Original subtitles

[hip-hop music playing]

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Oh, you thought That we was playing around? ♪

♪ I got the money and the power Trying to get out of town ♪

♪ We put the middle finger up We changed the rules ♪

♪ They wanna throw us into prison But we gotta refuse ♪

♪ So let's go... ♪

Is it there?

♪ Hey, now look at that Foot up on the gas... ♪

[camera clicks]

♪ Get up out the way You know it's all or nothing ♪

♪ If you ain't know it by now A storm is coming, yeah ♪

[watch ticking]

♪ Come on, I'm really living The life right now ♪

♪ Come take a ride Into my lifestyle ♪

♪ It gets crazy, it gets wild ♪

♪ Too fast, I can't slow down ♪

♪ I'm really living The life right now ♪

♪ Come take a ride Into my lifestyle ♪

♪ It gets crazy, it gets wild ♪

♪ Too fast, I can't slow down ♪

♪ Yeah, come on ♪

♪ Ain't no looking back Ain't no looking back now ♪

♪ The money and the power ♪

♪ I got the money in my hand Come on ♪

♪ My team's so legit So fast, so quick ♪

♪ Tell the cops "Catch me if you can" ♪

♪ I'm really living The life right now ♪

♪ Come take a ride Into my lifestyle ♪

♪ It gets crazy, it gets wild ♪

♪ Too fast, I can't slow down ♪

[dramatic music playing]

Thirty-two, 33, 34, 35, 36.

-[Soner] I can't do anymore. -Thirty-seven 38, 39.

-Forty, 41, 42, 43. -[groaning] I want breakfast.

-Forty-four, 45, 46, 47... -[video game beeping]

Forty-eight, 49, 50.

-[video game character] Bring it on! -[Soner] I'm hungry, Yusuf.

Soner, give me 20,000.

-How much? -Twenty thousand.

[video game beeps]

[intriguing music playing]

-Is your math homework done? -Nope.

-Not just small bills. -I'm not. I know.

Thank you.

[speaking Turkish]

Selda, I'm taking your car. Thanks, bye.

[reporter 1 on radio] The security at many branches

of the Berlin Credit Union Bank needs to be improved.

There's been a series of bank robberies...

[reporter 2 on radio] On Wednesday, the Berlin Credit Union Bank...

[reporter 1] Never been easier to get hold of a few hundred thousand.

[reporter 3] Another branch of the Berlin Credit Union Bank...

[reporter 2] A call was made to the emergency services today.

[reporter 4] A safety deposit vault was robbed at a branch

of the Berlin Credit Union Bank in Friedenau.

[woman] Did you close your account?

[man] There's nothing in mine to steal.

[woman] The Berlin police force looks so stupid and incompetent.

[man] They're arresting random people off the street.

Meanwhile, the real thieves are out there laughing their heads off.

[woman] I wouldn't wanna be the guy in charge.

[radio announcer] Coming up next, we have a new song...

[drill whirring]

Papa? Papa?

[speaking Turkish]

Oh, yeah. Chai?

[plates clattering]

This time, he's dead.

Dariusz!

I know you dropped the plates! I heard it. [grunts]

-Get it together, Dariusz! -It's all good.

-What's good? -Well, some didn't break.

[mellow instrumental music playing over speaker]

It's really coming along great.

-Honestly, it looks good. -Yeah?

Mm-hm.

-Really? -I swear.

Kitchen comes Monday?

I don't want your money, Yusuf.

I want you to stop this damn day trading.

[plates clattering]

[Dariusz] It's okay, nothing happened.

It's probably the glassware this time.

Dariusz?

What am I gonna do with you?

[intriguing music playing]

[indistinct shouting]

[dramatic music playing]

Go! Go! Go!

Get it! Pass it to Yusuf!

Straight into the net!

[blows whistle]

That's a warning!

Remember, aim for the back of the net.

[coach] What do you think you're doing? Don't you have eyes?

[player 1] What are the cops doing here?

[player 2] No idea

[player 3] Let's do it.

Kick it in!

Come on, Yusuf. Just like how we trained.

[player 4] Come on, go. Straight ahead.

-He's scared of you. -[player 5] You got this.

[whistle blows]

-[net swishes] -[men cheering]

Get down. On the ground.

That was a nice kick, buddy.

I'm impressed.

[thunder rumbling]

18 MONTHS BEFORE THE ARREST

Come on.

-Come. Load up. -Okay.

Come on. Come on.

[indistinct chatter]

If we're quick, I can drop you off at school.

No, it's okay.

You should take care of your own stuff.

-What? -Not just delivering vegetables.

Pay off the snack bar debt, and make plans for what's next.

Plan for what's next?

I don't have that luxury.

[inhales deeply]

-[Yusuf] Papa. -Shh. Take it. It's fine.

You're the one who should plan.

I want you to do better than me.

[intriguing music playing]

[woman] One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.

Eight thousand, one hundred two hundred, twenty.

What's all this money for, if you don't mind me asking?

Could you please transfer it to the tax office?

I want it to look like it came from my father's account.

-What's your father's name? -Mohamed Arslan.

[keyboard clacking]

[sighs]

[mouse clicking]

[ominous music playing]

Okay. [clears throat]

Just one moment.

[man] Yes?

[teller] We have a special case out here.

[man] Coming.

[clears throat]

[intriguing music playing]

[clears throat]

Mr. Arslan.

Wrong one, unfortunately.

What do you mean by that?

[keyboard clacks]

[squeaks]

So do you need me to elaborate or is it self-explanatory?

-A hundred twenty thousand? -[man] In the black's better, huh?

[mellow foreign music playing over speakers]

Right on time, my little lamb. Sit down.

Your mama will be here soon.

[scoffs]

Looks good.

Come with me.

Papa, the salad's done.

♪ Soni, Soni, Soni ♪

Come in and close the door.

-Is something up with my car? -Nope.

-What's this? -They're bank statements.

Apparently, for the past few months,

Papa's been taking out one loan after another.

So now, long story short, we're pretty much screwed.

They let Papa borrow this much?

Why would they do that?

He'll never be able to pay them back.

I closed my savings account.

I used my money to pay the tax office.

What?

All of it?

Every vacation job? Every last single penny?

I bought food with the rest of it.

[sighs]

[sighs]

What about Mama?

Pretty sure she doesn't know how much we owe.

-What happens when we tell her? -She's really gonna flip out.

[door opens]

[Hanna] Hi.

-Hi, Mama. -Hi.

Hi.

Why are you hanging out in the hallway?

You cooked?

Mm. That looks good.

You look good.

[Hanna chuckles]

It's not worth it.

Definitely not.

[intriguing music playing]

Hey there.

[camera beeps]

[tape recorder clicks]

So...

You slept well?

Just tell me what I'm doing here.

Yusuf Arslan.

Mm-hm.

It's not looking good for you.

[speaking Turkish]

Yeah, my German's better than your Turkish.

Are you even Turkish?

At the beginning, everyone tries acting like a tough guy.

They get over that pretty quick.

I'm trying to help here, so be grateful. Listen to me.

You'll be held until your trial.

It'll soften you up a bit.

And then you'll serve your sentence.

For how long that is...

God only knows.

Ten years?

Just in terms of procedure...

shouldn't I be able to call my lawyer?

I'm sure I'm allowed to call someone.

-[intriguing music playing] -[Selda] Where've you been?

-The police station. -All night?

-Yeah. -Have you been mistreated?

Do not put up with anyone's bullshit.

They've been treating me okay.

Selda, can you go into my room?

Please?

Okay.

Now what?

-Go to my desk. -Yeah, I'm here.

Oh, my God you won't believe this. Soner got an A in math.

Selda, can you focus?

Yeah.

Do you see the envelope that I taped underneath? Open it.

-Dr. Julia Rieger? -Call her.

Who is she?

My lawyer. I'm in custody.

I need stuff.

Uh, can you bring me a couple of sweaters, underwear, slippers?

Bring me a book.

I should tell our parents about this.

No, Selda, you can't.

Can you please do what I say?

[hip-hop music playing softly]

My sister'll contact my lawyer. I don't know how long it'll take.

Good. Take your fucking shoes off, they're ruining the floor.

All right. Here.

Don't freeze to death before we lock you away.

[cell phone ringing]

[line ringing]

[Soner on recording] What's good, bro?

This is Soner-Man, the Deathclaw of Moabit.

What do you want?

You better fucking call me ASAP, Deathclaw!

♪ Take a ride into my lifestyle ♪

♪ It gets crazy, it gets wild ♪

♪ Too fast, I can't slow down ♪

[Kramer] It's a good sign that you called your sister.

-What does she do? -Studies.

-Mechanical engineering. -You might be seen in a better light.

The district attorney will like that. Mechanical engineering.

She's solid. Independent. Perfectly integrated.

EXIT

And I'll bet she's a real sweetheart.

-This is you and Yusuf's bullshit. -I'm innocent.

Admit it. You're the Watson to his Sherlock.

You better listen to me.

-What? -He said...

The Rebels need to be alerted that the Death Star is coming.

-Rebels. Death Star. Yeah, I'm on it. -Uh-huh.

-Also... -Alderaan must be evacuated.

-I'm going home. -I'm going to Tempelhof.

-Bye. -Run!

[Soner] Okay.

♪ It gets crazy, it gets wild ♪

♪ Too fast, I can't slow down ♪

[sniffles]

Your parents are separated, right?

It sounds like after your parents separated,

your father went bankrupt, and you didn't know what else to do.

I get that. My parents divorced when I was young.

Listen to me.

Word of advice, be brave.

Confess to everything.

Wipe the slate clean.

Pay back what you still have, and tell us where they are.

Give up your buddies.

What buddies?

Or was it your family?

Robbing a bank? Okay. It happens.

Six times? Whatever.

You're not the first one, okay? But you have made a huge mistake.

You fucked with the bank.

You fucked with the state.

[yelling] It's your turn to get fucked!

You'll be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Ten years!

You ripped off your own people! You're an apprentice at the bank!

How stupid are you, kid?

[suspenseful music playing]

[clock ticking]

Come on, connect.

CHECKMATE

CHECKMATE

Where's the money?

Where is it?

Shit.

[groans]

Shit. This can't be happening. Where the hell is it?

[groans]

[door closes]

15 MONTHS BEFORE THE ARREST

[man] The next student coming to the stage

in the graduating class of 2024

is the class valedictorian Yusuf Arslan.

-[crowd applauding] -Whoo!

Congratulations.

[Mohamed] "Average mark: 0.9." [scoffs]

How can you get a better mark than a one?

-He gets it from me. -Mm-hm.

-Mm-hm. -[chuckles]

Unbelievable.

-I have to go, my darlings. -Stay a little longer.

Anna's been there all day,

and the twins are due tonight. It wouldn't be right.

See you. Bye.

Whatever you do, don't marry a midwife.

-Mr. Arslan. -Hmm.

The whole world is your oyster.

How could you say that?

What do you mean?

Does Mama know we're in debt?

Yusuf.

Please, not here.

-I'll see you later. -What about Mama?

Papa, please tell her.

You didn't think I'd find out?

Why'd you pay the tax bill with your own money?

-Because you have so much debt, Papa. -Was it from your savings account?

Yusuf.

Repaying the interest isn't enough.

And self-pity won't pay for anything.

It'll drag you down. Tell Mama and make a plan.

Don't put it off because it'll get worse.

What's your plan?

Say it. What plans do you have for yourself?

Come on. I'm curious. Whatever it is.

You know what I've always imagined for you?

The door's wide open. You as a banker.

A lawyer. A civil engineer.

KANT HIGH SCHOOL

There's a foundation.

A kind of scholarship.

They said they'll support me.

I can go wherever I want.

European law in Brussels, law in Hamburg, Mannheim, or Passau.

Maybe business and ethics? Bayreuth is great.

You wanna leave here?

-[somber music playing] -[sighs]

That's great.

You have to. It's important.

I know that whatever you do will be right.

Okay?

See you tomorrow.

4 a.m. I'll come get you if you need me to.

And when were you going to tell me about this?

-When they throw us out? -Hello!

[Mohamed] Hanna, don't worry. They won't throw us out.

[Hanna] Are you hiding anything else?

[Mohamed] What else do you think there is?

[Hanna] How would I know?

You never open the mail.

You pay bills when you feel like it.

I'm completely justified in asking you if there's anything else

that you're not telling me.

[Mohamed] I've told you everything, I promise. Can we drop it now?

[Hanna] Stop it. Stop.

Please, enough of your promises. I don't wanna hear it anymore!

Why do you keep doing that?

Your promises don't mean anything!

They're just empty words. Nothing ever changes.

Empty words? Seriously?

I'm some kind of bullshit liar to you?

You know very well that I would do anything for you!

[Hanna] I have no idea where we're going to get the money from.

We can't ask my parents again.

We're over 100,000 euros in debt, Momo.

-Where are we going to get it from? -[Mohamed] I will think of something.

You seriously need help.

You're full of bullshit.

You'll be ruined by doing nothing.

Hanna.

I can't.

I, uh... I can't do this.

[Mohamed] I need more time. Hanna!

[Hanna] No more. I need space to think.

[curtain beads rattling]

[sighs]

-[Yusuf] Are you leaving? -[sighs]

[sighs]

Where will you go?

I have to think about some things.

You knew, didn't you? How much debt we were in?

My clever boy.

No one can fool you. [chuckles]

[sobbing]

I'm sorry.

[door opens]

Hey.

She's not leaving us, okay?

She'll be back.

[upbeat discordant music playing]

[Müller] Welcome, Mr. Arslan.

Please come in and have a seat.

So you're here to apply for a banking apprenticeship with us.

-I'd like to look at your diploma. -[Yusuf] Glad I brought it with me.

[Müller] Hmm?

Honor student. Very impressive.

-[Maier] Top in his class. -[Schmidt] Mm.

What does it take for one to become a valedictorian?

Well, it takes a lot of hard work...

Which languages do you happen to be fluent in?

-English, French, and German. -As well as, Turkish, right?

Yes. Right.

And Turkish.

[Schmidt] Ah. One more question, Mr. Arslan.

When Türkiye competes against the German national soccer team,

who do you support?

Honestly?

Mm.

Türkiye. No question.

[Müller] Well, then, welcome to Berlin Credit Union Bank.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

[Schmidt] Nine out of ten people would have lied.

But not you, Mr. Arslan.

Honest people are always welcome here.

[Müller] We can definitely use someone like you.

Thank you.

How can the money disappear on its own?

-He hid it somewhere else. -When? Where?

I mean, I've looked everywhere around here.

Somebody for sure stole the money.

-What should I do? -I have no idea.

Hopefully the police don't find it.

-Is Papa there? -He's not, thank God.

Look for the cash.

[door closes]

Soni.

-You hungry? -No, I already ate.

Hey. I told you to stop eating this junk food.

Huh?

[Selda] I wanna see Yusuf Arslan.

-First of all, hello. -Hello there.

-Yusuf Arslan, please. -Repeat that?

Yusuf Arslan.

-Okay, and your name is? -Selda.

Selda Arslan.

The big sister?

-Yeah. -Coffee or tea?

Take me to my brother.

I informed him that he's in deep.

So first, he needs to confess and tell us who else was involved.

-And second? -We've done the calculations.

The robberies combined...

added up to about, hmm, 1 or 2 million.

So if you wanna help your brother, I'd cooperate.

Smart.

Probably a rental car.

The best-selling model of the last five years.

Stolen license plates.

-[tense music playing] -They follow the same pattern.

Always the afternoon, no customers, no one around,

no resistance from the employees.

And a good distance from the nearest police station.

I have a question.

What makes you think it's my brother?

That could be anyone.

[chuckles]

Your brother was ratted out.

POLICE CLUELESS, BANKS HELPLESS

An anonymous letter.

This is great. Listen to this.

"If you want the bank robberies to stop,

then compare this photo with the Berlin Daily News

from October 31st.

"The man you want is Yusuf Arslan."

You just believe it?

-Some random letter... -Now you listen to me!

That is your brother!

Do you know what I've had to deal with from the higher-ups?

Your brother and his pals are making fools of us

and the press is having a field day.

But now I'm closing this down.

He'll be held until trial.

Gather evidence.

Catch the other idiots involved.

Your brother plays it cool? No problem.

That's exactly why you're here.

Ratted out? Me?

Why just you?

Why'd you bring me this?

I brought it because you'll be in here for a while.

Is this the same as always? Yusuf on autopilot?

You'll talk after you've figured it all out?

No one else gets to have a say?

Yusuf's got it handled.

Don't you get it?

You have to give a statement.

Return the money to them. The others have to come clean.

We have an agreement.

We're friends. We stick together.

What if the only idiot is you who sticks to the agreement?

What if one of them ratted you out? Or all?

Regardless...

you know what that means.

Somebody has stolen all your cash.

Give me the names.

-Did Soner do what I told him to? -Yeah. He wrote them.

He did, he told me he did. Give me the names.

Or should I get them from Soner?

They can only hold me 24 hours without a court order.

After that, they'll get an arrest warrant

and search the apartment.

-I guess tomorrow. -Nice. And Papa drops dead.

You have to get him out of there.

Selda, promise me. Papa has to be out of the house.

Why should I promise you anything

when you don't give two shits about what I say?

I'll handle everything, with the lawyer.

-Don't worry about it. -You're an idiot.

How are we going to hide this?

From Papa, yeah, but from Mama?

There were a ton of people at the match.

Do you know how fast this will spread?

Papa can't find out.

I know he'll mess everything up if he does.

Give me four or five days and the lawyer will be onboard.

We'll fix everything.

About Mama...

we'll figure it out.

"We"?

You think you can just plan your way outta this and be fine?

Selda.

I lost Papa's locket,

the one with Grandpa's photo, on the soccer field.

Can you look for it?

Please?

[Soner] How do we get Papa out of the apartment?

[Selda] When do you think they'll come?

The cops always show up at sunrise.

-Can we go? I'm tired. -No, keep looking.

And tell me their names.

I can't. I promised Yusuf I wouldn't.

You better tell me.

Who were they?

I can only tell you one, okay?

Arslan!

I'll find your friends and the cash.

I'll make them confess. Ten years.

[chuckling]

-Give me that! -This thing?

-It's mine! -This will bring me good luck!

You fucking asshole!

Enjoy the ride!

[intriguing music playing]

POLICE

[knocking on door]

[doorknob rattling]

Here we go.

Hello. Police.

I have a search warrant for the home of Mr. Yusuf Arslan.

[prisoner whistles]

[sighs]

You can relax here.

It's on us. It's only three nights.

Hey, you're not allowed to ruin the surprise.

I've got the best kids.

[intriguing music playing]

Okay.

-Take care, Papa. -Drive carefully.

Of course.

[engine starts]

Selda. I forgot my phone.

Don't worry, you don't need it. Go chill out!

[car horn honks]

Here you go.

Appreciate it.

[on recording] This is Hanna Arslan. Leave a message after the tone.

-Thanks. -Hanna, it's me.

Something's going on with the kids. Can you check on them, please?

[dramatic music playing]

CHECKMATE

[screaming]

[hooting excitedly]

Steven?

Stop walking.

-What? What? -I know you betrayed him.

It was you, right?

♪ Tell the cops "Catch me if you can" ♪

♪ True to my crew No snitching on the fam ♪

♪ Do it for the rush Money in my hand ♪

♪ Life that we live You just won't understand ♪

♪ I got my foot up on the pedal And I'm letting you know ♪

♪ We making it happen Like never before, come on ♪

♪ It gets crazy, it gets wild ♪

♪ Too fast, I can't slow down Yeah, come on ♪

♪ Ain't no looking back Ain't no looking back now ♪

♪ The money and the power ♪

♪ I got the money in my hand Come on ♪

♪ No looking back now ♪

♪ It's all or nothing ♪

♪ We know what we gotta do ♪

-♪ We know it ♪ -♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Look at my life ♪

♪ How I survive ♪

♪ Put in the work Then I leave it behind ♪

♪ It won't be forever I know in my mind ♪

♪ But I am an outlaw Ride or die ♪

♪ Outlaw, outlaw Living like an outlaw ♪

♪ Outlaw, outlaw Living like an outlaw ♪

♪ Outlaw, outlaw Moving like an outlaw ♪

♪ Outlaw, outlaw Yes, I am an outlaw ♪

♪ F the law, F the man They just want to hold me down ♪

♪ Get the cheese, get the cash Then we ducking out of town ♪

♪ Break the rules we don't need Governmental policies ♪

♪ Doing what we gotta do Being who we gotta be ♪

♪ Outlaws on the run ♪

♪ Hide out if they come And this work is never done ♪

♪ Outlaws on the run Hide out if they come ♪

♪ And this work is never done Never done ♪

♪ I can no longer pretend ♪

♪ I know they don't want me to win This system I'm in ♪

♪ We never play by the rules We break 'em and do it again ♪

♪ Me and my friends Cameras watching, they see it all ♪

♪ We stay platinum Breaking the law ♪

♪ I don't recycle when I say "I want the biggest score, yeah"

♪ You see how they playin' us? I can feel they're getting closer ♪

♪ We about to change everything With a shift to the culture ♪

♪ And we about to take the power back Bet they won't know how to act ♪

♪ Made moves like a big dog ♪

♪ Got me yelling out "Where the dollars at?" ♪

♪ F the law, F the man They just wanna hold me down ♪

♪ Get the cheese, get the cash... ♪

[music fades]