Mädchen Mädchen 2 (2004) - full transcript

- Here, three rooms.
- 1000 euros.

- And this one?
- Too expensive.

We'll never find an apartment.

My father's girlfriend moved
into my room.

She runs rebirthing
seminars there.

I thought it'd be better
if Lukas, my boyfriend...

If Lukas and I...

If we lived apart for a while.

For my mother,
my living at home...

was a kind of an
"image problem"...

And then I moved out.



I'm moving in with my
two best friends.

We're all non-smokers
and very quiet.

So what do you have in
three-room apartments...

at 500 euros?

Period building?
Parquet? Stucco?

Period buildings are nice.

Parquet is better than carpets.

Stucco is great, of course.

So what have you got?

Nothing.

- Here.
- Thanks.

How long before we're
allotted an apartment?

At the moment you have
to wait 2 or 3 years.

Well, my girlfriends and I...
want an apartment right now.



Preferably tomorrow.

To cut a long story short, we
want an apartment with 3 rooms.

If you have 2,000 of them,
then... nobody would notice...

if one of them
was a bit cheaper.

I don't own the apartments.
My boss does.

Sure, sure.
Okay, then...

- You study psychology, right?
- Yes.

His son is studying
the same thing.

Maybe you could ask him.

Really?

GIRLS ON TOP 2 - Loft over Love

"The rain in Spain falls
mainly on the plain."

Logopedics,
I study speech therapy.

You can't sit here
without a drink.

I'd like a glass of tap water.

- Half a litre would be great.
- Coming up.

His name is
Sebastian Bernstein.

Yeah?

Now I just have to meet him.

- And he'll give us an apartment.
- Sure!

And then he'll marry
me, as well.

Free fitness-training session?

- Great!
- It's yours if you separate this.

- Free fitness training?
- No, thanks.

- Yes.
- I mean yes.

=Hello.
- Thanks. -Welcome

- Well?
- All too expensive.

I've found a way,
but it may take a while.

But the son of the guy with the
2,000 apartments studies with me...

Hello?

Yes, she's here.
One moment.

Lukas.

Is something wrong?

Okay, I'll come by later.

I think I've got 100
euros in the bank.

Okay, see you later.
Bye.

He needs money again?

Right. Sure.

Did you manage it?
Super! And you?

Great. This is for you.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

Thanks!

And 800 students
live here, really?

But not all on the
sixth floor.

We can put all the boxes on the
bed and the mattress on the floor.

Otherwise I can't
get at the closet.

Yeah, okay.

Is it really okay if we
stay a couple nights?

Yeah, sure.

I mean, if you've
got nowhere else.

- 'ello, Flin.
- Hello.

- Can you 'elp me with my computer?
- Sure!

This is Beatrice.
We share a bathroom.

Beatrice, this is
Inken and Lucy.

- 'Ello!
- Hello.

The "h" is formed in the glottis.

If you French people
have such a thing.

Pardonee?

Par..don!

There's no "e" sound.

Pardonee!

Okay,..

..Bitch.

Don't mention it.

Look at this messy house!

You said you'd clean up.

-For the thousandth time!
-Oh!

I don't believe this.

Every time I come home this
place looks like shit.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Now I've got nothing
left in the bank.

I'm off to university.

- I've got my first patient today.
- Really?

I remember recording my
first song in the studio.

The first time is always
something special, you know?

- Will you clean up?
- Sure.

I did it the last 80 times.

Yes!

We're riding at a fast, even
pace on a flat road.

The sun is shining, the wind
is blowing through our hair.

Excuse me.

'Ello.

Hello!

Okay, now uphill!

If you can't make it,
change gears.

- Everything 'unky dory?
- Yes, everything's hunky dory.

And go!

Damn, shit, crap!

'Arry 'ad a 'at on 'is 'ead.

That's five "hs".

No! I can't eat so many sweets!

Again.

'Arry 'ad a 'at on 'is 'ead.

Another 50 metres.

Home stretch! Sprint!

And stop!

You're not allowed to
bring your own drinks.

Hey.

Hello.

- Just a little prick.
- I don't take injections.

Sorry, but you need
an anaesthetic.

But I don't take injections.

- How old are you anyway?
- 21.

You're 17 at the most.
I want a real doctor!

Hello, I'm Johann...

..Röderer.
I look after new students.

Hello. Lena.

He thinks I'm only 17...

and won't let me treat
or anesthetize him.

Hello, I'm Dr. Röderer.

If you prefer it, we can
work without an anesthetic.

Lena, suction, please.

Open wide.

- Which one is it?
- The 2/6.

Anesthetic?

Are you coming to
the dentistry party?

Me? Yeah... Where's it at?

Here.

Not strictly legal.

Only for insiders.
You coming?

We met at the university
when my wife...

was treating her first patient.

From now on we'll treat
all our patients together.

- Are you coming?
- Yeah, maybe I will.

Fine. Looking forward to it.

Where's the cup? Shit!

Damn!

- I'm really sorry!
- Not a big deal.

- You ran into me too!
- What?

It's not my fault.

Don't think I'm buying
you a new shirt.

Don't worry about it.

And you don't have
to buy me a coffee.

Oh, thanks, that's nice of you.

Could you lend me one euro?

- Here.
- Cool. Thanks.

- What semester are you in?
- The eighth.

Really?

Do you know Sebastian Bernstein?

Why?

- Do you need an apartment?
- Yes.

Everyone comes onto him when
they want to get an apartment.

- So do you know him or not?
- No, I don't know him.

Pity.

- What semester are you in?
- Fourth.

Do you know anyone who
might know him?

Nope.
Do you want to get a coffee?

I've already got a coffee.

Thanks anyway!

Okay, I was lying.
I do know him.

- We're going to the cinema this evening.
- Really?

Want to come?

- Okay, I'll give you my number.
- Okay.

Hold this a sec.

Fine. Then we'll call
about this evening.

- Yes, fine.
- Fine.

- See you then.
- See you then.

2,000 apartments.
Take your pick!

I can't possibly accept.
Or can I?

I'm so sorry!

My lens!
My contact lens!

My contact lens must be
here somewhere.

Don't move!
My contact lens!

Hey.

Hello?

Yes, I was at your
office this morning.

No! Where?

480 euros?

That's great!

Yes, we'll be right over.
I'll call my girlfriends.

Thanks!

SPEAK NOW

- Lucy.
- Floozy.

- Lucy.
- Rudi.

Hey Lucy, it's me!

You won't believe it.

The real estate agent
has a bargain for us.

Yeah, we can view
it right now.

First I have to go home
for my glasses.

Bye.

Be very calm.

Labour has begun...

But we are still inside the womb.

Excuse me.

I need my old glasses.

Mr. Schwiekowsli, that's going
to be a breech birth!

You've got your arse
facing the wrong way.

Turn, turn...

- Sorry.
- Just leave it there.

I need my old glasses.
I can't see a thing.

Keep breathing.

Just keep breathing.

Let's look forward
to the birth canal.

You selfish little freak!

Inken, hello.

I'm off again, just
getting my glasses.

- I lost one of my lenses.
- The glasses look really nice.

Papa, I picked them
out when I was 12...

and even then
they were childish.

Can't you give
me a little money?

I can't run around
looking like this.

Of course.

- But don't tell Christine.
- You're a pet.

Oh.

- How's the apartment-hunting going?
- I have to go look at a place.

A bargain. I better hurry.

The cellar is dried out and
we're putting in a lift here.

- Is that a guarantee?
- Of course. I'll be right with you.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Are you also
looking at this place?

- Sure, at that price!
- It's not all that cheap.

Well, you won't get anything
cheaper in Munich.

Oh, really?

I mean, with this kitchen, all this
space. It's incredible for that price.

Yeah, sure.

- May I ask you what you do for a living?
- Me?

I'm a logopedics student.

- And your husband?
- I haven't got one.

- You have rich parents, then?
- No, my father's a teacher...

and his girlfriend
runs rebirth courses.

Did you have a difficult birth?

Not really. I came into
the world in one hour.

No! Me too!

Inken? There you are!

- Our apartment is next door.
- Oh, right.

Is it as nice as this one?

Not Really.

Maybe we'll be neighbors soon.

- You okay?
- It's nothing!

Come on.

The apartment is
free for 3 months.

After that the lift will be installed.

We usually don't rent
places like this.

It's a real bargain.

And as you seemed in such a rush
I decided to do you a favor.

Okay! A walk-in closet.

- Now that's something.
- Let's see.

That's the third room.

Three rooms for 480 euros.

This apartment is amazing.

You know what amazes me?

I quite like it, actually.

I think we should take it.

Good. Then you can sign
the lease tomorrow.

I've got business next door.

I've never seen such
an ugly apartment.

After we've talked about
my commission...

there should be no problem.

- And your bike?
- I'll pick it up later.

He's so sweet!
He lives next door.

A Porsche driver?

Well, I like Porsches.

I couldn't get my bed
into that room.

After I meet Bernstein tonight...

we'll get a palace, for free!

Why are you being so rotten?

I don't go running after guys
just because they've got money.

So you'd rather
live in a closet?

- Lucy, Lena!
- You idiot!

At least I have sex.

When did you
last sleep with Lukas?

- None of your business.
- Must be a while ago.

Super. I haven't
had sex for 6 months.

You know nothing about love.

- Lena!
- It's true!

I think you've turned into Luka's
mother, that's why there's no sex.

Because you don't
fuck your mother.

No way I'm moving in with you.

Lena!

- But it's true!
- Well, fuck both of you!

Are you coming or going?

Hey, you'll be the first to know!

Men!

I don't know what's keeping him.

- I don't think he's coming.
- Rubbish.

He's probably just parking.

Ah, there he is!

No, it's not him.

Well then. We can leave
his ticket at the desk.

I'll wait here.

Then I'll wait as well.

The dentist says to
his patient:

"You don't have to open that wide."
"Why not, Doctor?

"Don't you want to drill?"

"Yes I do..But I don't want to fall in."

- You leaving already?
- Me?

No. I just got here.

Thanks.

Would you like a cup of tea?

- Yes, please.
- Okay, I'll be right back.

Isn't Flin here?

No. Do you see him here?

Can you ask him if
he comes to me?

I don't know if he
comes to you.

Tell him I have a
little problem.

Yes, I imagine you have.

It was a nice evening.
Thanks for the lift.

It was a pleasure.

Do you have to buy a lot of
instruments next semester?

Don't remind me.

I've got plenty of things,
good as new.

Do you want them?

You're beautiful.

I think I drank a little too much.

Shall I go in with you?

No thanks, I'll be fine.

I'll call you.

- What are you doing tomorrow?
- Me? Plenty.

- And the day after?
- Even more.

Pity.

I wanted you to meet
Mr. Bernstein.

- Oh, like this evening, right?
- I don't know what happened to him.

Like I said, he hates women who only
want to get an apartment from him.

I wouldn't put it to him like that.

How then?

The way all girls do,
with charm.

With charm? I haven't seen
much evidence of that.

Are you trying to analyze
me or what?

No need. You're too easy
to see through.

Me? I'm easy to see through?

- Yes!
- No!

You're easy to see through.

What kind of game are
you playing here?

I'll bet that you don't even
know Sebastian Bernstein.

You've lost the bet.

He's one of my best friends.

Yeah, sure. And the next
time he's your brother?

Okay, have a nice evening.

- See you around.
- I don't think so.

-You filmed this?
-Uh huh.

They're so beautiful.

Would you take me with you?

Sure.

Hey, Inken. Hello, Flin.

Am I disturbing you?

Not at all.

Not in the least.

- How are things?
- Pretty good.

- You want something to drink?
- Yeah. Maybe tea.

It's over between me and Lukas.

- Have you met someone new?
- No!

Yes, I have.

- Hey. Where have you been?
- Hey. At the cinema.

- How was it?
- Pretty good.

- Good film?
- The film was pretty boring, really.

Lena's there too.

- Sorry.
- No problem.

It's so nice of you
to let us sleep here.

Don't mention it.

What's that?

That's Beatrice.

The one I share the
bathroom with.

She eats everything in the fridge,
then throws it all up again.

Huh. Sexy!

- Do you fancy her?
- Not when she's throwing up.

Can't you sleep?

So, here it is.

Now you only have to pay
me... 3 months' rent deposit.

- To move in for 3 months?
- That's how it is.

- But I've got no money.
- Me neither.

No problem.
We'll manage it.

Shitty weather!

A weiner?

Would you like to take
part in a little test?

Hello! ....Dammit.

Thanks for taking the
test, Granny.

- We couldn't find anybody else.
- That's no problem.

You look at the two women...

and then you write down what they
are saying about the product.

But there's nothing there!

- Yes, you're supposed to fill it in.
- But what am I supposed to write?

That's the test, Granny!

You never said anything
about a test.

There's nothing in there!

The jackpot is an incredible
500 euros!

Every time someone in the
film says "Majesty"...

you drink a shot.
If you miss three shots...

you're out. Okay?

Let's go.

First you have to apply for an
audience with Her Majesty.

Then you have to wait until Her
Majesty grants you the audience.

Here.

Excuse me!
One moment...

Your Majesty, I humbly
beg your pardon...

for daring to address
Your Majesty.

But what happened?

Your Majesty, leaving the feast would
irreparably damage relations...

- A weiner?
- Thank you, very tasty.

A flyer for you.

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

- How much is this?
- I don't think it's for sale.

Here you go!

- How much is this?
- That's not for sale, either.

So why are you at the
flea market?

Inken, you okay?

One can tell, Your Majesty.
And the Hungarians...

who do not know Your
Majesty...

who have only read about
Your Majesty...

in the Hungarian newspapers,
they worship Your Majesty.

More than this:

They love Your Majesty.

Because they know that Your
Majesty is their good angel.

Your Majesty!

- Did you make any money?
- 10 euros.

- I put some in myself.
- What now?

My car? Not a chance!

Okay, where's the
closest subway?

- Weiners!
- Wanna try one?

Tasty!

Sorry, I have to
disappear for a sec.

- What's up with her?
- No idea.

Damn!

Hello!

I knew it was you.
What are you doing here?

- Just doing some shopping.
- Shopping?

By the way, you didn't
believe me...

but that guy over there is
Sebastian Bernstein.

- What?
- The guy with the 2,000 apartments.

- Weiner?
- No thanks.

- That's him?
- It's free!

Thanks, I don't want
a weiner.

Exactly. Come on, I'll
introduce you.

No.

- Now?
- Yeah, sure.

I'd rather not.

Lucy, what are you doing?

Pack up your weiners!
That's it for today.

Okay, I'll arrange a date for
you two if you like.

- Really?
- Sure.

Weiner?

That's right, tomorrow
morning at 10.

I can't hold it up!

Yes.

The move is running all by itself.
It's going great. Very good.

Put your box on here!
No, not you.

Ms. Meier called twice already.

Yes. I'll take care
of it personally.

Exactly. I'll pick you up from
the airport tomorrow.

That's great. Okay.
No, very good.

Hello? Hello?

- Everything okay?
- I'm fine.

Sticky tape. I go for that!

We need detergent and
toilet paper.

I spent my last money
on new lenses.

- I'm broke too.
- Me too.

And we've nothing to eat.

- We could sell the sanitary napkins.
- No, we'll need them.

- Hello.
- Hello.

This is for you.
For your new flat.

Thanks.

- This is Johann Röderer.
- Inken. Hello.

- I've heard a lot about you.
- Thanks.

- I'm honored.
- Hello.

Here, I'll put it in
the fridge.

Would you like to come sailing
tomorrow on Lake Starnberg?

Sure... Why not?

Cool, I'll pick you up
in the morning.

Uh huh.

I gotta go. Sorry. My
research project.

- See you tomorrow, then.
- Okay.

Looking forward to it. Bye.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Röderer?
He's really called Röderer?

As in Röderer champagne?

Lena, you know what that means?

I don't really know him.
I don't think he's that rich.

He shits gold coins!

He seems very nice.

Maybe the Röderer dynasty
also owns a few apartments.

Maybe. I can ask him.

Do that. Things are
looking up, girls!

And I'll be meeting
Mr. Bernstein. And then...

Hello, this is the apartment of
the future millionaires' wives.

Oh, it's you.

Have you fixed something
up with Sebastian yet?

Yeah.

What are you doing later?

-I thought maybe we could...
-Wait a second.

Hold onto your hat!

Paul from next door is
throwing a party...

And..

- We're invited!
- So we'll go there.

Definitely!

Hey, our neighbor's
throwing a party...

- so maybe Sebastian could come.
- Okay.

So that's next door to the future
millionaires' wives' apartment?

That's right.

Okay, we'll be there.

What do you mean "we"?

I'm starving.

The party doesn't start
for half an hour.

I'll get it.

- Hi.
- Hello.

I could do with some help.
Have you got a minute?

Sure.

- We can help too!
- He asked Inken, not us.

Ok, then not.

- Did you do all this today?
- The catering service.

Of course!

- Can I take one?
- Sure.

Well?

- Bit salty.
- That's Russian caviar.

So they can afford
caviar now?

It looks fantastic.

That's... dericious!

Excuse me. "Delicious!"

Your "L" is a
little clumsy.

- My "L"?
- Don't worry.

68 percent of Germans suffer
from so-called "L" impediment.

For "L", the tip of the
tongue is at the front.

Look here!

L-aughing, L-eaping, L-oving.

That's where the "L"
is formed.

- Can I feel it again?
- Sure.

- Here?
- Yes.

What are they doing?
Renovating?

Ilse!

-Inken!
-Inken...Inken

- That was quick.
- Yeah.

Inken hasn't changed
her taste in men.

- I'm hungry.
- Me too.

5,000 euros per square meter.
That's a good price.

In Munich, remember!
I mean...

you can't expect to find...

So what, are they a couple now?

That's a bargain. The real estate agent...
I mean, we live next door...

Inken seems to think so.

Not right next door, but one door
down. So it's really the same...

- Guests!
- Oh, guests!

Dirk! Hello!

- Daniel!
- Hello.

Nice of you to come.

This is Inken.
She lives next door.

This is Daniel, my boss.

- I'm delighted!
- Hello.

I'm so pleased to
finally meet you!

I hope you have a lot of fun.
Make yourself at home.

Good evening. Allow me to
introduce myself:

I'm Harald. I live downstairs.

Nice to meet you, Gerald.
Help yourself.

Come on, Daniel, I'll
show you the place.

- She's cute.
- Yeah.

It's lovely here.

My apartment's exactly the same,
only my mother decorated it.

- Really?
- In beige. But nice.

- I'm off to the loo.
- Okay.

Looking for someone
in particular?

Paul. He's throwing a party.

Fourth floor.

My mother always says:

"Either you have taste,
or you don't."

Excuse me.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Flin. What are you
doing here?

I made you some Chili. You don't
have a thing in the house.

Cool! Do you want to put it in
the kitchen? The door's open.

Wanna dance?

- Hi Flin, what are you doing here?
- I made chili for you.

Lovely, thanks. One moment.

- Hello?
- Hi.

Lukas. Hi.

Hi. No, you're not
interrupting.

I've written two songs
since you left.

Want to hear them?

Sure.

Okay.

I'll put the phone down.
I can't hear you now.

I don't have a bridge yet.

You like it? Or is
it too soft?

- I think it's lovely.
- Thanks.

I miss you, Lena.

Okay, then...

See you soon.

Yes?

You're the sweetest little thing
that I've ever seen...

- Johann?
- Yes.

I'm in the lab.
I've done 80 fillings.

I've had enough of it.

I'm looking forward
to the weekend.

- Yeah. Me too.
- I'll tell you...

when you're lying on deck and
the sun is shining...

it's fantastic.

So this evening your friend is...

- let me guess... sick?
- No.

- He's busy.
- I get the feeling...

that the guy today wasn't
Sebastian Bernstein.

- What?
- He could have been anybody.

He looked a bit strange.

Oh, right. Rich people all
look weird, or what?

I bet you don't even know him.

His birthday is on May 9th.

He fell off a horse
when he was 13.

His mother was born on
the 18th of June

and his father is 60 tomorrow.

- Where do they live?
- The east side of Lake Starnberg.

The driveway is
partially hidden...

by a boat for hire business
near Münsing.

When is his mother's
birthday again?

On the 18th of June.

- The caviar is a bit cheap.
- Oh, the caviar is cheap?

Aren't you ashamed of stuffing
your face like this?

That's what I always do.

- Another sip?
- No thanks.

Hey. I said no.

- Very funny!
- You want to play charades?

-No, I don't think so.
- Come on, everyone's playing!

Okay.

Shall we go get
something to eat?

Beethoven's Fifth always
makes me so...

so different.

Different in what way?

So edgy.

Maybe...

Maybe you're just edgy because
you're sitting beside me.

- Why you?
- I think you fancy me.

You know what you are?

A megalomaniac!

And you're cold as a fridge.

Don't think I'm getting soft.

Of course not.

Well?

Can you hear Beethoven's fifth?

- You're not that good a kisser.
- No?

No.

Okay, clock's running.

- Okay.
- Woman. Espresso. Coffee.

- Stewardess.
- Snow White.

Waitress! Waitress!

- Pumuckl! (cartoon)
- Blonde.

- Astronaut.
- Door man.

- Sun.
- Hairdresser?

- Ikea.
- Midwife.

A porn star!

Sleeping Beauty.

- Schoolteacher.
- Rapunzel.

-Sardines.
-Dissatisfaction.

Telephone sex!

- Bondage.
- What makes you think that?

Why not?

- Answering machine.
- Time's up.

So what was it?

The boss's ...

secretary.

- Bye.
- Super evening. Bye.

- Gerald.
- Great party.

- Bye.
- Great, really great.

I hope to see you at
the next party.

Thanks.

I enjoyed myself.

Shall I call you a taxi?

That's won't be necessary.

I'm Paul's fiancée.

Really? How nice.

Okay then, have a
nice evening.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hello?

Lena?

Lucy?

Oh Karin!

Okay, I'll give you
a goodbye kiss.

But don't think I'm
mad about you.

Of course not.

Okay.

- See you around.
- See you.

How cool! That's a
real gentleman.

Oh. How romantic!

- Hi.
- Bye. -Have fun!

- Thanks.
- Lena, I envy you!

So? In love?

Me? Rubbish!

You're glowing.

Yeah. Last night was fun.

- How did you get on?
- Super. Really.

Great fun.

I took off, I didn't want to
have to tidy up.

- And Paul, was he ok?
- Super!

His workmates are all super.
Everything's super.

And the food was so good.

- I think I'll go to Flin's.
- Flin?

- Why Flin?
- Because I'd like to see him.

You always go to Flin when
there's no one else around.

No, I go to him all the time.

- Really? When?
- Now, for example.

And what about the apartment?
Flin won't get us one!

Neither will you!

All you do is talk about getting
your hands on this Bernstein.

That guy is making a fool of you.
There probably is no Bernstein.

- Of course there is.
- And where is he?

His father is 60 today and
they live on Lake Starnberg.

- Maybe I'll drop by there today.
- How will you get in?

- He doesn't know you.
- I'll get in.

- Then do it!
- Yeah, I will!

-Hello.
-Hi.

- Is Flin there?
- I think he's in his room.

Thanks.

- What are you doing?
- What does it look like?

- 'Ello!
- "H", that's an "h"! Hello!

Inken!

Okay, I get it.

Peace. I'll go in one moment.

I just wanted to say sorry for
being so mean yesterday.

- No problem. Really.
- But you can't just smash...

pictures as if I
mean a lot to you.

And I come here to tell you
what you mean to me...

and I find you lying here underneath
this stupid bulimic cow!

That is not okay!

- Excose me!
- "U" not "O"!

Excuse me!

Say something, Flin.

Just this once, I don't have
time for you Inken, okay?

Okay....Okay.

- Hello!
- Hey.

You were so funny yesterday.

Two of my workmates
mentioned it.

Yeah? Very funny.

I had just rang your bell.

I wanted to have a champagne
breakfast with you.

And what about your fiancée?

She wants us to get engaged.
But she's not even my girlfriend.

But it's cute that
you're jealous.

Me? Jealous?

Not!

It's just that I have a visitor.
He's waiting in my room.

I see.

See you around, yeah?

Sure.

Asshole.

Ohh!

Uhn!

Yeah! Yeah!

Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!

Oh, God! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Go! Go!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes! YEAAHHH!

Shriek!!!

Hello. Excuse me, but do you don't happen
to have a piece of packaging string?

I'm just wrapping a parcel
for my mother.

I think so. Just a moment.

Sorry, this is all I have.

But maybe you could
try it with this?

If you need any more then
just let me know, right?

Come on! Run!

Well?

Unbelievable.
It's so lovely here.

Yes. I come here as
often as possible.

- Come on!
- What are you doing?

Let's go out.

- It's raining!
- Yeah, and? This is classic!

- Can I help you?
- No, it's okay, thanks.

We'll go out into the middle
and finally get started.

- Get started?
- Yeah, damn it!

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Your visitor still there?
- No.

I'd like to show you something,
if you'll let me.

If you must.
Wait a minute.

Sebastian is finally ready for it.

After 11 years, he's finally
tackling Rachmaninov.

The highlight of the afternoon
will be a little piano recital.

- What are you doing there?
- Nothing.

Comparing shoes.

- Lucy's here.
- Who?

The weiner.
Up on the terrace.

- What's she doing here?
- I'd love to know.

Distract her, Helge.
Pretend you're me.

- Do what?
- Be me, pretend!

I don't know... Okay.

Hello. I'm Sebastian...

- Bernstein. Can I help you?
- Hello, I'm Lucy.

I'm with the catering here,
but all the trays are gone.

We've another buffet inside,
we could have a look there.

Come on.

This is called bondage.

Tying one another up.

- I'm sure you're into that.
- Me?

- Are you into this?
- Yes!

I don't have that much time.

I love it when you talk like that.

How?

As if you weren't
even interested.

Okay. Then go lie
down on the bed.

- You play the piano?
- No, I'm not musical at all.

Not musical? Second prize
in the national competition.

Oh right. That was
a long time ago.

Come on.

- What are you doing here?
- I'm working.

This is my friend, by the way.
Sebastian Bernstein.

Bastian! My darling!

Granny! Beloved granny!

Let's get something to drink.
Come on, Granny. Come on!

Probably Alzheimer's.

Poor thing.

You know what I'm
starting to think?

You never brought
him along...

because you were afraid I'd
fall in love with him.

With him?

He's very polite and obliging.

Not to mention the
2,000 apartments.

And I also like guys with
culture and musical talent.

- Oh, really?
- Can you play the piano?

Why? Can you play the piano?

I played when I was a child, yes.

Good. Then you're the
perfect couple.

I have to go to the can.

Cultured people call
it the bathroom.

Straight on, second
door on the left.

One rarely has the chance to
talk to someone uninterrupted.

You could have told me right
away that you're engaged.

That's our place. One moment.

Oh. Shit!

Flin! Wait a second.
I was showering, didn't hear...

I was showering and didn't hear.

Showering!

And how was the
sex with 'Ello?

What's her name again?

Super. After you
came in again.

Sorry.

Inken, I think we
should have a talk.

What about a boat ride?

Sure. I'll just get
my things, okay?

There's a red lamp on.
I don't know what it is.

Listen, I'd like to go home.

Out of the question. All this
would've been for nothing...

now that the weather's
getting nicer.

Shit. A 20-mile drive out here,
and then nothing works out.

I want to go to the hotel.

What's he doing here?

We just got here. And
there's nobody around.

- Who's that?
- Never mind, come on!

- Stop rushing!
- Mind your sweet ass.

- Shit!
- I know her.

She's from the real estate agency.

Who took the cover off the boat?

- Hide!
- Why?

Please! Otherwise
I'm fish food.

Someone was messing
with the motor.

I could've guessed.
Now it's wrecked.

That was the dentistry student,
my daughter's boyfriend.

He comes out here to study.

A brown-noser and a show-off,
pretends to be the Röderer heir.

We can forget the boat, sweetie.

-Good. Let's go to the hotel.
-No, no, no.

No, that's no good.

Everyone knows me there.

Why don't we just stay here?

Come on!

Okay. Then I'll have
to pretend...

we're in a fine
hotel room.

I'm the bored housewife
with lots and lots of money.

Chipmunk, can't we just bonk
like normal people do?

And you're the gigolo...
The gigolo I just phoned up.

So now you go out and
come back in when I call you.

And then you do what I want.

Okay.

Come in.

Take off your clothes.

Ladies and gentlemen, would you
all please come to the piano.

My son will play the piano concerto
in D major from Rachmaninov.

Hey!

The son of the family is playing
Rachmaninov now, right?

Uh, I can't play piano
all that well...

I can't play for all
these people here.

What? Oh, come on. I'm
sure you play brilliantly.

- Can you play piano?
- Oh yes, since she was a child.

That's great, you could
play an introduction piece.

You won the prizes, not me.

Yeah.

Ah, there you are!

This young lady plays the piano.

She'd love to open the concert.

- What?
- Yes?

Gladly! Come.
Don't worry.

Come with me. As soon as
you sit down at the piano...

your nerves will settle down.

Paul?

Paul?

Excuse me.

May I?

Rachmaninov!

Let's get out of here.

Is that meant to be funny?
And just look at you!

I like the way he looks.

Who are you anyway?

I'm with him. Let's go.

How dare you affront
our guests!

Sebastian, I'm talking to you!

You're not Sebastian, are you?

- And who's that?
- My friend Helge.

I'm Sebastian.
And that's my father...

- and this is my girlfriend, Lucy.
- No, I'm not your girlfriend.

Fuck you.

You're all crazy.

Lucy!

Unh! Unh! Unh!...

Sorry for interrupting...

but I have to catch my bus.

Maybe you'll find
an apartment for us.

Well, I've got to be going, too.

Say hello to your wife for me.

The bus stops here?

I don't think
he'll tell your girlfriend.

"I just saw your boyfriend
behind the sofa with another girl...

I was just playing a little
game with my mistress".

Of course he won't.

Men know how to behave
in critical situations.

Do they? Men!
Even impostors?

Whose car is this,
your mummy's?

No, it's my girlfriend's.

Huh. Okay.

Can't you speed up a bit?

If she finds out about this,
she'll scratch my eyes out!

It's so lovely here.

I think it's going to rain.

Can you give me a hand?
If we don't hurry, we'll get wet.

- Everything okay?
- Fine!

Then come on!

Rowing? Right!

- Flin?
- What?

- I think we have a problem.
- Shit, what's happening?

- Flin.
- What did you do, Inken?

I pulled the plug by mistake.

We're going under!
Inken. Shit!

- I'm sorry. Don't rock it.
- Let me go!

- Oh, Inken!
- Ohh!

Everything okay?

I mess up everything.

Doesn't matter what I do,
I mess it up.

And then I have to
shell out money.

I'll just get older and
older and lose more...

and more contact lenses.

And then I have to pay
health insurance...

and for a pension
I won't ever get.

And tons of rent, and a
car, and car insurance!

It's all money, money, money!

Hey, Inken, it's not that bad.

I don't want to grow up.

It just costs tons of money
and means working your ass off.

- What?
- I don't know.

It's all a bit strange, isn't it?

Flin, you're such
a wet rag.

Let yourself go for once!

Just take it easy, Inken. You
can't just turn it on like that.

And your neighbor? Doesn't he want
you? Is that what's the panic?

There's no panic, I just
like you, that's all.

Okay, then let's keep
on sipping tea...

- Just take it easy, okay?
- You're such a tea-totaler!

I thought I was a wet rag.

How often have we slept
in the same bed?

If you'd drunk something stronger than tea
something might have happened!

Anyone ever tell you
what a pain in the ass you are?

And impatient! If you want
something, it has to be right away!

And you can be really annoying!

And have you ever
said thanks? No!

And you're so clumsy...

I'm constantly afraid
you'll break your neck.

And what do you want now?
Sex on the riverbank, or what?

It'd make a change
from drinking tea!

And I do say thanks.

Maybe not always.

Maybe not enough.

Hey.

Lena!

I've just been trying
to reach you.

- I wanted...
- Just a second.

It'll be on any moment.

You have to hear this.
Sit down.

Wait!

Mommy, Mommy can we
have noodles again?

Of course you can!

♪The noodles are Kirnberger!

My music.

I made some money
from my own music.

Okay, it's an ad
for noodles, but...

It doesn't matter, Lukas. It's great
that you've sold something.

- But?
- It's just...

I tried to cheer you up so often,
and you were always depressed.

And now this little noodle ad
can make you so happy?

Yes.

If you love someone,
you understand.

Love is making one another
happy. We don't.

It's also helping one another
in unhappy times.

- You're always unhappy.
- No. Not now.

Can't we try again?

No, Lukas, we can't.

I just came over
to give you the key.

- Do you like concerts?
- Me?

No. I'm finished with concerts.

And I don't want to wait
around outside...

until you stagger out
with your band.

No more creative depression...

and spending half my life
in a stinking practice room.

And I don't want to take
the rubbish out...

just because you don't want
to catch a cold!

What rubbish?
You don't even know me.

I do!

Yes, I do!

I could still help you.

Thanks, we'll manage.

Without connections.

I can find an apartment
in the papers.

And now?

Well...

You can come up with
me if you like.

Love to.

But don't go getting any ideas.

Of course not.

Hello?

Paul?

The apartment's on the 7th floor,
but they're putting in a lift.

For 480 euros, you'll get a one-room
dump in a high-rise building.

If it's no good, we can
ask Sebastian's father...

Hey, let's have a
look at it first.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Oh, I don't believe it.

It's so big!

And it really costs
480 euros?

Under certain circumstances, yes.

But you must finish
the redecorating.

But we'll cover the
costs, of course.

That's super. We love redecorating.

I'll wait downstairs, okay?

Lena! How did you ever
find this place?

Well... I have my connections.

Well, I'll be damned!

Oh God!

I eat chocolate
when I'm frustrated.

Then I can't lose weight, so I get more
frustrated and eat more chocolate.

You animal!

Your mother answer's the readers'
letters in "Bravo Girl"?

Since when do boys
read "Bravo Girl"?

Since today.

"Dear Leonie, don't worry
about your tampon problem.

Her first time, my daughter
Lucy used an applicator...

and she inserted the applicator
along with the tampon".

Funny. Very funny.

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