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[suspenseful music playing]

[man] Okay.

Go easy. Hey...

Go easy.

[woman breathes shakily]

[boy] Hey.

Nobody recognized us.

I feel like...

Like I'm somebody else.

[girl] How far would you go?

What would you risk?

For your ideals.

Your friends.

For love.

For our future.

[suspenseful music continues playing]

[girl] We won't change the world by following the rules.

But the world has to change.

Everything has to change.

[applause and cheering]

[boy] Thank you for being here.

Thank you very much. Thank you.

Fellow compatriots!

Friends! When we...

When we come into power,

which I truly believe we will, we will clean things up.

Yes, we'll get rid of the muck.

-No one's allowed in. -This was supposed to be up there.

No.

So, then, Berndt has to take a break whenever his throat is parched?

We are all Germans forever! Let's be proud of it!

[clears throat]

Yes.

Okay.

[Mr. Berndt] Yes!

And here we have a wonderful example of our homeland.

-Thank you. -Of course.

I'm just so pleased with you all.

Your patriotism, your love of your country -

it gives me strength for the fight for this office!

Let's show the press sitting out there that we are here!

[cheering]

[cheering and whistling]

[suspenseful music playing]

[girl] We're questioning everything.

Because it's about time someone did.

ELECTRICAL ROOM

[girl] And if that scares you...

better.

ACCESS PROHIBITED

[girl] You've all had enough time...

and you've wasted it.

[applause]

From kindergarten to high school graduation,

all of our children get pumped full of various...

ideologies.

Polit... [swallows]

Political correctness.

Fake news.

Scorched earth.

It is a bombed culture...

Cultural...

What this is, is total war!

[astonished murmuring]

When I become mayor...

I mean, will be... become...

Please excuse me. I'll be right back.

[astonished murmuring]

Isn't he fantastic, our great Horst? A big round of applause for Horst!

[breathing heavily]

[suspenseful music playing]

[girl] There's no turning back for us now.

We have made our decision.

Now, we're taking action.

And we're not asking for permission.

What do you want from me?

[boy] You'll see.

[phone alarm beeping]

[phone beeps with notification]

[alarm continues and phone beeps with notifications]

["bury a friend" by Billie Eilish playing]

Lea, come on. I wanna see you smile.

I've been thinking...

Promise that you'll come.

["bury a friend" by Billie Eilish continues playing]

[murmuring]

[bell rings]

Morning all.

Hey, Lea. Check him out.

Your new classmate starts today. This is Tristan Broch.

Please introduce yourself and make sure he feels welcome.

[students murmuring]

Would you like to tell us a bit about yourself, Tristan?

No.

[class laughs]

Okay... Well, then, I'll leave you in peace.

Why don't you find yourself a seat in the back?

Maybe one of you could take Tristan around the building

during your break

and show him where all of the classrooms are.

Lea?

Do you think you could?

Yeah.

Be careful he doesn't steal your phone.

Oh, Tristan, today, the class has a paper about the war in Algeria.

While everyone's writing, you can read the book's chapter on it.

Fuck France.

[murmuring]

What did you say?

"Fuck France."

It was the battle cry of the FLN rebellion.

Okay.

Why don't you write it, too?

You know so much...

Might as well.

[teacher] Great.

Then, let's get to it.

I'll be in the courtyard.

[teacher] Okay.

[door shuts]

[chattering]

[boy] Look at these idiots, man.

Yeah, man. What about this guy? He looks like a spaz.

A St. Pauli shirt, huh?

He's wearing a St. Pauli shirt! Hey, St. Pauli!

So which subway toilet did they drag you out of, huh?

I hate this fucking inclusive shit, you know?

Just spazzes, mongoloids, fucking leftie...

-[boy 2] That's fucked up. -[boy 3] Faggot.

-[boy 2] Whoa. -Don't touch me, you faggot.

I know coming out is hard.

I don't like guys myself,

but I see you two have a lot of repressed feelings.

-[boy grunts] -[laughing]

[teacher] Is there a problem, guys?

I'm gonna get you, asshole.

Lasse, I wanna see you in my office, okay?

[Lasse] Yeah, yeah.

[students murmuring]

-[boy 4] Paula, Paula, here. -[boy 5] Stop it. Come on. Stop... Hey!

Good shot.

Pass me the ball. Come on. Here!

[girls muttering]

[girl laughs]

[girl] What's wrong with you, dumbass?

[girl 2] Give it to me!

[Tristan] Nice drawing.

You've got to stand up for yourself.

They all smoke that shit here? Smells like gasoline.

You can just ask me.

Ask you what?

I'm a drug dealer, right?

That's why you followed me in here.

You wondered who'd sell you drugs at school?

The criminal Arab, right?

[speaking Arabic] Saying all Arabs sell drugs

is like saying all Germans are Nazis.

You speak Arabic?

A little. Are you from Beirut or Tripoli?

How do you know I'm Lebanese?

Your dialect.

I'm from Beirut.

Al Safa FC?

What else?

-I was with my parents at the "mil'ab"-- -Ma'lab.

[speaking English] "Mil'ab" is "box."

-You really don't mean you were in a box. -Uh, yeah.

[speaking Arabic] ...at the stadium when they won.

-Really? -Really.

I thought Germans were too afraid to set foot in Beirut.

[speaking English] Anything south of Mallorca is a Third World for you guys.

For that guy.

Look at that. Some Arabic and their dicks shrivel.

[door slams]

Hey.

Shall we?

Can you tell me something about the school first?

What do you want to know?

All of it.

Okay. Well...

We're the only humanities school here in Meppersfeld.

We have 680 students.

Today, one more.

Can I book you for a city tour, too?

I'll spare you the boring lecture about the Scholl siblings.

No? Why?

Well, an expert on the Algerian War

has to know so much about German resistance under National Socialism.

Shall we?

Okay.

And this is our library.

Wow.

[Tristan] Kick-ass selection.

You might like this.

Your sneakers are in it, too.

Let's continue.

[Lea] Biology and chemistry are that way. That's the auditorium.

And I'll show you the playing field.

Hey!

Okay, then.

This is the auditorium.

[Tristan plays "Fur Elise"]

What?

I don't want to get yelled at.

They've got you trained pretty well, huh?

You're serious about it, aren't you?

The rebel-who-wears-sweatpants bit - is it for your ego?

-It's not for anybody. -Tour stops here.

[suspenseful music playing]

[door shuts]

Tristan?

[suspenseful music continues playing]

Hey, are you crazy?

You could get suspended for this, you know?

Then you should stop yelling so loud.

What are you waiting for?

Forget it.

I bet this is the only thing that you'll do today

that you haven't done a million times.

[Tristan takes a deep breath]

Do you know that feeling?

Like you're seeing things through a thick sheet of glass?

Like the whole world is on mute.

Colors are paler.

You can't reach anything.

And nothing can reach you.

Do you know what?

Sometimes...

you might have to just smash right through that glass.

I've got no clue what you're saying.

Yeah.

Yeah, you do.

[Tristan howls like a wolf]

So?

Well? How was the test?

Good.

Was the putsch in it?

No, but the battle cry of the FLN rebels...

What did you say?

Thank you for helping me study.

Have you got any gum?

Yeah.

LOGOS? NO, THANKS

What's that?

Lea?

Nothing.

LOGOS? NO, THANKS

FOR LEA! SHOUT THE TRUTH FROM THE ROOFTOPS!

[buzzer sounds]

[Tristan knocks]

Come on.

[Tristan sighs]

Arms up.

Guys like you shouldn't be allowed out at all if you ask me.

Turn around.

Our justice system is just too lax.

Let's go.

ATTENTION! DANGER!

NOTHING GROWS HERE ANYMORE! ATTENTION! DANGER!

-[boy] What's on her head? -[boys laughing]

[boy] Hi there, Aisha.

Looking like a good, proud German.

[Lasse] The burka was in the laundry today.

[boys sniggering]

-[boy] Run, you dirty Arab! -[Lasse] Kebab muncher!

[boy] Faster!

SCHOLL GYMNASIUM

[chattering]

-Hey. -Hi.

Hey, what did I miss?

[Tristan] Anyone sitting here?

[girl] Get a load of that!

What an awesome couple.

The psycho...

and the loner.

[laughter]

[girl] So, Zazie,

have you introduced him to your mom yet?

[laughter]

[girl] What does she think of him?

Huh?

[laughter]

You don't look cooler making fun of people, just uglier.

-Who does this guy think he is? -Those two are both psychos.

So, good morning.

I'd like to have your attention for a moment.

These companies that we're visiting today

have been nice enough to let us know

that they will be offering spots for internships...

To get a group to leave you alone,

you have to go after the one in charge first.

I want to.

But Kim is way stronger than me.

[teacher] And if anyone starts to feel sick during the ride,

they're very welcome to come sit up front.

That's all for now.

OSBURG-TRAVEL

With architecture, art and science shake hands,

and an architect must have both creativity and an understanding of physics

so that his buildings not only look beautiful,

but also, stay standing.

I'm telling you this,

because, when I was your age - 17 or 18 - I went to New York.

Empire State Building, 86th floor.

I was up there, and I thought, "Wow.

What a visionary the person who planned all this must have been."

That moment, I knew what I wanted my job to be.

I didn't just want to dream about seeing these buildings being built in Germany.

I maybe even wanted to build them myself.

I've already told you all so much about myself.

Maybe you guys have a few questions

or might like to see one or two projects that we're working on right now?

[teacher] That would be great. You can see the interested faces.

What you see here, right here, is my latest and dearest project:

the new shopping mall at the train station.

-[teacher] It's big. -[boy] I can't see.

-[architect] So, how about you guys? -[boy] Nice!

[architect] Any questions yet?

-Yeah. -[architect] Yes, please.

How many houses were demolished?

Was anybody forced to leave?

Since when have people lived in shopping malls?

But, seriously, it was a decommissioned industrial park.

The city was very happy to finally find a strong investor.

Quick question: what grade do you have in art?

Me? Um, B.

-And what's your grade in art? -A.

[architect laughs] You might want to think more like her.

BUTSCHMA PAPER FACTORY

OSBURG-TRAVEL

[student] Where on earth have we ended up?

[chattering]

[student] It stinks here.

Are you okay?

Mm-hmm.

[teacher] If you're thinking about applying here,

it's a wonderful place to work.

Absolutely.

The KP89X. This one is two-sided and it's our premium paperboard.

It brings together all of our papermaking experience and expertise.

The KP89X can be used for graphic design, as well as for high-quality packaging--

How can you sleep at night?

Ah, a question. That's fine.

Could you maybe speak up a bit, young man?

If you want an internship with us,

you'll have to be louder than the machines.

You must feel guilty, right? You must.

Your shitty factory has polluted the entire area!

All of our fields have been contaminated.

-Nothing grows anymore. It's your fault. -[teacher] Hagen, stop this.

[factory manager] It's the same old story.

We have surpassed emission standards and by more than 110%,

Tell me that's not a fact.

And it was just last year

when we were acquitted of all charges against us last year.

You young people

have let the Green Party and the fake media get you all stirred up.

But you don't have the slightest idea of how our great German economy works.

Frankly, I find your naivety absolutely ridiculous.

That's because it's the only weapon we have to defeat people like you.

Always be realistic.

Don't be so naive as to think you could change anything,

so people like you get to rake in all the dough, you fucker.

Exactly, you asshole! You ought to be put in jail!

Hagen, Tristan, that's enough! Out! Come on.

Out. Sorry, sir.

-Oh, my God. Have you both lost it? -What is this? A kindergarten?

[teacher] You can't put off a potential employer like that.

Unbelievable!

Hey, what did the paper guy do to you?

My whole life, I wanted to be a farmer,

work my parents' farm.

That goddamn factory ruined the fields and the river.

All the farms went bankrupt.

Organic farmers like us got hit the hardest.

Your parents didn't even try to fight?

Butschma had better lawyers.

They're still trying to pay back the legal costs.

What were you gonna take out?

[Hagen sobs]

A paint bomb.

I know exactly how you feel, man.

Why did you stop me, then?

Guys like him

should be getting a whole lot more than paint on their suits, man.

If you really want to do something to that jerk,

you just have to let me know, okay?

Okay.

Lemmart and Broch, come in, please.

[Hagen] Dude, she was so mad at us.

She should have given you an A for courage.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-Definitely. -Right?

-Yeah. -Bye, Zazie.

-Bye. -Bye.

Do you like her?

I've barely even talked to her.

-How long have you been in the same class? -Three years. And grade school.

It's about time you talked to her.

Hey, man. Where are you going?

-That way. How about you? -Me, too.

Me, too.

What are you waiting for?

-[Lea] That was brave of you. -Thanks.

I meant Hagen.

Hey, bro...

Yeah, she's too hip to hang with losers like us, man.

Backhand. Backhand! Come on!

[Lea grunting]

[Björn] Come on, Lea. Faster.

You can do it.

Ah, fuck.

You're too slow. That's what I'm saying.

Sophie, come on. You're on.

Nice job.

[Björn] You got it! You got it! Very nice.

Perfect.

[Björn] One more.

Lea? Lea?

We're not done with practice.

Where do you live, Tristan?

-Uh, far out... That way. -The industrial park?

-No, it's still further north. -Oh, yeah.

-And you two? -I live right here.

On a farm.

-Hey, guys, are you really hungry? -Yeah.

Shawarma. I'll take you to the best shawarma place...

[tires screech]

-[boy yells] -Hey, are you nuts?

-Are you okay? -Yeah. I'm good.

-They could have killed you, man. -Well, they didn't.

Fuck!

[Rahim] I'm used to it, guys.

Those assholes wait to jump me every morning.

You don't call the police or tell the teachers?

The police?

[Rahim] Dude, the NfD is getting more and more popular in this fucking town.

They're stronger than I'll ever be.

What can I do against a town full of fucking racists on my own?

[neo-Nazi] Go. It's your turn to get beer.

Who said you're alone, Rahim?

What's he doing?

I don't know, but I'm in.

["You & I" by Crystal Fighters playing]

[Tristan laughing]

[neo-Nazi] What the fuck?

What the fuck? Hey! Hey!

You fucking...

Go! Get out!

[Rahim laughs] Oh!

[Tristan] Come on, come on!

[neo-Nazi] Hey! Get those fuckers.

-Come on! -[Lasse] Get back here!

[neo-Nazis shouting]

[Lasse] I'm gonna kill you!

[shouting]

-[Tristan] Go that way! -[Hagen] Alright.

-Hagen, come on! -[Lasse] Get the fatty and the Arab.

[Tristan pants]

[Lasse] Where's that fucking scumbag?

Come on. Over here.

In here.

Hey, good job! I told you he went that way!

How the hell should I know where the motherfucker went?

-Open your eyes, dude. -Shut the fuck up, man.

Hey!

Lasse!

[man] I imagine it might even make sense to invest a little.

So, based on the current situation, I think that this...

This is...

the best alternative.

-[speaks Arabic] What is he doing here? -[speaks English] Please greet our guest.

-Hello, Rahim. -You're being rude. Speak German.

How about you learn Arabic?

I mean, there are some Germans who have managed to do it.

Well, thank you for the advice.

-[mom speaks Arabic] Behave, son. -Behave?

He wants to throw us out of the house.

Rahim!

[speaks English] Here's where it would be.

And it's very close by, so the move wouldn't be very bad, you see?

We can't afford that.

[dog barking in distance]

No... Right...

Today, at school,

we went to the paper factory.

For internships.

I... had a paint bomb to throw at Butschma himself.

So what made you stop?

What is a paint bomb?

[sighs] I'm going up.

I've told you a thousand times: I don't want to hear it.

It's in the past now. We lost.

We've had enough.

[man on TV] When Antonia grabs me,

I make this move to stop the initial movement with my upper arm.

I grab her at the wrist

and twist my hand, while I pull her down to the ground.

With my other arm, I push against her elbow,

then I pull my leg back,

and pull her towards me in a controlled position,

and use it as leverage.

She'll show it to you again from my position now.

The student will grab Antonia here...

She gets leverage at the wrist, turns to the side, and pushes him down.

[Lea's mother] How was your test, sweetie?

Super.

Tennis?

Mm-hmm.

Couldn't Björn make it tonight?

No, not tonight.

Shame.

What are you reading?

Logos? No, thanks.

I saw the author speak in person in Toronto.

[Lea's mother] Hmm.

Really changed my life.

Really?

What do you mean?

What is it that you meant just then?

Hmm?

Didn't you just say that Nola Kleiner's speech actually changed your life, Dad?

[Lea's father] Mm-hmm.

How?

Well, she really impressed me. That's all.

Got me to see things differently.

But you still wear designer brands, designer shoes, shirts and suits...

Yeah, and these designer brands are way better than cheap throw-aways.

Conditions in the factories in Bangladesh are the real scandal.

Yes, but it's called Logos? No, thanks.

I have no idea what you're getting at. None.

-Fine. Forget it. -[Lea's father] Good.

It's just that you said it changed your life,

and yet, clearly, it didn't.

-[Lea's mother] Can we please eat, Lea? -What?

I'm not ever supposed to be honest with you?

You haven't even gotten to the foreword and you're already going after me.

This from a girl whose walk-in closet could be a vacation home.

[Lea's parents laugh]

[Lea's father] What do you guys say nowadays?

Burn!

Have we got any ketchup? This rice is so dry.

Ouch!

[Lea's mother] Cheers!

[suspenseful music playing]

[timer beeps]

[timer beeps]

[tires screech]

[guard] I'll check out back.

[guard 2] Go shut the alarm off.

[guard] It's all clear. Let's go home.

CLOTHES, SHOES

[lock beeps]

[system beeping]

[continuous beeping]

[beeping continues]

["Resurrection" by Son Lux playing]

[Lea] Your life changes in the blink of an eye.

But you only realize it after the fact.

Would this have happened without him?

Woo-hoo!

Would we still have become friends?

Would we have had the courage to fight?

Would we really have gone so far?

We were like a fire that wanted to break loose...

and he... was the spark.

[guard] Lights out!