The Crocodiles Page #3

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- I don't care!

Can we play here if we use crutches?

- Of course.

But that makes a lot of animal holes.

You see. The grass gets ruined.

Listen up, you Dobbes!

What is the matter with you?

You probably took your bath too hot?

Clear out, fast! - Go away.

Do your own sh*t.

- I couldn't care less about that sh*t.

Hold on! You can't leave me here

alone with the handicapped!

I'm not coming. Help out!

- Yes, all kinds of time.

What is this sh*t?

Take your time, boy!

Did you break something?

- Nothing happened.

There's abuse of the

physically disadvantaged!

He is nothing here. I'm giving you

a free ticket. For the whole year, okay?

I want eight of them.

- Hi, this is the police?

One moment. Wait.

- You dirty little blackmailers.

No, please go. Hi, Mom.

Yes, we've been joking around.

Yes, joking around. If you must laugh.

- Respect. That was pretty casual.

Not bad for a cripple.

- Should we take you home?

Nothing will happen to me.

- See you tomorrow. See you later, alligator.

After a while, crocodile.

Guys, how does it look?

Small international match against the Albanians?

Yes, exactly! An international match!

Pass the ball!

Conti attack treads.

Camouflage.

Hey! Go!

Hey, Frank, help me. Thanks.

Isn't that painful?

This is music!

- A super ringtone for you, Jorgo!

It sounds like you on the toilet!

- You've got no taste in music.

Welcome to the new headquarters!

- Yes!

This belongs to one of the dealers

in the city. The profile fits.

The Rocker's wares!

- Do they have the treads as well?

Nah. But they followed us.

- He was angry over a motorbike!

That's from the three guys.

The profile fits.

Motocross bikes.

One of which was brand new.

And one had a camouflage jacket in

a backpack.

So one jacket says it all.

Quickly now!

Make way!

Be right back.

- What?

Hannes!

Do you know how awful for me

this is? Yes. Tomorrow, 3 pm.

Sh*t.

Hey!

Old man, what's a Mongoloid doing here?

Spazzo, what are you doing here?

Going for a run.

Tell no sh*t, pickled herring.

- Yes, pickled herring.

You rolled all the way here alone?

Without mom without dad?

Without Mom, without Dad!

- He's one of us.

Check out the toads. What are you

doing here you little turtles?

No trespassing. Can't you read?

- As well as you can.

You're pissing us off.

I'll give you two minutes.

Two minutes, yes.

- Or what?

Or what? I don't know...

- Leave him alone!

Or I'll tell Dad that you took

the Sprinter again.

You wouldn't do that.

- This is your brother?

Hey, little boss!

You're showing yourself to be a sh*t!

Not!

- Leave it!

Then leave, old man.

Want to dance? Dance on!

- Leave our cabin in peace!

Hannes! Leave it.

Come here!

Be careful, he's coming!

That was a third time, Dennis!

If I catch you here again, I'll

make you into croc' skin bags.

Is that clear? Is that clear?

K... h...

- It's clear.

Okay then.

Come on, Achmed.

- Heh!

W... w... we could build a

new hut at the old mill.

What would Dennis have wanted here?

He would have stopped to look around.

Like us. - With the Sprinter?

We should call the police.

That's my brother! Do you get that?

You're not calling anyone!

Syd Barrett of Pink Floyd got strung out

and no one supported him.

But the band held a place for

him till the end.

Is that how it goes in German too?

- I don't want to diss Dennis.

And the reward?

- F*** the reward!

Frank is a German,

But still our brother.

And since Dennis is his brother, we're

all quasi brothers. Theoretically.

But I have the same jacket

seen at the break-in!

Everyone has a jacket like that!

- The tire tracks are identical!

We still know nothing!

The cripple thinks he's important

with his fictional stories!

Let him drool on himself, since he

can handle everything on his own.

He's no longer a crocodile.

He's just a f***ing cripple!

These were in the Sprinter.

From my mom's shop.

Dennis bought that.

- And the 10 others in the Sprinter?

Liar!

I got it! Your brother is an ass!

A burglar! - What do you mean?

Olli, say something!

- Hey, man! Frank is one of us.

Dennis is a spaz, but not a burglar.

- He is guilty!

We can't accuse him without evidence!

- How much do you need?

Then I'll go alone to the police.

- Crocodiles stick together. Always!

If you implicate Dennis, you're out!

- My mom has no more coal.

We have nothing to eat. If I don't have

the 1000 euros tomorrow

we'll have to move away again.

- Nobody wants you here anyway! Traitor!

Maybe they'll get some other justice.

We have really don't have enough evidence.

Maybe he's really not guilty.

- Are you stabbing me in the back?

First, you blackmailed me so I'd

take you with me when I didn't want to.

And now you're backing them.

- Hannes, this isn't against you.

Nah, sure. Maybe it would be better

for me if I moved away.

Maybe I'll find true friends.

Hannes!

Hannes, wait!

- Mom is really right.

You can rely on no one

except yourself!

We want you to help!

- Who is "we"? You and the crocodiles?

Do you believe they'll still be

interested in you tomorrow?

We can't do anything with you!

We brought you in only

so that we can find the burglars!

You can go right back home!

No one here needs you anymore!

Kai, where were you?

- It's still not dark.

Why didn't you call? We worried!

- I forgot.

You're all wet!

You're hypothermic. You know

how dangerous that is.

I'm okay! Don't you have something else

to do other than sit around and worry?

Other mothers have jobs.

Or friends for coffee.

They have no children with disabilities,

who are so dependent on them.

I finally figured it out.

I'm dependent on no one.

And certainly not on you.

Leave it!

Don't you have other sh*t to do?

Ironing or something?

Do you have to stand here

and stare at me?

I'm coming alone.

Well, are you a crocodile?

- Well, are you a nerd?

What about you? Have you made a mess

or why are you in such a good mood?

No, I'm not making any more messes.

- 'Scuse me, you're a real adult.

How exactly is it going in your club?

- Good. Cool. It's really fun.

Nice. I'm glad that you have

found friends.

You, Mom?

- What is it, my big guy?

Good luck with the test tomorrow.

Thank you. But instead wish me

lots of customers tomorrow.

Otherwise I have to work tomorrow,

so we can scrape the rent together.

Or will you nab more criminals

and claim the reward? - I will.

Do you have gummi bears?

Get them for yourself.

Do you have a broken heart, or what?

Shut up, Olli.

You must stop them!

Yo, Albanians do you want to play?

- Yes.

Who ratted? You have to tell me,

who ratted on us!

Was it you?

Are you crazy? Are you stupid?

How can you ask me that old man?

Go away. Do it for your country!

Don't we all want to take a

trip together tomorrow?

Once again, to the zoo?

- No. Something cool.

Dad, if you suggest it,

it's automatically uncool.

The old brick factory on the outskirts

will be demolished tomorrow. - What?

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