more.

- A million?

A 1000 euro reward

for finding the burglars.

Burglar? Here?

Conti Road-Attack treads. New!

- Hey, Indiana Jones, what's with them?

Standard tires.

Almost every car has these.

But these are really cool.

- Ok, I'll go to the police.

You? We all found the compound.

- The reward is open to everyone.

If the cops lie in wait,

they'll be warned, and stay out of sight.

Then we have to catch them ourselves.

The treads are a good trail. - Yes.

We need to find the things.

We'll observe the suspects.

And if they strike,

we'll grab them. - And how?

We'll follow them with the wheelchair?

- The goods must be back on sale!

One moment.

I've seen it on CSI.

Uh-oh, she's looking.

Do you have to piss too?

- Nope, I can manage.

We won't watch either.

- I don't need to.

You sweat it out or what?

- We could lift you up.

This is still a long day without a toilet.

- How long? I mean, what do you mean by that?

If I get pissed on, I'll flip out.

Will you get it out for him?

- With which hand then, you bum?

Once it's out, I need somebody to pound

on my belly. Reflex discharging.

Peter, come for the reflex discharge

and get Kai's dick out?

W... w... what?

Okay, volunteers.

Oh man, guys!

You touched him!

- What of it? It's just a pecker.

Maria? I think Hannes must also

have an emergency.

Oh.

Babies!

Ok, I printed out the profiles.

Bye.

See you later.

- See you later.

Hey, you skulker!

What are you doing here?

Hey!

I got here late again.

R... R... Run!

Get out!

- This way! Run!

Olli!

Get out!

Were you at the Pimp-my-wheelchair?

- Hide! Hide!

Gone!

Watch it.

- I don't know her.

You look around.

Now they're looking over here.

Act disabled. Go!

- And how should I act like that, you bum?

We pissed them off.

They're gone.

Hey. You there. Yes, I mean you!

You can't take your chair here

across the grass.

I would much rather walk.

- Wait a minute. Look at the grooves!

Do you know what the grass costs?

- Are the disabled banned around here?

Just because he's in a wheelchair,

he's not allowed to play here?

I don't understand.

- Let's translate it to you, Maccaroni!

I'm not Italian!

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