Strassenkaiser (2017) - full transcript

Berlin intoxicated by the summerly Carnival. In the middle of it, there is Noah, a 12 year old boy, non-local, supposed to meet his father. Instead Noah chooses to spend his time with small-time crook Samuel. In between absurd friendly ratcatchers, charming but evil Clanmans and unwittingly wise Gurus, Noah experiences the journey of his Life. A Roadmovie through the streets of Berlin, across backyards up to a tower.

You can't take him away from me.
He is like a son to me.

You loose a pawn - and
want to take my rook?

Where is the fairness in that?

You do know that they're talking about you,
don't you?

Things will be what they are when
the ignorant meet the wise...

Do people usually get the stuff
you talk about?

Of course I couldn't say for certain,

but I'm fairly sure
it rained the day Samuel was born.

He grew up in the projects.
Let's just say his parents were often busy

so he had to decide
early whether he wanted

to stick with the Nazi
or the gangster crowd.



Hassan took care of that decision for him

And so Samuel became the designated
errant boy for the biggest

pharmacy on the block.
Hassan took care of that decision for him

And so Samuel became the designated errant
boy for the biggest pharmacy on the block.

He learned to move and to sell.
Always with his backpack. Always alone.

Sure, Berlin was not Miami
and Hassan was no Pablo Escobar,

but let me put it this way: people
play ball in the minor leagues, too.

He also learned about money.
For such a little guy he sure earned a lot.

I mean, how much were ten bucks
worth back then, anyway?

Samuel learned to walk like a gangster

and to run like one.

It was during the carnival in Berlin

that he learned he had become a father.

Out of the blue.



Just as he realized that
he had lost his backpack.

For the very first time.

But let's start at the beginning, shall we?

When Noah had gotten onto
the train this morning

he had two perfectly good reasons.

For one, he wanted to see his father.

Usually, that might be nothing unusual.

But in Noah's case it was,

as they never really knew each other.
But in Noah's case it was,

as they never really knew each other.

They were just too different.
As they never really knew each other.

They were just too different.

Noah's world consisted of toys
and kiddy coke.

And his dad's... Noah's world
consisted of toys and kiddy coke.

And his dad's...

Well, not to sound judging, but Noah's dad
was a drug-dealing goon. And his dad's...

Well, not to sound judging,
but Noah's dad was a drug-dealing goon.

On Noah's first day of school

his dad went behind bars.

Together with his mom, Noah
moved to the countryside.

His dad would send gifts now and then.
First from prison, later from Berlin.

They weren't allowed to see each other.

Mommy didn't want that.

Several birthdays and countless
banged up knees later

he was finally on his way to see him.
Several

birthdays and countless
banged up knees later

he was finally on his way to see him.

Ah, and the second reason for his trip was

a girl he knew from the web.

What are you doing here?

I didn't expect you at all.
What are you doing here?

I didn't expect you at all.

How do we...

Your pops shouldn't smell of beer, right?

Not that I had any...

Just stay here and I...

I'll freshen up.

All right?

Okay.

Take care of my boy.

All right.

I'll be right back..

Hey, don't you have a home?

Beer?

I have to go somewhere, okay?

Should I call his mom?

No, right?

No!

No.
No!

No.

No.
No.

No.

Exactly like that. Do you understand me?
Exactly.

Where's my son? Exactly like
that. Do you understand me? Exactly.

Where's my son?

- Man, you were supposed to watch him.
- But...

Are you saying that you've lost my son?

You blockhead were supposed to watch him.

Yallah, come!

Yallah!

Habibi, chill. I'm dying here.

Just calm down for a second.

I swear, we'll find him.
But we need a plan, man.

If you were your son, where would you go?

How should I know!?

Habibi, does he have a phone?

To be honest: I don't know.
Habibi, does he have a phone?

To be honest: I don't know.

I hope he doesn't think I wanted
to get rid of him,

that I've let him down. I hope he
doesn't think I wanted to get rid of him,

that I've let him down.

Let's split up!

Always the best!

Well, in my opinion their plan
didn't seem entirely thought through.

But they must have had their reasons.

Anyway. We'll look here in the
area and you... everywhere else.

Okay.

Why not.

Good luck!

Inshallah, we'll find him.

Habibi... was that his son just now?

Seriously!?

You must be Noah, right?

I am Lea's brother. Robert.

Robert!

She asked me to... asked... she...

She asked me to pick you up.

She should be on her way already

she didn't want you to wait alone...
that's why...

maybe we can meet up another time..

But... she would be really sad...

Hey! You all right?

Come here!

You should be careful
who you hang out with.

Take a look at this creep

Go home, kid.

You know

Your backpack!

You goddamn angel!
Your backpack!

You goddamn angel!

Are you kidding me?

Heaven sent you, man...

What's your name?

Noah.

I'm Samuel.
Noah.

I'm Samuel.

Sorry that I left you there like that,
had a lot on my mind.

Hey, are you hungry?

Up for some kofta?
My treat.

What's kofta?

You don't know kofta?
What's kofta?

You don't know kofta?

You're not from around, are you?

It's like kebab, just better.

Come.

Cheers mate.

You'll take care of my backpack
and I'll take care of the kofta.

All right? You'll take care of my
backpack and I'll take care of the kofta.

All right?

I just got a call.
All right?

I just got a call.

I think I've just become a father.
What do you say to that?

Do you do that often, meet older men?

Just kidding.

Yes.

But don't get your hopes up.
You're too young for me.

Mumbling

Hey! Sam... what's up mate?

Hold on.
Hey! Sam... what's up mate?

Hold on.

Are you on your lunch break?

- Enjoy the sun mate.
- Cheers.

Thanks.

I mean, there is her friend calling me
to tell me that I became a father.

That's a wierd situation I am in.

What am I supposed to say?
I mean, anyone could

have...
That's a wierd situation I am in.

What am I supposed to say?
I mean, anyone could have...

you know!? What am I supposed to say?
I mean, anyone could have...

you know!?

Then he just started to make that
twitching, those strange movements.

And bam. Falls over.

Why?

Drugs, kiddo, drugs.

I hardly know anyone who doesn't
take anything.

No matter if they're rich or poor.

They're all lost.

You see that?

Yes?

Doesn't matter. Fuck it.

It's carnival. Let's enjoy ourselves.

- Have you ever been to a concert?
- No.

No? Than it's about time.

Just have to shake a couple of hands
real quick.

While Samuel and Noah were roaming
the carnival

she was sitting in some dark office
in Berlin,

eager, dynamic and perfectly styled.
A young reporter.

Investigating.

Amelie was looking for a story.

"Something with drugs!"
her editor had demanded.

There had to be some story to be found
in Berlin, right?

She tried to interview a dealer
in his natural habitat:

Stalking the prey,
observing it carefully...

and then
the deadly strike.

Thirty-five...

I only have fifty.

Okay.

Better you get the blow here.
Not from faggot Slimy over there.

Some guy recommended you.
Johnson told me. Better you

get the blow here.
Not from faggot Slimy over there.

Some guy recommended you.
Johnson told me.

Who?

Hey, did you just spit there?

You can't just spit on my spot!
That's disrespectful.

All right, all right.

I can spit here. You don't.
Understood?

Can you give it to me?

It's fifty now.

That's not fair.

Fuck off, man!

Asshole.

Fine with that.

EY STOP! COME OVER HERE YOU RETARD!

Okay, do you know another one?

This is super annoying!

Wait a second, I need to get something.

Why do I have to carry the backpack anyway?

Relax.

You're getting a free sightseeing-tour, you
can at least carry my backpack for while.

Right? You're getting a
free sightseeing-tour,

you can at least carry
my backpack for while.

Right?

Buh!

Noah - Marla. Marla - Noah.

You're so cute!

Oh my god, where did you find him?

He found me.

Aww, I want one.

He only likes older men.

How about it, Noah, do you want to dance?

It frees the soul.
You know what I mean?

Need a rubber?

Where did you guys meet?

I told you before.

You have such a great energy together.

Come.

And how do you suppose I do that?

Look.

This is your son.

That is the carnival.

Now go, look for him.

Lamine?

Hey.

He'll find his way back to you.

You may think that this
is your only chance,

but you'll be together.

I promise.

Maybe not today and probably not tomorrow.

But be patient. Wait.

I've been waiting for ten years.

Is he high?

You better clean, girl.

How on earth are we going to find him?

Wallah, I know where.

- No, no, honey.
- Just a little bit.

No, honey, I don't want to.
You know I don't like that kind of thing.

Please.

- You can be a real stiff.
- Yes, but you love me for it.

Yes. Right. Cheers.

Lamine.

Ah, you're in Berlin?

Well, apparantly.

Uhm, where is Noah?

He's at a friends place in Potsdam.

- Potsdam?
- That's none of your business.

Yes, in Potsdam. What do you want?

What?

Noah has been asking about you lately.

- Did you contact him?
- No.

Hey!

Honestly.

Really!

Lamine,

you want the lawyers to settle this again?
Lamine,

you want the lawyers to settle this again?

You keep one at hand anyway.

Hi. I am Bent.

I know exactly who you are.

Good.

Listen. If I find out that
you have contacted him Good.

Listen.
If I find out that you have contacted him

then I'll make your life - could you, Listen.
If I find out that you have contacted him

then I'll make your life - could you,

thanks. I'll make your life living
hell, is that clear?

Man, I just...

I don't want to hear it, Lamine.

Just because you serve
dealers coffee now instead,

You think that I'd just forgive you?
What's wrong with you?

Don't you think that's a little harsh?

Harsh?

Excuse me?

You tore our lives apart
when you knocked out that guy's teeth.

That was harsh.

Ten years I kept quiet about how you
earned your money, Lamine,

but if you like I can give the DA's
office a call and tell them a little

story. Yeah? Ten years I kept quiet
about how you earned your money, Lamine,

but if you like I can give the DA's office
a call and tell them a little story. Yeah?

Anja...

Grow the fuck up.

And tell you what: you won't see
your son until he's grown up.

Then he can make up his
own mind And tell you

what: you won't see your
son until he's grown up.

Then he can make up his own mind

Alright?!

Just look at you!

And you want to be a role model?
Just look at you!

And you want to be a role model?

Lamine. You're such a loser!
And you want to be a role model?

Lamine.
You're such a loser!

What?

We'll have a great time,
you and I.

Fuck!

When I'm old enough I'm
going to marry Marla.

Well then, you're lucky
I'm not into her.

You little -

Hey.

Hey.

How are you doing?

Good. You?

What are you up to?

Carnival. You?

Once my grandfather told me a story
about a salesman

whose deepest wish was to be everywhere
at once -

Once my grandfather told me a story
about a salesman

who wanted to be
everywhere at once Once my

grandfather told me a
story about a salesman

who wanted to be everywhere at once

to control everyone and everything.

He wanted it so badly that
he shattered into a thousand pieces

and spread all over the kingdom.

At first, he was pleased

but he noticed that his influence
began to depreciate

because each piece merely had
the 1000th part of his greatness,

one 1000th of his mind

and one 1000th of his eloquence.

As you can see, I have nothing with me.

Not even a thousandth part.

You want to be a one-man army

but you cannot manage everything
yourself.

Maybe you could help me.

My uncle wants to see you dead

and you don't seem to have anyone
to cover your back.

Burak, let's talk.

Come on guys,
we got to get going.

Hi there.

Burak.

I'm going to kill you now.

Please let's talk.

Please.

The only reason people don't act even
more stupid is their lack of time.

Take care.

Burak.

Burak.

Burak, please!

No!

Get out of here, boy!

Is he yours?

I don't know the boy,

let him go.
I don't know the boy,

let him go.

What's your name?

Do you talk?

Noah.

Do you want a candy?

It's a special one.

Go on.

Keep it!

Burak.

If I ever see you around again,

this one is going to take care of the boy.

Burak, believe me.

Get your hands off.

Let's go.

Choose carefully who you hang out with.

What are you looking at?

Move.

Okay. How to go about this?

Assume you are a small business owner

and you are doing really well.

Your product is great
and you are doing really well.

Your product is great

and your employees are motivated.

Somebody is bound to notice
you at some point.

Not those guys...

Someone who is running things
on a whole different scale.

Somebody much more powerful
than you are. Someone

who is running things on
a whole different scale.

Somebody much more powerful than you are.

Somebody who is so stinking
rich that he first buys off

your staff Somebody much
more powerful than you are.

Somebody who is so stinking rich
that he first buys off your staff

and then ends up owning the
building you run your business from.

Somebody who is so stinking rich
that he first buys off your staff

and then ends up owning the building
you run your business from.

Finally, your dog will probably
belong to him, too. and then

ends up owning the building
you run your business from.

Finally, your dog will probably
belong to him, too.

And if you don't hurry up and sell
your business,

he'll eat you whole. And if you don't
hurry up and sell your business,

he'll eat you whole.

Just like that.
He'll eat you whole.

Just like that.

Lock, stock and barrel.
Just like that.

Lock, stock and barrel.

Not because he has to.
Lock, stock and barrel.

Not because he has to.

No.
Not because he has to.

No.

Because he can.
No.

Because he can.

And Samuel's boss was just
about to miss that point.

What's up man?

Listen, chief.

I'm not your chief.

I know you're mad at me.

But no one forced you to hang out with me,
right?

Okay okay.

I'm sorry.

What you saw back there were bad people.

It's the world I'm living in.
But that's not me.

They're out to get me. Not you.

No one will harm you, understand?
They're out to get me. Not you.

No one will harm you, understand?

Cause I'm taking care of you bro.
No one will harm you, understand?

Cause I'm taking care of you bro.

You arn't a little boy anymore.
Running away is no option.

Boys, can I get the ball?

Still want to go to that concert?

Of course I do. -Cool.
Still want to go to that concert?

- Of course I do.
- Cool.

Damn it. Hold that.

Granted, it's not much,

but when I think about Hassan
Granted, it's not much,

but when I think about Hassan

I can only seem to think of two things.
But when I think about Hassan

I can only seem to think of two things.

First, the way he would always
heave himself out of the car.

In-cre-di-bly slow-ly. First, the way he
would always heave himself out of the car.

In-cre-di-bly slow-ly.

Secondly... no, let's leave it at that,
In-cre-di-bly slow-ly.

Secondly... no, let's leave it at that,

I will tell you later.
Secondly... no, let's leave it at that,

I will tell you later.

Hey, what an honour!

Just took a little break.

Shut up, okay?

Break?

Your whole day was a break.

What's the deal with the boy,
you retard?!

Hanging out with kids now?

You ought to know.

Ahh, You ought to know.

Ahh,

you want to play Hassan for the kid?

With being Hassan comes
great responsibily.

You need big balls for that.

I gave you a home!
You need big balls for that.

I gave you a home!

You know why? Because you had nothing!

Times have changed.

There were times
you took care of your people.

Are they over, too?

You better watch your mouth.

You think I don't know what's going on?

I know everything.
I got my eyes and ears

everywhere. You think I
don't know what's going on?

I know everything.
I got my eyes and ears everywhere.

Let's fuck them up then! I'm ready.

Let's send a clear message!

Shut the fuck up!

Didn't you learn anything
in all those years?

This family is like a huge corporation.

They want us out of the picture.

That's why we should lay low for a while.

I was lucky, they almost got me.

I know.

Because they want to hit me
where it hurts the most.

Don't you get it? Because they want
to hit me where it hurts the most.

Don't you get it?

Ever heard of “Attack is the best defense”?

Sure.
Ever heard of “Attack is the best defense”?

Sure.

Forget about that!
Do as you're told.

Trust me,

I'll take care of things.

Make sure you get rid of the stuff tonight.

Don't fuck it up!
Make sure you get rid of the stuff tonight.

Don't fuck it up!

Okay.
Don't fuck it up!

Okay.

And I'll handle the rest.

Alright.
And I'll handle the rest.

Alright.

Leave it to me.

Don't worry,

I hope so.

I got to go.

My wife called, she made dinner.

Get going!

Yallah!

Pay us a visit when you're done. Ok?

Yallah, do your work.

You look lost.

I've lost my son.

Your soul…

Your soul has shifted.

Come with me.
Come.

I know someone...

who will help you.

Come.

Come!

Welcome.

What is it that you want?

What?

You're a lost soul.

You're looking for your son.

You...

You are the ark!

The tide is rising.

Noah.

Yeah!
Noah.

Yeah!

Noah.

That's him.
Noah.

That's him.

That's him!

I know your son.

That is -

That is not your son.

But that could be you.

Are.

You.

Fucking. Kidding. Me?
You.

Fucking. Kidding. Me?

With one single strike

you will be free of your past

and you and your son will be united.
You will be free of your past

and you and your son will be united.

You're my pigs.

Yo, check, one two, one two, check.

Maestro, what's wrong with the mic?

I can't hear anything.
Maestro, what's wrong with the mic?

I can't hear anything.

The screens are working?

I don't know what's wrong.
The screens are working?

I don't know what's wrong.

Aha.

I'll try my best.
Say some.

Again.

Check, one two, one two, check.

- ZaZaZa Mate. Everything good?
- Samuel

What's up tubby?

Who's the rug rat?

I'am Noah.
Who's the rug rat?

I'am Noah.

That's Sadi Anubis Zamunda Siddharta -

Mitikaya, Gautama, Galapagos, Aurora,
Zacharias Gent, the last of his kind.

Boom. Pleased to make your acquaintance.
Mitikaya, Gautama,

Galapagos, Aurora, Zacharias
Gent, the last of his kind.

Boom.
Pleased to make your acquaintance.

It's my first concert today.

I see, you're performing with me tonight?

Nah.

No? Just kidding.

I'll be right back.
No? Just kidding.

I'll be right back.

Sure, do your thing.
I'll be right back.

Sure, do your thing.

Thanks.
Sure, do your thing.

Thanks.

Oh. Sorry.

Is it difficult?

What?

Rap.

Come.

Do your thing.

Here, that's the mike, it's a little heavy,
alright.

Yo Anubis the don

Hospital Waldfriede Berlin-Zehlendorf.

Hello?

Hello,
uhm, I think I'll just call again later.

Yeah, right.

Woohoo, I found him dude,
Mum?!

I got him! No worries!
Woohoo, I found him dude, -Mum?!

I got him! No worries!

What are you looking at?

Lak What are you looking at?

Lak

There you are. Good news,

guess who I ran into!

Did you find anything?-
Wallah, we found the boy!

Really?

- Yeah, Habibi, let's meet at Schlesi!
- I saw Noah

Hello, Abe?!

Alright, I'll be right there.

You guys helped enough.
Alright, I'll be right there.

You guys helped enough.

M-m-morning.

C-c-coffee? Coffee, Cafesito?
Already had one.

I'd take a rollie
but then I'll be off.

C-c-coffee? Coffee, Cafesito?
Already had one.

I'd take a rollie but then I'll be off.

Would be back tomorrow.

That's beyond me, really that's the shit.

Well of course I didn't
ask for a fucking coffee.

That's beyond me,
really that's the shit.

Well of course I didn't ask for
a fucking coffee.

Anyway, whose turn is it?
Kim. Hello. Well

of course I didn't ask
for a fucking coffee.

Anyway, whose turn is it?
Kim. Hello.

I recently went on a trip to the lake
with Frank.

We just wanted to go for a walk.

And suddenly we heard this noise,

something like:

And after a couple of minutes we saw this
huge bird rising from the undergrowth.

And Frank was like: Oh look, a heron!

A heron.

- Who's Frank?
- Yeah, who's Frank, man?

- Frank is a saint! Who's Frank?
- Yeah, who's Frank, man?

Frank is a saint!

Uhm okay…

So I suddenly realized

that herons sound like someone is vomiting
although they look fucking majestic.

Dude…

Guys. All right?

Everything's right.
The question is: Are you all right?

Give me the fucking cigarette.
No smoking area.

New owner, new rules.

Show some respect. Clear?

In two minutes, you're on stage.

You'll come back now and fix up the tower…

New owner, zazaza?

Let's go.
New owner, zazaza?

Let's go.

Who came for Sadi Gent tonight?

Sadi
GENT!

Sadi GENT!

I can tell you're ready.
And I can tell you he's ready, too.

I don't want to put you on
the rack any longer. I can

tell you're ready.
And I can tell you he's ready, too.

I don't want to put you
on the rack any longer.

I hope you all love his
debut album “Bis Dato”?

I don't want to put you
on the rack any longer.

I hope you all love his
debut album “Bis Dato”?

It was a little low back there.

Who knows "Bis Dato"?

A huge applause for Sadi Gent!

She had probably gotten a tip,

because Amelie was looking for him.
Samuel.

Well,

and there she was, Well,

and there she was,

surrounded by teenagers that
were either dripping of sweat or deodorant.

- Is that your beer?
- What?

Your beer?

Amelie's life could have been so fabulous.

She most likely grew up here.

Or maybe here.

Or here.

While spending the first years of her life
feeding horses

and playing the piano
far from the city, While

spending the first years
of her life feeding horses

and playing the piano far from the city,

already back then she
developed that stubborn

urge and playing the
piano far from the city,

already back then she developed
that stubborn urge

to do exactly what her
parents would not want her to

do. already back then she
developed that stubborn urge

to do exactly what her parents
would not want her to do.

Amelie yearned for Berlin.

For a tiny revolution.

She was supposed to become a doctor
or at least an architect.

Journalism won't pay your bills,
her father had said,

he probably rather sounded something
like this: "Journalism won't pay"

"your bills!" Journalism won't pay
your bills, her father had said,

he probably rather sounded something like
this: "Journalism won't pay your bills!"

Of course he didn't really know that.

But for Amelie it never was
about paying bills.

Journalism to her was like walking
through a forest with a magnifying glass,

and she had always loved doing that.

For Samuel
she had picked a notably big magnifier.

Still she could not see then that
they were going to fall in love.

In case you have some weed left for me.

DO YOU THINK YOU CAN STAB ME?!

WHO WON HAH?! WHO WON!?!

Are you done, my friend?

Sadly, yes.
Are you done, my friend?

Sadly, yes.

I don't want to go!
Sadly, yes.

I don't want to go!

COME!
I don't want to go!

COME!

Strength lies in peace.

- What the fuck, man?
- I must be seeing things.

I love coincidences.- ...no he didn't

But yes, it was a giant coincidence.

There was a reason why Lamine had to go to
prison. But yes, it was a giant coincidence.

There was a reason
why Lamine had to go to prison.

The gentleman
he had roughed up back in the day

had been one of Hassan's guys.

Lamin, lamin, lamin.

Good to see you.

I still owe you.

Yallah, enough.

Fuck, that doesn't look good.
Not good at all.

So many people think they need money,
friends, as much as possible,

need to get attention and respect.
So many people

think they need money,
friends, as much as possible,

need to get attention and respect.

We relate everything to ourselves. Everything.
Need to get attention and respect.

We relate everything to ourselves.
Everything.

People think if they work in HR
that they've made it.

Why? Why? And then?
You haven't got shit. People

think if they work in
HR that they've made it.

Why? Why?
And then? You haven't got shit.

Basically we're just little flyspecks.

Everyone is seeking happiness.

We humans should all love each other.
Everyone is seeking happiness.

We humans should all love each other.

Or at least love ourselves. It's for real.
We humans should all love each other.

Or at least love ourselves.
It's for real.

I mean, what am I doing here?
Why am I here?

I don't know anything about you.
Who are you?

What's your purpose,
where are your parents? Do I know

that? I don't know anything about you.
Who are you?

What's your purpose,
where are your parents? Do I know that?

No.

I'm living with my mom,

if you meant that.

I don't really know my father…

but what if he's not a good person?

When I was young

I often imagined
When I was young

I often imagined

that he would be an Apache.
I don't know why

There's something I need to fix,
will you come with me?

We don't need it anymore.

I didn't expect you to come.

Thanks.

Hey...

May I?

Okay.

But...

be careful.

Careful.

- Are you related?
- We're bros.

I have to go home now.

Right.

Goodbye woman. Bye Baby.

Here.

This is for you...
So you won't forget me.

Don't you like it?

How about that?

Okay.
How about that?

Okay.

Well.

Thanks for your call.

And there he went.

Noah rode off into the neon sunset

and Samuel... Samuel did not only leave
his backpack behind on some bridge,

but his whole former life.

He was a father now.

Well, a murderer, too.
He had killed somebody, messy affair.

But let's not get caught
up in details. Well, a

murderer, too.
He had killed somebody, messy affair.

But let's not get caught up in details.

So Samuel had become a father.

What happened then I always imagine as
in one of those cheesy love flicks.

Like in a beer, insurance commercial.

Bathed in the tender sounds of a piano.

Of course Amelie and Samuel did meet again.

She got her interview

and he played up his past.
She got her interview

and he played up his past.

He apparently told her a lot of bullshit,

because somehow they fell in love.

Finally, Amelie wrote her piece on Samuel.

About his childhood, his youth, his life,

and of course she wrote about Noah, too.
About his childhood, his youth, his life,

and of course she wrote about Noah, too.

Grand Coupe. 250 kp/h.
And of course she wrote about Noah, too.

Grand Coupe. 250 kp/h.

I see.

Doesn't look to good for you.

Drink up.

I don't get your rules yet.

Well.

Let's do this.

Why did you decide to get in touch with me?

Your handwriting.

But what do the best and worst
of times have in common?

Hm...?

They pass.

At some point you have to put that pen away
and hand in that article.

And at some point

You will have to accept that
pending invitation.

Amelie!

I'm still waiting for a story.

Right.

How is it going with our drug dealer?

To quote you:

True stories are the true stories.

I said that?

Yap.

I mean. I know stuff. No problem…
Yap.

I mean. I know stuff. No problem…

Ehm. I'll need more time,
I couldn't reach him

for a while. I mean.
I know stuff. No problem…

Ehm. I'll need more time,
I couldn't reach him for a while.

Not that he deserted … went
over the hills… Ehm. I'll

need more time,
I couldn't reach him for a while.

Not that he deserted … went over the hills…

I don't think so.

Wouldn't be the first time he disappears
for a few days.

Mathilda!
I need vegetables over here!

Amelie, I need a story.

And you'll get it.

Do you actually know
how many people read your last article?

No. But let me guess: You'll
tell me right now. Do you

actually know how many people
read your last article?

No. But let me guess:
You'll tell me right now.

Loads of them. No. But let me
guess: You'll tell me right now.

Loads of them.

Can't wait to see you. No pressure.

Don't worry. You'll get it in time.
Can't wait to see you. No pressure.

Don't worry. You'll get it in time.

What's up brother?

Come in.

So what will we have for dinner?

That's not why you're here!

You've gotten me in a lot of trouble.
That's not why you're here!

You've gotten me in a lot of trouble.

Samuel!

Hello, Mrs. Dawud.

Look how weird he is being.

Leave him alone. He's just polite.

I know. He learned that from me.
Leave him alone. He's just polite.

I know. He learned that from me.

Are you hungry?

I have Arabian pastry for you.

I'd love to.

You owe me.

Hassan, we talked about it.
You owe me.

Hassan, we talked about it.

I'll pay back everything.

I don't want your fucking money.

You're out and I respect that.

You're part of the family.

But you have to do me one last favor.

No problem.

They are still warm.

Thank you.

I have to show him something.
Yallah, let's go.

Dinner is ready.

When there are losses,

people start talking. Some say I got weak.
When there are losses,

people start talking. Some say I got weak.

I can't let that happen.

We have to rush things now.

All thanks to you.

While you enjoyed your new life

I had to clean up your shit

so this fucking family
won't go to war.

They are ready to negotiate.

What's your plan?

Amelie!

I thought you and your story got lost.

Very good.

Please, sit down.

Now it is all about the staging.

As a representative of a company

you have to display

its intangible power and strength.

That's why I personally
like to receive my guests in a tower.

My voice gets deeper.

I try to sound grand.

I like fearful audiences

best.

They are more attentive.

The evolution of a city

is a fascinating thing.

In the end,

the best adjusted will survive.

You have to know its rules.

And what is the most important rule
in our society?

Growth.

And just like the city

we must grow.

Grow ever further.

Hassan.

I'm glad you could arrange it.

Please, sit.

I am certain that there's
a benefit for both

our sides since you
came to your senses.

I know.

I know, it wasn't easy

to give up your position.

But you won't leave empty-handed.

Melon?

Nice flow.

Finger-food?

Healthy.

Above the roofs of Berlin.

I like it.

Ready to get published.

Beauty.

One thing you've got to tell me, I mean,
where did you find that story? Beauty.

One thing you've got to tell me,
I mean, where did you find that story?

It's seems bit fictional, doesn't it?
One thing you've

got to tell me, I mean,
where did you find that story?

It's seems bit fictional, doesn't it?

Mathilda! You know what? She's useless.

But this, this is poetry. Truly poetic.

And I'm not trying to
score any points here.

But this - perfect. And I'm not
trying to score any points here.

But this - perfect.

That's the way it needs to be done.
I'm off for Crossfit.

Do you agree?

Deal.

A suitcase with the according amount
is waiting for you in the foyer.

Up here or in the streets,

business will be business.

Sure.

It has been a pleasure.

Oh, wait.

The second thing I always think of
when someone is talking about Hassan is:

how he looked at me

when I took his dog from him.

That was the last time I saw Samuel.

I think one of Hassan's guys once told me

that he bought a house in Turkey.
I think one of Hassan's guys once told me

that he bought a house in Turkey.

I don't know if it's true,
but it is a nice thought.

Motherfuckers!

I'll kill you!

As far as I am concerned,

I'll just stay the king
of my castle until an even

bigger fish comes along.
As far as I am concerned,

I'll just stay the king of my castle
until an even bigger fish comes along.

That could happen any day now - or never.

Maybe another thought on Noah.

Friedrich Schiller once said:

Not flesh, nor blood,

the heart makes us to fathers and to sons.

On that note, I truly believe
that they did find each other again.