[muffled dance music plays]
[siren wails in distance]
[indistinct street chatter]
- [horn honks] - [thud]
- [grunts] - [horn honking]
[driver] Dude, what are you doing? Are you nuts or what?
People get hurt like this.
At least you're not bleeding.
I had a guy once with an open cut.
Didn't even notice.
How can you not notice?
[distorted dialogue]
[exhales]
[groans]
[person, distorted] Careful.
[woman] Help!
[patient wheezing]
[wheezing continues]
[breathes deeply]
- [audio cuts back in] - [people clamoring]
[patient wheezing]
- [person] Hey, you! - Stop, stop, stop. I got it.
[patient gasps]
[doctor] Goddamn it, Ben! Always the same with you.
[Ben sighs]
[groans]
Tension pneumothorax.
[groans]
Who is that?
That... is Dr. Ben Weber.
Morning. [groans]
[exhales]
BERLIN ER
[man] Finally.
- Yeah, uh, sorry. It took me a while... - Coffee?
She's been a pain in the neck for days.
If I don't deliver by next week, I won't be the only one out of a job,
I'm telling ya.
[coffee machine whirring]
As if I have time for broken printers right now.
I don't give a shit about it until the May 1st protests are behind us.
[coffee machine whirring]
No, I don't want her here.
[siren wails]
No amount of money or cleaning is enough to make that ward look good.
Well, then tell Raths's assistant this:
We have a new head of ER now.
- [phone ringing] - Yeah. A really good internist this time.
Yeah. She just came in. I'm about to show her around.
[chuckles] I don't want her running away too.
Take care of it.
After our last video call,
I wasn't counting on you actually showing up.
[door opens]
[exhales] Oh. Uh... Mm.
Our hospital has 618 beds
and about 30,000 admitted patients a year.
Roughly 300 physicians and about 600 nurses, give or take.
- Don't ask me for any names. - Okay.
- Mr. Beck, I need your signature. - Not now. I'm having a tour.
When it's bad, the ER has 250 patients.
- Over 300 patients when it's really bad. - Mm-hmm.
If you ask me, I don't need an ER.
It's useless. It just costs us.
Gynecology, pediatrics...
Insurance payouts never cover the costs.
I mean, if we only could concentrate on cardiac surgery,
intensive care, radiology...
Then we could make it work. Maybe.
I was sure I'd get an ulcer before I found a new head of ER, you know.
And then you sent me that email.
You're a little young.
But I spoke to your last boss, Dr. Ruben Vogl.
Oh, yeah?
[elevator dings]
Told me you're gonna rock this joint. Yeah?
[chuckles]
[elevator opens]
- [colleague] Salam alaikum. - Salam alaikum.
[colleague] Good morning, Dr. Beck.
[elevator closes]
You talked to Ruben?
[Beck] Yes, of course.
What did he tell you?
That your geriatrics department did very well.
Geriatrics improved across the board under my management.
The patient turnaround went up 25%
and mortality rates dropped considerably.
Okay. Do you know what kind of place this is?
The KRANK has a reputation.
It doesn't scare me one bit.
Why did you leave Munich?
I needed a new challenge.
It was time for something new.
- [elevator] Ground floor. - [chuckles]
- Emergency department. - You've come to the right place.
[people shouting]
- Does it hurt? - Yes, it hurts.
[patient shouts]
[patient 2] The pain is killing me!
[patient 3] Doctor!
[Beck] Ms. Krause, this is our new department head, Dr. Suzanna Parker.
- Hi. - Hi.
These nurses are the only reason this hospital doesn't totally fall apart.
Seriously.
I haven't peed once in the last eight hours.
And for comedy, we have our specialist, Dr. Ertan.
Ms. Krause, see if there's someone you can find
to show Dr. Parker around this place.
[tapping on board]
- [Beck] Listen, Dr. Parker. - Yeah.
Have a good look around and please try to make my life easier. Okay?
I will.
Welcome to the KRANK, Dr. Parker.
- [phone rings] - Thanks.
- Sorry. Yeah? - Yes.
No, I can't. I'm giving a tour.
Can we get everyone together?
I'd like the opportunity to introduce myself.
Have fun with that.
Where were you before?
I was head of Geriatrics at the University Hospital of Munich.
Hmm.
[Krause] Emina, can you show Dr. Parker around?
Can't. I'm handing the shift over to Ben. If I can ever find him.
Here you go. This is the head physician's phone.
[Zanna] Thank you.
[phone rings]
And where are the changing rooms?
ER, charge nurse Krause.
Excuse me? Hello?
Turn the music down. Please. I can't hear you.
I said turn the music down.
Head of ER: Dr. Parker
[grunts]
[sighs]
[scoffs]
Not that way around, you idiot.
[sighs]
Hey, I cooked you up something really nice today.
Hmm?
A palate cleanser of sodium chloride with a spritzer of ondansetron,
fresh pantoprazole, a hint of thiamine...
[phone chimes]
...and to round it off, I added the classic, paracetamol.
- Hey. - [phone chimes]
- Let me guess. - Hands off.
Are you on Grindr again? Hmm?
Yeah. Oh, man. The son of my ICP patient was so unbelievably hot.
Let me see.
- [phone chimes] - Unlike you. You look like shit.
[chuckles] Thanks for the sympathy, asshole.
Shouldn't have left you at the club with all that keta.
- Fuck. - What?
- Fuck. - What is it?
I...
I've got a surgery on a cracked hip later.
I've got to operate.
[chuckles]
Please, don't.
Listen. As your doctor, and as someone with eyes generally,
I wouldn't recommend it, Ben.
[chuckles]
I have to get to my pre-op patient.
[Ben sighs]
Okay. Hold. This way around.
The bag's almost done. You'll survive, Ben,
which is tragic, since you're gonna have a fucker of a hangover.
[Ben groans]
[siren wails in distance]
[people clamoring]
[woman] And, um...
So for you it's normal to just stab someone with a knife?
[patient sighs] You don't get it, girl.
[woman chuckles]
I mean, I get that you have no idea what you wanna do with your life but...
I don't know. Can't you find a real job?
- Coming through. - [woman] Must be something you like.
- Hello? - [woman] It's totally normal...
- EMT... - I didn't know what I wanted to do.
Ow! Get up!
So I thought I should apply for med school.
- Out of the way. - But my grades...
So now I'm doing a training here.
Bro, can you shut this girl up? She's worse than being stabbed in the ass.
I'm the one keeping you from bleeding to death.
- Up with you. - Twenty bucks if you shut up...
Not you. Her. You stay down.
Concentrate.
[patient's friend] We'll ice them for you!
Nice friends...
Why are they staring at us?
There'll be a lot more of that today, I guarantee it.
You're pretty prejudiced.
Ah, just 40 years of experience.
Wanna bet? Twenty?
- No. - That's what I thought.
[people clamoring]
- Shit, I forgot the straps. - [patient groans]
- Ah! - [groans]
Um... I forgot the straps. I'll be right back, okay?
[EMT] Mm-hmm.
[patient] Do you really have to pat my ass like that?
- Yeah. - [groans]
Oh, yes. I had a dream last night that I would pat your pimply, little ass.
If I spent a whole day with that girl, I'd murder everyone.
Careful, she's still my colleague.
Even if she is a pain in the ass.
- [knocks on window] - [gasps, sighs]
[door opens]
[Emina] I've been waiting for you to start your shift.
Take it easy on me. I'm really struggling.
If you can't work hungover, don't be a trauma surgeon.
[grunts]
Emina?
Got any plans later?
You asking me out on a date?
[chuckles]
I have to operate on that hip from yesterday at noon.
Mm-hmm. Have fun.
Please, Emina...
Dude, I just pulled a 20-hour shift, okay?
[chuckles] So did I.
Come on. I'll take your 24-hour shift next week, okay?
[sighs]
And my night shifts on the weekend.
- Weekend? - Mm-hmm. Weekend.
Well, okay. See ya!
- No, no, no. - Good luck. It's a lot to ask.
- I'll do it. - Yeah?
- Deal. - Good.
There's a car accident and a suspected spleen injury.
[grunts]
Why don't you do them?
"I have to operate on that hip from yesterday at noon."
- Oh... Oh, my head. - Oh, yeah?
- Oh, it hurts. - Yeah?
[grumbles]
Thank you.
[door closes]
[spraying]
- [phones ringing] - [clamoring]
You said if I wait... [indistinct]
I got you.
Here. Do you need a blanket?
[siren wails in background]
Hey, you little shit! Get out of here!
Ah, Ben.
Hey, Ben. Finally, you're here.
Do me a favor and show Dr. Parker around the ER.
Who?
[Krause] Everyone else is busy.
- [Ben] Uh... - [Zanna] Huh.
Do I know you?
Well, doesn't matter.
You found the changing room. Good job.
Um... Right. Uh...
Hold on to this then and come with me, okay? Come.
Can you get me a stapler from the cart?
Stapler.
[Zanna] Um...
Oops. Sorry!
[Ben] I'll raise the bed to see you better. There.
[patient] Mm-hmm.
- Wonderful. - [Zanna] Hi.
I brought some backup with me.
- Can you get the swabs ready? - On it.
She's new here.
It'll take a bit, okay?
So, feel anything?
[patient] Mm-hmm.
Great.
Thank you. That's enough.
Okay.
[yawns]
[sighs]
Worked a night shift?
- [Ben] Hmm? - Night shift?
- Yeah, yeah. - [Zanna] Mm.
And the stapler.
Just so you know, this might sting a bit. Okay, Ms. Schneider?
[Ms. Schneider] Mm-hmm.
So, on three.
One...
[stapler clicks]
- [trainee] Hold still. - [patient] Here. Girl!
Can you take a picture of me, please?
I need a photo.
Please.
It's for my mom.
With ass or without?
Without. What's wrong with you?
Perfect.
Thanks, girl.
[sighs]
[ambulance rattles]
Olaf!
- Huh? - We're all flying around back here.
[patient] Olaf!
Huh?
[patient] Olaf! Dude, what's up?
You drive like a maniac.
How much longer, bro?
Shut the hell up, A-hole. We're almost there.
- Bro, what? - Or we swap. I'll come back there.
[patient] Bro, I will fuck you up.
[Olaf] Frickin' moron. Makes me sick.
- [ambulance rattles] - [patient groans]
Hey, can you ease off a little?
[Olaf] Sure, I could also show you a few sights.
Just hold tight and keep your mouth shut.
Okay, ready?
[patient groans]
Hey, that door's shut.
- Oh, you don't say! - Hello!
It's still shut.
- Or you can walk, okay? - It's still shut! Hey! Oh!
It opens for us, see?
[patient] What's your problem?
So?
"So" yourself.
You owe me 50 euros.
No, you cheated.
No, no, no. You said the guy had a bottle in his ass.
I said root vegetable.
Yeah? And you simply left out the fact
that you found the guy face down in the garden, right?
[Olaf laughs]
Yeah.
I used my home field advantage.
[chuckles]
You look like shit. You pulling a double today?
Yeah.
And now I'm filling in for our party boy.
He has a hangover.
[Olaf] That's as predictable as it is boring.
Who's the kid?
[Olaf] The one who took the knife in the ass?
No, I mean your new colleague.
[Olaf] Oh, her.
A pair of rolling eyes on two legs, no matter what I say.
- Sounds feisty. - Mm-hmm.
[whirring]
[trainee] That guy's such a pain in the ass. No pun intended.
You'd think a knife in the ass might teach him a lesson, but no. Hi.
I'm Olivia.
Emina.
So how about we teach him a lesson?
Hmm?
Hello. I'm Dr. Ertan. Let's have a look.
[patient] Feel free. My ass is all yours.
[Emina] Oh.
I'm so glad you're here. Dr. Ertan, um...
- Yes. You see it too, right? - Yes.
Yeah. I don't know what to say.
Maybe he needs a colostomy bag or something?
Yeah. May be a puncture of the outer sphincter muscle here.
You're right. That will mean a colostomy bag, I'm afraid.
[patient] Wait. I don't get it. What are you talking about?
[Olivia] Oh, my God.
Sorry, I wish I had better news.
However, it seems like you'll have to wear a feces bag,
most likely for the rest of your life.
What's "feces" mean?
[Emina] It means shit.
[patient] A shit bag?
No, girl. There's no way.
Do something! I can't shit in a bag for the rest of my life.
[Emina] First of all, I'm not your girl.
And there's a wait-list for this kind of surgery.
My colleague can add you to the wait-list...
- It can take a while. - So long.
It's a very long list.
What happened earlier, what I said,
it was nothing personal, I swear.
It's your colleague's driving. Gave me fucking brain trauma.
Had nothing to do with you.
You got to get me on the wait-list. Please!
- I got five little siblings. - I'll see what I can do.
I can't shit in a bag!
- I'll see what I can do. - Seriously?
They're gonna need another set of hands.
Right now I'm covering three patients.
Normally, I... I don't wear this underneath.
I couldn't take it off because of the pain.
All good. It suits you.
It's not the first time that he dislocated it either.
- [Ben] Oh, yeah? - Please don't.
Yeah, last time he...
It's fine if you want to keep that private.
[patient laughs] Yeah.
On three, okay?
- [Zanna] Yeah. - Okay.
And one...
[bone cracks]
[screams]
[sighs]
- [Zanna] There. - All good.
All good. Just lay back.
- There you go. - [groaning]
Oh, fuck.
- [groans] - Good.
How do you feel?
- Actually, it feels a little better. - Very good.
Well, just take it easy on the swing next time.
Tell me, do we often treat them without a nurse?
Yeah. We're understaffed. Always.
Weekends are a nightmare.
Is that okay?
And make sure to log in to the rotas on the shared drive fast enough
that you can cheat on your shifts a bit before the boss notices anything.
- Okay? - Amazing.
- Best of luck. - Yeah.
You take care, okay?
[clicking tongue]
[Ben] Can anything work around here just for once?
[Zanna] What's the team like here?
[Ben] Huh?
What kind of people are they?
Good. May-Lee, have a look, please? This isn't working again.
Dr. Ertan doesn't really take to newbies, does she?
[Ben] Emina's all right.
Yes, thanks.
Is she the same with bosses?
- [Ben] She was with the last four. - The last four?
Well, yeah. We've had four bosses this year.
Steffen always tries to find a new idiot for the job.
[chuckles]
- Why did the last one leave? - Hmm?
Mental breakdown.
May 1st, almost 300 patients here,
drunk, high, street fight wounds, and so on.
Usual May 1st.
- Ah. - Um...
Piece of shit printer doesn't work.
And you didn't want the job because...
Definitely not. We run the show from the sidelines.
The bosses are clueless, but we get it done.
- Bosses, right? - Right.
Right. What's Beck like?
Uh, forget about Beck.
ER doesn't make any money so he thinks we're useless.
Tour over.
[patient] Dr. Weber, I've been here all day.
- Ms. Scholtz! - I need help.
Someone will be right with you.
I can't. My emergency pager just went off, okay?
- Bear with us. - I've been here all morning.
Someone will be right with you, Ms. Scholtz.
Uh, why aren't you treating this patient?
A faker. She's always here.
[beeps]
- Hello. - [Ms. Scholtz] Hello.
- You are Ms... - Scholtz.
Ms. Scholtz. I'll send you a doctor as soon as I can.
Just a bit of patience, please. Have a seat. Someone will be with you.
I know you all think I'm crazy but you can't just ignore me.
And we're not.
We'll be right with you. Wait a moment and someone will come to you.
[clears throat]
[door opens]
[line ringing]
[sighs]
[Ruben] Zanna, hey.
Hey.
- Hey. - Hi.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
So, how are you? What are you up to?
Um...
What did you say to Steffen Beck?
I didn't tell him anything. Why?
Well, you must have told him something.
I...
I told him that you're a good physician and that I was sad to see you leave.
Which is the truth.
[sighs] I think he was probably wondering
why you'd choose to go to the country's shittiest hospital.
Okay.
Is that why you called?
- Zanna, don't you think we should talk? - No.
Maybe there's a few things we need to sort out.
I know. Not now. For sure.
- Zanna, come on. - Let's not do this now, please.
Some other time. I'll give you a call.
- Stop. What does that mean? - Mm-hmm. Okay, bye.
- Days, weeks? Don't shut me out. - I'll just call you back.
[phone ringing]
No, I brought you here. You have to have it looked at.
[patient, in Spanish] When's the doctor coming?
Sorry, I didn't learn to speak Spanish in the last five minutes.
Sit down, please.
Good morning to the best ER crew in Germany!
How are your succulents, my love?
[in Spanish] They told me to come for examination today.
[in Spanish] Be patient, please, miss. One of our doctors will see you shortly.
[Krause, in English] Who did you come for?
I'm here for the hyperthyroid patient who is transferring to us.
I see you have a new boss. Why didn't they pick you, Dr. Ertan?
If I wanted to manage clowns, I'd join the circus.
[door opens]
Is there no signal at all here?
[chuckles] No. You must be the new boss.
[Zanna] Yes.
I'm Dominik Kohn. Everyone calls me Dom.
I'm the resident of Internal Medicines so I'm down here a lot.
Hi. Hello.
A warm welcome to KRANK, Dr. Parker.
Well, Dom, you're the first friendly face I've seen here today.
In all fairness, upstairs we take breaks
and we have plenty of time for our patients.
- [nurse] Emergency! Stand back! - [people shouting]
- [nurse] Stand back! Stand back!
[nurse] He's been shot!
[man] He's bleeding!
[clamoring, shouting]
[nurse] Yes! No.
[nurse] Yeah. Hi.
[Krause] Another gunshot wound coming in!
Yeah.
[Krause] Passerby, caught in the crossfire.
- [Zanna] Got it. - [Krause] Arrival in two minutes.
Jenny, we need to flip him over.
[patient's friend] Bro!
[Emina] Jenny, let's go... Come on!
- Let me help. - [Emina] Get ready...
[man] He needs help!
- Jenny? - Nothing. Lay him down.
Yeah.
Hey, you two. Yes, you.
- Get out of the trauma bay! - Let's go!
Coming through! Out of the way!
Someone will be right with you.
Okay. What do we have?
[nurse] Bullet wound to the shoulder.
[Zanna] Okay, got it.
- What's your name? - Basem.
Basem, I'm Dr. Parker.
Okay. We need more compresses over here, please!
Coming.
[Zanna] All right.
Basem, can you squeeze my hand for a bit?
The bullet went straight through. Surgery can wait.
- [Ben] Do you have any other injuries? - No, no.
[Ben] Shit...
- We need security over here. - No, no. No security.
Uh... What's your friend's name?
Baraa.
- Baraa? - [Baraa] Yeah?
Cops'll be all over this place soon.
Do us both a favor and get his gun out of here.
- You got me? - You got it.
[Ben] Okay.
[Baraa] You're gonna be okay, bro.
[man] We need a doctor!
Yeah. Coming.
Apply pressure with your hand. Squeeze hard.
Someone will be right with you.
[people shouting]
[Zanna] Security!
Can you get these people out of here, please?
It's getting out of hand.
[door beeps]
Come on, man. Come, quick!
[Zanna] Move out of the way, please.
- Back up! - Clear the way, please.
- Back up. - Hi. Can you hear me?
Back up, please.
- [Ben] Do you hear me? - [gasps]
[woman] Do something!
[man] Hey, hey!
Airways are clear.
I've got a pulse.
[Ben] Okay. Nothing on the chest.
That's not his blood, I think.
Back's also clear.
[Zanna] No entry wounds, no blood in his mouth.
We'll get access, then to angio-CT.
[woman] Help him!
[groans]
He's in shock. I can't get access.
Bring the ultrasound over here, please!
- I'll do an IO access. - No. Takes too long.
- IO is your right call. - I'll get access with the ultrasound!
- It's not my first day on the job. - [Ben] Oh, yeah?
Where the hell are you going?
[groans]
Hold his head up, please.
[siren wailing]
Come on. What's wrong here?
No battery. You need to plug it in. The socket's over there.
Careful. Out of the way! Please. I said back up.
Out of the way!
[cable clicks]
Guys, do me a favor and back up a bit.
[ultrasound rattles]
You cannot be serious.
- Reception has an extension cord. - What extension cord?
- Are you kidding? - Reception has an extension cord.
[Ben] Was the cord too short?
[whirring]
Infusion, please.
Gunshot wound to the thorax.
Initial breathing problems solved with a tube.
Patient is ventilating. Previously only spontaneous breaths.
- Blood loss, approximately two liters. - Got it.
Jenny, call Surgery and Anesthesia and you need to tell CT we're coming. Okay?
[Olaf] We stabilized her with an infusion and packing.
Blood loss is the issue.
No other info on the patient.
Thanks for the handover. We're moving her.
One, two, three!
There. Thank you.
[nurse] Passerby needs to go to the OR now.
She's intubated, but MAP is dropping.
It's the same with this one.
There's room for one patient only, Dr. Parker.
She goes up.
[Emina] That's a mistake.
She's an innocent bystander.
- She goes up. I'll talk to them. - [Emina] Will you take over here?
Tell Surgery mine's going first.
You heard the new boss.
Every day there's a new fucking boss.
- Wait. She's the new boss? - Yes, Ben. She's your new boss.
Jakob, if mine ends up dying,
those guys outside will storm this place
and then we won't be able to treat anyone anymore!
- Okay. - You know that I'm right.
Tell them mine's going first.
Yes.
All right. Then call me as soon as the next OR is available.
When Surgery calls, the last gunshot wound goes up.
Dr. Ertan?
Dr. Ertan, why is your patient going up first?
Because it's the right choice.
I had already made a choice.
I don't know how many shootings you dealt with
working in shitty geriatrics,
but this isn't rheumatism or femoral neck fractures.
This is not my first shooting.
Dr. Clueless
[Krause] Dr. Parker?
- [Zanna] Yes. - Patient Scholtz has been here for hours.
She comes to me every 30 minutes.
What does she have today?
The plague, cholera, leprosy?
We'll provide care for absolutely every...
[both gasp]
Sorry.
[Krause] Can you please attend to her then?
[Zanna] Yeah.
[nurse] Okay. Right.
[screams]
Um...
You could have introduced yourself.
I wouldn't have learned as much.
- [key rattles] - [locker sticks]
[bin opens, closes]
Go take care of Lena Scholtz.
- Ah, Ms. Scholtz. - Yes?
This is Dr. Parker.
Now, because of your long wait, you get head physician treatment today.
- Just come with me. - Fabian, come on.
Uh...
Give me a moment. Let me grab your file.
Just follow the lady.
I need the file for Lena Scholtz, please.
- Take her to room two, it's free. - Okay, thanks.
You can just give me the file. Can you throw this away?
Thank you.
Straight ahead, Ms. Scholtz.
Yeah.
I bet 50.
She'll last three days.
At most.
Ms. Scholtz...
Um, your file says you were here every day this week.
You saw five different doctors and each of them confirmed independently
that there are no physical causes for your symptoms.
The nurses saw my seizure yesterday.
The nurses actually said that it didn't look like a seizure.
I'm not crazy.
And nobody's saying that.
It's just that, uh...
Well, from a medical point of view...
The doctor yesterday was so rude to me.
He said I was faking it and told me to leave,
but how am I supposed to leave the hospital
if I can't even walk straight?
You walked in today though without a problem.
You seem to be fine.
Yes. It comes and goes. Like I said, it comes and goes.
Listen, we did a CT scan of your head. Checked your blood thoroughly.
You were seen by Neurology. I'm afraid, I'm at a loss.
[Ms. Scholtz] You should be ashamed.
Excuse me?
You don't give a shit about your patients.
Your results came in negative.
I wish you all the best.
I'm not going anywhere.
Then you have two options.
Either you leave on your own with your child,
or you're leaving with security.
Fabian, let's go.
Come.
[car door opens, closes]
[traffic report over radio]
[car door opens, closes]
[seat belt clicks]
[radio] Please drive carefully...
[Olaf] I told you there was more to come today.
[report continues]
[sighs]
[Olaf] I won the bet.
Yeah. You're so great, Olaf.
Maybe you'll learn from me after all.
Three were shot, one stabbed.
Congrats. I'll give you 20 tomorrow, okay?
[report continues]
- [Olaf] I didn't create the world. - [beep]
[dispatcher] Pelican 2611?
Tourists drove a beer bicycle down the stairs into a subway station.
[chuckles]
Several light injuries.
Hey. Something else for a change, huh?
Pelican 2611. On our way.
[engine starts up]
Okay?
Get over it.
Next.
Oh, no.
Get me the backpack.
What happened?
Ms. Scholtz jumped in front of an ambulance.
Sorry.
[monitor beeping]
- Ready now. - Okay.
- Monitoring? - Yep, got it.
[machine whirring]
Uh, Trixie?
The kid. Go, please.
- [Zanna panting] - [beeping echoes]
[sobbing]
[Ben] They're taking her for a CT.
Right, good.
[sniffles]
[Ben] Are you okay?
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I had just...
[Ben] What?
Kicked her out?
Yeah. I did the same thing.
[sniffles]
Get back to Munich.
TILIDINE MAY CAUSE ADDICTION
Fuck off
Subtitling: DUBBING BROTHERS