Get in with me.
- Let me try the water first. - Sure.
- Here. - No!
Thomas!
Now it looks like I've peed myself.
Steady.
It's time for you to go for a swim!
No!
I love it here, Thomas.
And you too.
Same here.
Blow on it.
That's why you have to convince yourself in real life, right now,
that you can read "Is this a dream?" on this card.
That's why you have to keep telling yourself that you're not dreaming.
Just like that, for example.
- So, is this a dream? - No.
I don't know.
Mom?
I've called you 100 times. Is your cell broken?
The battery is dead.
What are you doing here?
- Surprise! - Yeah...
So?
Have you been inside yet?
No, it's locked. I couldn't get in.
- I need to pee. - Oh, okay.
- Is that yours? - Yep!
You've brought half a closet.
Let's see how long I end up staying.
- I've got it. - Thanks, I'll be quick.
You have no new messages
- As soon as... - Asshole!
- Hello. - I'm almost done.
I'm almost done, sorry.
Who are you?
I'm Charlotte, Kerstin's mom.
You're Kerstin's mom?
I'm Maya.
- My hands are a little wet. - Doesn't matter, so are mine.
You should always pee after sex to avoid urinary tract infection.
See you.
Hey, you're still here.
Tighten it, tighten it!
There's a slight ridge, then the step.
Careful.
- Now? - Now.
But you haven't done anything, Kerstin.
We have. We ripped up the entire floor.
Yeah, but...
But you wanted to...
When...
We also took out the stove.
You still have a lot of work to do.
- Maya knows a workman who's going to help. - Good.
- We're... - You need the help.
We're going to put a wooden floor down. Probably nut.
Expensive.
Yeah, maybe laminate.
But it's a lovely room.
Really big.
We could ask Roman, he's good with this kind of work.
I can help you.
I like doing stuff like this.
Oh, and these are the tiles from the...
- Yep, they're the tiles. - They're lovely, Kerstin.
Like this?
Everything okay between you two?
Huh? Yeah.
I'm hungry.
Sure, he was a little older, but he was totally up for it.
Charlotte. shall we all do something together?
Go riding? Or to a lake?
Although I've already been riding today...
My dear old clit.
- Maybe the lake. - Let's do it.
Great. Looking forward to it.
- Or should I leave you alone? - No, no!
It's probably just something in the air. I get that sometimes.
Really.
Look.
Yeah... Everything's fine then.
Wow! Cold!
Careful, careful.
Like a pixie.
Cannonball!
Charlotte, get in the water! You're on vacation!
No, I don't want to swim.
- Mom! - Charlotte!
- You're a total pro at backstroke. - No...
Or floating.
A pro at floating.
Come on, Charlotte! Get in!
Get in the water!
- How long's she staying? - No idea. She brought a huge suitcase.
Your cell's annoying.
Just ignore it.
It gives me that warm fuzzy feeling that I'm still alive.
- Oh, he's gone. It's a match! - A what?
- Shit! - What's a match?
Here, this means it's a match.
I'll keep looking, I don't want to...
Oh, Jim, 30.
But I've gotta say no!
You have no new messages...
A...
B...
C...
D...
E...
F...
G...
H...
I...
J...
K...
L.
Love.
Hold on!
Stop!
Jack!
Come back.
Here!
I felt your penis.
Yeah, he wants to come out and visit you again, baby.
My heart is pure.
- Well? - Well?
- Coming along nicely. - I've done a lot today.
- Shall I give you a hand? - No, I'm fine. Thanks.
- Okay, perhaps you can help. - I'd be glad to.
Okay.
Watch out!
- The birds poo here. - Really?
- Look at all the shit. - Shit, hurry!
-It's best if you look down. - You're messing with me!
- Don't mess with me! -It's true! Look.
What are you doing?
You're being really loud.
We're working.
Can't you be a bit quieter?
No, you don't need to help, we're fine.
- Sorry! - Sorry! Really I am.
Charlotte, Kerstin's mom. Paul, Franzi.
- Nice to meet you. - Hi, I'm Charlotte, Kerstin's mom.
- Hey... Nice. - I'll go check.
Kerstin?
- Do we have set seats? - Look, Franzi, I cooked!
A flower for you.
For me? Put it in my hair.
- You're the neighbors? - Yes, for about six months now.
- So long? - And you live here, Mrs...?
- Call me Charlotte. - Charlotte.
Yes, I guess I kind of...
- It's kind of a... - She lives here.
...vacation.
- Oh, nice. - I don't live here.
There you are.
- Hey! - The clock is ticking, princess.
Oh, I left that behind.
- Where did you leave that? - I was helping to bring out some junk.
- Washed your hands? - Yep!
I'll let you off.
- Do your dressing yourselves. - I can't with a fork.
You just pour it on top and you're ready to pop.
- Get rid of the air in your glass. - What?
Fill the glass up, dude.
- Are you on a low-carb diet? - I just don't eat carbs after 6 p.m.
Although you don't need to.
- Yeah, men love tits and ass. - She has a great body.
- Exactly. - She does.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Now everyone knows.
You were carrying stuff around today?
You and...
- Yeah, it's really coming along. - Yeah? Will the opening be soon?
It's looking good.
Not in two weeks, but maybe in a few months.
Is your dad coming too?
- Your... -It'd be quicker.
He's dead.
Her father is dead.
- Sorry. - You couldn't know that.
But your boyfriend, or husband?
- I don't have a boyfriend... anymore. - Nor do I.
Right?
- Yeah, we split up. - When?
It's not so bad.
- Three days ago. - Three days ago?
I thought he'd call, but he's not calling.
It could be worse.
Everyone can do whatever makes them happy.
And if Charlotte wanted to split up with...
I didn't want to.
- Splitting up is good for some people. - Change the subject.
No fucking man is worth crying for.
They're not worth the tears.
Don't feel shit over some fucking guy. Seriously.
- Whether it's here or in India. Wherever. - Maya, what are you saying?
- You're mommy-in-law's darling. - No, I'm not. You can't just generalize.
You're the guy everyone wants: helpful, handsome, probably good in bed.
Although you don't talk about your sex life...
You split up and now you're waiting till he calls?
The pricks never call. They just fuck off to India.
- Really? I get calls all the time. - That's not true.
Maya, not all men are the same. It depends...
- No, it depends... - Enough, Paul.
May I please speak?
It depends on... No.
- Let Paul speak too. - Sure, let Paul speak.
You just have to find the right one.
- Love is like riding a scooter. - Yeah?
Yeah, love is like riding a scooter.
You ride around checking out the sights, then someone joins you.
And when it's broken, you fix it.
Sometimes you cant fix it, sometimes it's just broken.
Then you buy a new one.
- You have responsibility... - Because you're the only one with money.
- Because I work. - That's true.
Sorry.
You have responsibility because you're driving the scooter
and you don't want the one you love to die, so...
I agree.
That's the biggest load of crap I ever heard.
Thanks, Maya.
- Paul, I like you, but that was bullshit. - Why is it bullshit?
"You don't want the one you love to die..."
- Maybe you don't know what love is then. - Exactly!
- What? - Love's a thing to wait for.
Sure. But if the love was there and now it's gone? Then you carry on.
You're talking about love as if it's something trivial.
"You wait, it's gone..."
Of course you wait. of course you're together.
- And of course Charlotte is really sad... - Sure!
No, but...
What's wrong?
"What's wrong?"
Do you really care?
What's wrong with you?
You turn up with half your closet.
Hemming and hawing.
What happened with Roman?
Actually...
It hasn't been working for quite a while now.
I didn't even want us to split up.
It just happened when I told him
that I'd been laid off. or "sent on vacation,"
and he didn't react at all.
Just like he hadn't been reacting to me for a long time, and...
So? What did you expect?
Is he supposed to cry or what?
You'll find another job.
If he sent you some flowers would everything be fine again?
No, I don't think it would.
It's over.
- It's not over. - It is.
You're sometimes only with someone because you don't want to be alone.
I...
It was a mistake to come here.
I didn't know where I could go.
Maybe I could call Petra and go to hers.
No.
It's fine.
It's just all a bit much for me right now.
I'm pretty alone without Thomas.
I would happily help you out.
Sleeping in your bed isn't a solution either though.
I would let you sleep in my bed, but...
If Thomas comes back...
There's a bed over there.
Maya.
Do we have to wear gloves?
Yes, there are lots of splinters.
- Splinters? - Yes.
Are we doing a Backstreet Boys routine?
I have two left-hand gloves.
Sorry about that.
- Kind of fits. - Right, the stage...
We have to clear the stage.
Franzi?
- Got it? - Yep.
Across the middle.
Is she really going to sleep here, the poor thing?
Hey!
Oh, sorry.
I put something in your closet.
Hey, that's expensive!
- Did you hurt yourself? - Just sniveling.
Who wants an after-work beer?
- Yes. - Nice one.
- Thanks everyone! - To Charlotte's new room!
Kerstin... Bye!
- Bye! - Bye!
- Sleep well! - Thanks.
Where's Maya?
Maya?
Bye.
- I thought it was great. - So did I.
- But I have to go now, don't I? - Yeah... bye.
- Okay. - Bye.
- Take care. - Take care.
There are people sleeping here.
You don't say.
What are you doing?
Building something.
Now?
When else?
This is my bedroom.
And this is my workplace.
Very funny.
I made that bed too.
The bed?
It's a great spot to sleep.
Nice. Bit like a tomb, huh?
It's not like a tomb. It's a very nice bedroom.
Okay.
What now?
Can I carry on sleeping?
As far as I'm concerned.
You look good.
You're not going to use that saw anymore, are you?
Come on.
Hey' Maya...
May I ask you something? Don't be mad...
- Do you get money for it? - For what?
- You know... - Do you think I'm a whore?
- Sorry. - How awesome is that!
No, I'm sorry!
Imagine how cool it would be to get paid for it.
- You just do it? -It's nice.
- Are you in love? - No. Not at all.
- Not at all? - Love, schmove.
I don't know...
It's a difficult question.
I think that if you really cling to other people and relationships,
then you're not really free or yourself.
Being free and letting others be free. That's true love.
- That's just a stupid theory. - It's true love!
What about the yearning?
- Yearning stops you from being free. Come! - Yearning stops you from being free.
Back to base!
I keep thinking you're touching me, but it's the ants.
- Oh, sorry. - Stay, it's fine.
I just need a quick drink of water.
Charlotte, you know what's really cool?
You can set Finder to over 55s.
What's Finder?
- You don't know it? - No.
It's a dating app.
- Dating app? - Yeah.
- Meeting people on the Internet? - Yeah.
Over 55s? You can't be serious!
I don't want to meet people via the Internet, it's weird.
You agreed on the full works. Just trust me.
But strangers?
That's what all the fun's about, the strangers!
Come, come, come!
- We have to do your profile. - Profile?
- Meaning...? - A profile! About you.
- Charlotte! Where do you live? - No idea!
- Give me your best face. Do the duck face. - No!
- Do we really need a photo? - Of course!
Look at me. Look cute or...
- No! I look awful! - You look cute.
So, my dear Charlotte, this here is Finder.
It's an app.
You can meet people here, check out their photos.
He's so damn cute.
But way too young.
Give him eight years and he'll be a bull.
Click on anyone you like the look of.
- What's she doing here? -She must've entered something wrong.
- I'm not into girls. - You don't have to be.
Oh, look at him!
What does he want?
Shall I really tell you? You really want to know the details?
I'll come back to him later.
- So, let me tell you how it works. - He looks nice.
You tap twice, like this.
Then you can talk and he'll react.
That's a match. Go on, give it a go.
- Now? - Yes, try it!
- What if he replies? - That's great.
- Oh God! - Do it!
Hello, I'm Charlotte.
Friedrich.
- He's nice. - Yes!
Ask him how he's doing.
- How he's doing? - Yes, how he's doing.
How're you doing?
Good.
Now put your cards on the table and ask if he wants to meet up.
- Like now? - Yeah. Nobody wastes any time here.
Nobody should waste anything here. It's a forest.
You can break the tension by putting a winking smiley at the end.
Winking smiley, okay.
Friedrich, would you like to meet up for a coffee?
I'd love to.
He winked back.
- What did he say? - "I'd love to."
He'd love to? Great!
Maya, it's... So he's coming?
That's great! Come here. It'll be amazing.
Now come with me, there's more.
I already have a date.
Yes, but two will do no harm. Or three, or four...
There are shit stains on his T-shirts.
Maybe he does it on purpose.
Maybe they're secret messages.
He craps in his underpants on purpose.
- True, maybe he wants to... -...tell you something.
Oops. Sorry.
What could it mean?
Crap in his underpants.
It's not going well?
He loves me so much, he even writes me love letters with his shit.
A shitty fart might mean...
- Here's one for you too. -..."You're bad at kissing."
Then a huge log could mean...
"You suck."
- Thanks, are they for me? - Yep.
You can take them home to masturbate.
You don't have anyone, right?
Could you wash my shitty panties too?
I think you need to get laid.
Yeah?
Could you sort the clothespins out by color?
You walk like you've already shit your pants.
Cunt.
I'll go on ahead, okay?
- I'll do whatever you want. - Okay.
Shut your mouth.
- Charlotte? - Yes.
Friedrich.
- First off, hello. - Hello.
Even prettier than on your profile pic. Farsighted.
- Coffee? - Yes, please.
Now I've spilled it.
- Are you always this rough-and-ready? - I'm a little nervous.
- Sorry. - It doesn't matter.
Oh, cheesecake!
- Not good? - No.
I'm lactose intolerant.
We can still talk.
- I'll see what else I have. - Sure.
Whoa, it's dark. Oh my.
- I found a banana. - A banana?
Sure, fruit is healthy.
- You're not banana intolerant? - No.
- Are these mosquitoes? - Yes, we have lots here.
It's always itchy somewhere.
Yeah, it's always itchy somewhere.
So...
I'm a philosophy lecturer at the Sorbonne in Paris.
I teach philosophy to young female students.
Young female students, that is my suffering.
Young female students
desire an attractive philosopher.
Not only in lectures,
but also...
That's why I now want to meet a mature, experienced woman.
And...
I'm starting with you, I guess you could say.
Charlotte, have you ever had a steady relationship,
a relationship that lasted over an extended period of time?
If so, how long ago was it?
One week ago.
One week?
You broke up with someone a week ago?
Yes...
- Why? - That's not all that long ago at all.
Not so long ago.
I don't think this is going to work out after all.
But I find you very attractive.
The cake didn't work out, but I'd gladly take the banana with me.
And... I'll say goodbye.
I don't fully understand, would it be better if I were in a relationship?
God no!
After a relationship, you need time to come to terms with the break-up.
You still have so much relationship baggage and...
Goodbye.
- You came all this way for nothing. - I like walking.
Can you help me carry the stuff inside?
No.
Why not?
Don't feel like it.
Why are you always in a shitty mood? Somethings always up with you.
- Tell me what I should change and I will. - I don't know, okay?
- Franzi... - I don't want...
- How long have you felt like this? - A while.
- Why? - I don't know, okay?
Saying that won't make things better.
Nor will carrying on like this.
You want to break up?
I'm sorry.
- Would you get out? - No.
- You can't just leave. - I'm leaving.
- Get out, I'm leaving! - I don't want to get out.
Just one thing. I can wait, okay?
I'll wait, okay?
- Don't go. - Please leave me.
Paul, no. Please!
Don't make it so difficult.
What's going on here?
You haven't even changed your clothes.
You got dressed up. Thank you.
You didn't have to.
I had a date.
Who with?
Friedrich.
Where did you meet him?
On the Internet.
Oh, Christ!
Did Maya talk you into it or what?
Was it good?
It's the Internet...
What did you expect?
Next time you try to use Finder...
- Oh well... - You realize yourself, right, Mom?
I've spent a lot of time thinking about eternity,
and that we live in the here and now.
If someone comes and asks the time, you say:
"Huh? I don't worry about that anymore."
I mean, this is the first time we've met and we seem to get along very well...
Just seize the moment, you know.
Would it be okay if I were to kiss you?
We don't really know each other, do we?
-It's kind of everyone for himself. - There's two sides to everything.
We're actually all just one big soul.
And then I'll try to copy it.
"The waitress brought cutlery."
The look on your face.
Shush, be quiet now!
Of course she can hear us. Be quiet.
Did he just pass through?
- Who? - The train.
There was no train.
Watch your feet.
You know...
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting...
This everlasting waiting.
Even if you do it actively...
- It's stupid. - But it's sometimes worth it.
Maybe.
Or maybe not.
But maybe it is.
When Thomas went that way. and you stayed here...
That's when your problem started.
Now it's time for you to leave in the other direction.
Yeah...
Yeah, I'll see.
What will you do otherwise?
I'll be alright.
I'm going to do this thing.
I'll see it through.
- Even without him? - Even without him.
Good.
And why don't I believe you?
Maybe because I'm short and skinny?
You're still fat enough and tall enough.
It can't be that.
- Let me try. - You can't do it.
And if you move your body down?
No, more like...
Yeah, a bit more.
Further down, further down.
Both feet and legs pointing backwards.
That's it. Now your torso upright.
Even straighter, fully upright.
That's it.
And...
It's unbelievable.
It annoys me... it's always annoyed me.
That you always get down on your knees before me.
I'm just scratching the flakes off.
The flaky paint.
If you like...
You could give me a hand.
Paul?
Paul!
That's enough.
Not good?
No, it's good.
Perhaps too good.
Whenever I'm down there, I want to get up here.
As soon as I get up here, I want to be down there.
Is it those swifts from out the front that are crapping in here too?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
There's crap all over this part too.
I'll try from the other side.
I'll start with the front here.
- Dude! Have you got me? - Yes!
It was the nightingale, and not the lark.
- Are you screwing with me? - Wilt thou be gone?
Just forget about the crap, okay?
It's so nice here.
I was thinking of putting a projection screen up there.
- Turn it into a little movie theater. - A summer movie theater.
Yeah. "Closed-air," not open-air.
But no romantic movies.
No.
- I don't want that. - No way. No kissing.
- Nope. - No emotions.
- Action, splatter... - Totally.
- Psycho thrillers... - Blood.
- Loads of blood. - Yep.
We'll start with Saw, 1 thru 9.
- Freddie Kruger! - Freddie Kruger!
Nightmare on Elm Street. Friday the 13th. - Yeah!
- With crazy sounds or whatever. - Yeah!
You know what sucks though? The movie theater's a great idea, but...
It's really a problem, because I...
I don't think I can afford my place anymore.
Ah, that's not a problem.
You can help me out here and that'll sort your rent out.
So I'd be your employee?
My servant.
My manservant.
Oh man.
Okay, cool.
I mean...
I'd love you to stay.
Me too.
Now I'll get scars and it'll eat away my flesh.
The rail road zombie.
That's the idea.
Forget about the plastic for a second. Imagine a huge projection screen, okay?
- And the projector has to be higher up. - Up there!
- That might even be too far away. - Yeah?
- What are you doing here? - Trying something out.
What?
A projection screen.
- What's the time anyway? - Twelve.
- Good morning. - Morning.
We actually agreed that we will work in here from eight.
- What is it? - Vietnam. I was there three years ago.
But you can see it much better from this side.
- Really? - Yep.
- Look. Fantastic!
- And maybe cotton candy or popcorn machines. - Look at this!
It's amazing.
Not as worse as the circular saw anyway.
"Bad". Not as bad as...
Oh, Kerstin!
- How long were you there? - Three months. Scoot over.
- In the jungle? - Yep.
You can't see anything on these plastic sheets.
Hey, chill out.
You can't see anything.
I'm not a cameraman, okay?
I can tell.
Scoot over.
- Hey, it's my bed. - I built it, so stop moaning.
- Sorry. - Better.
- I'll be off again soon anyway. - Yeah? Where?
South America.
- South America! - Hey, this guy here was great.
I'd love to travel too.
Then do it.
No.
You can't just "do" that.
Of course you can.
I think I've been bitten.
- Yeah? Where? - Here.
It's a nasty one.
It itches more if you rub it like that.
Stay still! Come here.
- Is that cooling it down? - Yeah, that's good.
- What did you put on it? - A piece of apple.
Now the wasps will be all over it.
You're looking good.
- You said that to me before. - I did?
Do you have children?
Two.
Where are they?
South America.
So that's why you want to go there.
Want to come with me?
With you?
Of course.
Well? Do you want to come?
- Your eyes closed or open? - Closed. No, open.
- Let's close them! - Okay, closed.
Where would you go now if you could choose?
Two.
Two... Two wigs?
Animals aren't you're specialist subject. They're not "wigs."
They're earwigs.
The past.
I would go to the past.
- Shall I do some pull-ups? - Yes, do some pull-ups.
- I'll make music on you. - Okay.
We'll go to...
We'll go back to ten minutes ago.
24, 25...
13, 9, 1, 7, 28, 107...
I'm coming! Come out, come out, wherever you are!
- What's wrong? - You're like a satellite.
One that never leaves my path. just orbiting my orbit.
Always at the same distance.
We play hide-and-seek here every Tuesday.
I told you that I wanted to be left alone just a quarter of an hour ago.
- Didn't you realize? - Yes, that's why I turned away.
That's pretty much the same thing.
You're shitting me, right?
Stay there on your own then, staring into thin air.
- You're infuriating. - Am I taking up your space?
I don't want to...
- How much time do you need for yourself? - No idea. I've got...
It's our goal, our dream, and you always want to be alone.
It's as if we had a kid.
What'll it be like when we have a kid?
We won't be together then, one of us will have to stay to look after it.
But that's already happening.
We don't even have a dog.
All I said was "Please, let me be alone."
And we've discussed the kid topic enough times already.
Now you're offended again. It's so annoying...
What are you doing?
I thought we were leaving the bricks exposed.
You should draw the curtain when you're working here.
It gets so dusty up there.
- You've got to be kidding, right? - What?
- You've got to be kidding, right? - Why?
"It gets dusty."
Just look at this place. I have a visitor coming.
Get a hotel room then.
A room for an hour. It won't be dusty, and there'll be no one working.
The tone you take sometimes...
Hey, have you lost your mind?
You can't just slap cement all over the place!
Get out of here! You too!
He won't be back.
I can't read it.
I know.
You think I see you all the time?
You think I'm waiting?
I'll stand here every day.
Forever.
How pathetic is that!
- Shall we nail her to the crossing sign? - Yeah!
Let's nail her to the crossing sign.
I'm laughing to death!
You're still up?
Oh, Thomas.
The ghost.
I think you can forget about him.
There's no point.
Yearning stops you from being free.
That's not one of mine, Maya said it.
But she's right.
It does you good to forget.
It really does you good.
At some point, you'll be alone.
Not today.
Was it better than with Roman?
Anything is better than with Roman.
That's disgusting.
- So selfish. - What?
You're so...
What's wrong with you?
Have you even thought about how Roman's doing?
Probably the same as always.
You think? Maybe he's sitting at home, crying.
- What? - Maybe.
And you're here meeting up with guys you don't know.
Yeah, I'm being a woman again.
You only feel like a woman when you fuck strangers?
I didn't fuck him. and it's not about fucking strangers.
And it's not about Roman, it's about me. Just me.
How can you just open yourself up to men again so easily?
Sex isn't just sex. There are always feelings involved.
It's just nice when someone appreciates you.
Now you suddenly feel like this newborn woman?
And you're completely shoving Roman aside.
How can you be so cold-hearted?
You sit there like a grieving widow and accuse me
when all I did was have a nice day.
With a nice man.
It was nice. That's all.
Is that so bad?
Now you've ruined it.
Perhaps you're the selfish one.
Maybe I'm just sad.
So am I now. Thanks!
Kerstin?
Can I do it with you?
This is the meadow.
- And that's the fur. - Okay.
Let's make a pile.
Of things that we're not sure of yet.
You make that pile.
What's happened?
I don't want to do this anymore.
Give me that.
No.
Give it to me.
Give it!
- Stop it! - Why?
You're hurting me.
Let go!
Let go now, Paul!
Hello, Roman.
Yes, I know. I just didn't want to pick up.
I don't know.
Maybe I'll be here for a bit.
Maybe I'll be away for a bit. I don't know.
No, I'm not coming back.
Take care, Roman.
Who do we have here?
Long time no see.
Shoes off! Only joking.
What's going on?
Nothing.
Nothing's going on.
Did you come for that stupid village fair?
We haven't seen each other for ages. Please come to the fair with me this time!
My head itches so bad. could I have scabies?
You're just trying to change the subject.
I know why you're here.
I can smell what you're cooking up.
Don't act like you know what's what.
I do.
I'm not stupid. I know what's going on with you guys.
But seriously, if you want him back. speak to him, tell him.
I don't know if it'll work. You were gone a while.
Besides, he and Kerstin seem to be getting on well,
without trying to stir things up...
I mean... I love Kerstin, but...
Yeah, why again?
What? Don't be stupid, she's cool.
Don't be stupid, come on.
- No! - I'm not doing anything.
- Okay, nor am I. - Good.
- One euro? - Yep.
I'll have two then, please.
Pick one.
I'm going to get a beer.
Now Marie will put the raffle numbers into the drum.
The person who has the number Marie pulls out wins.
Okay?
239...
A cute little rucksack.
Excellent. And next up: 391.
Two collector's mugs.
Something truly incredible.
The tension...
You see? Some people are really feeling it.
Now we have a second good luck fairy.
Don't worry.
It's an Evangelical gathering and...
there'll be no cheating here.
Everything's done correctly, no tricks.
We all want to go to heaven, we all want to win.
And next up, we have this amazing grater.
You can grate anything with it.
You can really do some damage with this.
There's a lot to be won if you have a lot of raffle tickets.
That's in the Bible. He who has will be given more.
Now a mystery prize.
It could be anything.
It's heavy. It's interesting.
224. Two-two-four.
Nobody is stepping up.
224.
I'm sorry.
Franzi, what do you want from me?
- I want to kiss you. - I don't want to kiss you. You left me.
- You threw three years down the drain. - I didn't, I was just honest, okay?
Sure. And that's why I'm saying it's fine.
Let's just...
Let's just leave it at that, okay?
Cool.
You turned into a really cool guy, huh?
You can't be bothered. It hurt you, let's just leave it at that.
- Oh, Franzi. - What?
I'm being punished for being honest.
- I'm sorry. - For what?
Fuck you, seriously. Fuck off!
Was it Kerstin?
Was it because of Kerstin?
Come on, Paul. Please.
- Please think... - Leave it.
Say it! I was honest with you, now you be honest with me!
Be honest!
I can have a sip, right?
- Actually you can't. - Oops.
Sorry.
I'm really sorry. But now you know how it feels.
To lose something.
Is everything okay with you?
- Is it with you? - No, I have a wet leg.
Oh, I'm terribly sorry. I don't give a shit about your damn leg!
- Are you happy now? - Ask him. Ask Paul.
Stop it!
What was it like to feel him. to feel something for once?
- You're empty! You're empty! - Enough!
I'm empty? Who's the bitch who ran off?
- You didn't want him! - Was it nice?
Did you feel something in your empty blue eyes?
Was it nice, yeah?
He was mine!
Just because you don't have anybody.
- You think that's funny, huh? - Ask him!
Just ask him what he wants.
Do you know how he felt all that time?
Then he poured his heart out to me. because you were so shitty!
What did he do wrong?
Was he too boring? Too romantic?
Because you don't believe in love.
But I do, Franzi. I do!
- I also believe in love. - Fuck off!
Fuck off!
Sort your girlfriend out, Paul.
She's not all there.
- What's wrong? - She hit me in the face.
Thomas isn't coming back.
You were right.
Do you think I'll manage on my own?
Sure.
I'm going to miss you.
I'll miss you, too.
Really.
- Ah, I'm not bad. - Nope.
Manni! Do you want to dance?
- Are you trying to get rid of me? - No!
- That all you've got? - He wants rid of me!
No, I don't!
- You're barefoot? - I can't dance in shoes.
- That's brave. - Are you going to step on my feet?
- I actually wanted to dance with Paul. - It's my turn now.
You know steps and all!
- Watch out! - Oh, which way do I spin?
- Yeah! - No, that was wrong.
There.
Oh God, I'm getting dizzy.
Come over here.
- Come on! - Come on, don't make us beg.
Please, please, please!
Please!
- Did you ever fly? - No.
- Do you want to? - Yes!
- Yes? - Yes!
Paul, I actually would be up for a romantic movie again.
Untertitel: Thomas Atkin u. a. Eurotape Media Services 2016