All language subtitles for Guter Junge 2008

"A young man gets into a taxi"

"and the ride begins."

"The taxi speeds at 130 km/h in town"

Please could you be more careful,
I have four children at home.

You have four children at home?

And then you tell me to be more careful?

Quit it, Dieter, ok?

Gaston!

Clear the rubbish
from the rear seats first.

Okay, boss.

How did the shift go?

Any news about your son?

You've made a decision?

Yes!

GOOD BOY

These were still in her car.

Not much has changed.

Almost 10 years have passed
since the last time.

It wasn't because of Rita.

Where is he?

You still have your den here.

Thanks.

Good appetite.

I'm sorry about your mother.

Wanna have a burger like the boys there?

Yes?

Sorry, I don't have time right now.

Can't you manage on your own?

Damn ... Yeah, okay. Bye, bye.

I have to start another round.

These are yours now.

You know the way.

Oh no, the light, I'm looking
ten years older.

Shush! The boy is sleeping.

Come take a look.

Locked.

We can have a drink now.

Hey, Sven. Let's toast to our new life.

Sven!

He no longer speaks to me.

What do you expect
after all these years?

That he hugs you at once?

It'd be the least
to expect, wouldn't it?

Achim, I didn't cook,
but look how I'm lying down.

Honestly, what do you think?

Can you imagine me as "Father"?

Yes, and I think
you'd be a wonderful dad.

I'm afraid I don't have the experience.

You've never been...

You know what? Firstly, we need
a bigger apartment. Large.

We?

Yes!

Evi is moving. It's a big flat.

It's really great.
Since we're now three.

You were always good at mathematics.

I can even count to four.

Hello.

Where is he?

He?

You mean your father?

He just went out, driving.

Are you living here too?

Would that be so bad?

Chronic lack of sleep?

Shouldn't the little one
sleep through now?

Come on, Dieter, whatever.

Two taxi drivers are
talking to each other:

I'm totally broke ("on dry land").

Aren't you lucky, I'm about to drown.

What? It was good.

Okay, here's the freight.

- Where do you want to go?
- Us?

Is there anyone else?

To the Cinema.

Hop in, I'll give you a ride.

Come on.

I have asthma. It came from
my parent's genes.

Ah, okay.

Sven says I can still become an actor.

I'm talented, aren't I Sven?

So Sven is your manager?

I'm just coaching him.

Why can't I come any longer?

I don't object.
You need to talk to Sven.

And your parents, of course.

Well, my mother doesn't care anyway.

She likes it, When I'm not around.

He also doesn't have a father.

Do you have friends?

Your own age?

How do you spend your days?

Apart from movies and on the computer?

I do have friends, but I had to move.

At first, I just
had a job while studying.

And then you were there and I
had to feed the whole family.

At that time, I bought my first taxi.

The mileage was at 630,000 km.

Sven?
Are you inspecting your inheritance?

If your father continues to build up
debt, then nothing will be left.

Stop it. We're not there yet.

But almost. Do you want to
run the shop in the future?

Hey, the boy is doing well in school,
no need to become a taxi driver.

Hopefully not a bad student.

So, start the engine in "D".

Release the brake.

Hey! Stop, stop, stop!

Almost!

I said, just a touch.

Reverse now, release the brakes, slowly.

Excellent work.

Your father is right.

You can never stop learning.

Parents are always right.

Get the picture now?

Yes.

Before I forget,
we have a BBQ on Saturday.

I would be glad if you could come,

but don't let yourself get
put off by him.

No. Never.

My son is only 11 years old,
but I have a daughter your age.

Excuse me.

Won't be long.

And as she began to lean
over the railing...

Yes?

...she felt dizzy.

You come home, expecting no problems.

And the woman acts
like a real housewife.

What a shock it must be for you.

I can put down my slippers then.

Sure, Rita did it all the time?

What is it?

Why?

You act so strange...

You're nuts.

Stop it.

Stop it!

Don't let me bother you.

Where were we?

You stopped at "dizzy".

In fact, he's called Rolf -
but I call him Rollmops.

Just for me, of course.

I don't like him very much.

Luckily, he only comes on weekends.

Help yourself.

Thanks.

When he's there, they're in bed,
having sex.

If you know what I mean.

Do we?

No idea.

Sven, don't you like it?

Just take off the damn headphones.

At least during dinner.

Sven! Hello, I'm talking to you!

Damn it!

Anyway, "Rollmops" wants us
to move in with him,

but I'm not going to
a place so deserted.

Will mum be coming to get you?

Erm, could I sleepover with Sven?

Not sure if your mum will be...

She's fine with that.

Well, I'm not.

I don't want it.

Why not?

Because!

New perfume?

It's a gift from you.

And I thought - you didn't like it?

"The cloud riding moon
seemed well down on perfume, ...

Bozo.

...lucky to be loved

and to love, how lucky... "
Or something.

Or so...

Yes.

Tell me,

you know your son is shaving?

He'll be 18 soon.

I mean everywhere, legs, underarms,
the pubic hair and up.

It's so common nowadays.

How do you know?

He forgot to lock the door.

Indeed.

Come on, you're getting on better...

Same as you two are getting on.

We are making progress.

It's almost normal already,
you shouting at him.

He's a young lad,
the juices are flowing.

And he hits off.
"If you know what I mean."

Hey, he masturbates
like a champ, really.

We've a marked increase
in the use of tissues.

I think there's
something wrong with him.

Stop it, Julia.

Maybe he's gay.

He lost his mother,
that's all there is to it.

Witte calls a taxi and gets to
a gorgeous mansion with a pool.

And then he said: "Super",
and he takes the pastor to a cabin

with a straw bed and the like.

Dieter, think of the children.

C'mon, it's a clean joke.

I realized.

Really?

The pastor is moaning, "Peter,
you're mixing up, I've

preached and worked in God's house
my whole life...

Yes, they all fell asleep during the
service but they prayed in the taxi.

Dieter, I know this joke.

Yeah, okay.

Oh, mother!

Your daughter is really beautiful.

How did you do it - two beautiful kids?

Just using my genes.

Steak, sausages?

erm, sausage, but small,
a larger one for Achim.

Jennifer began an internship
with a lawyer.

Really? Super!

We'e all very proud, aren't we
my "chicken"?

Let the child alone.

I only mentioned the apprenticeship.

Where on earth is Sven?

Such a gentleman,
leaving you there alone.

I don't care.

Oh no, it's like a boy's choir
and I don't like it. It sucks.

Have you ever sung in a choir?

Everything Okay?

Yes.

Oh Man, turn on some good music.

Careful Roland, it's my favorite record.

Achim, the boy has good taste.

Sven, Lukas, turn it down.

But without Doris

and only with my monthly salary,
we couldn't even afford the house.

But at least you're being paid monthly.

Just listen to the entrepreneur.

Have you ever been in my house?

You had to pay
for support over the years.

It's not getting cheaper now.

A basic residence without furniture
and naked lamps in the ceiling.

Everyone should be ecstatic.

Hey Kordula - your glass is empty.
Another?

No thanks. I can't have another.

Jennifer, can you check for
some juice in the basement?

Sven, just help her.

And where is your "prince", Kordula?

"Prince"? Why?

Have you ever met an African
who's not a prince?

Gaston has to work.

say, when is it due?

End of November, according to the plan.

And what about you two?
Didn't you want one too?

We're working on it.

The old man can't rush.

Dieter! Dude! You're a bother!

It's okay. He's absolutely right.

Yes, you're an old reprobate.

Just think, when my child

finishes school, I'd be over 60!

Joachim's kids always go in for
higher education.

And what good would it bring
to the child having a father so old?

But nothing is sadder
than a childless couple.

I'm fully enjoying being a dad, now.

Sorry, WE are enjoying it.

No Problem.

You can't ask for more good luck.

You could even start dancing.

Okay, I'm guilty.

What's the charge?

I thoroughly enjoyed

the night out. And you?

Sven?

Didn't you realize how much
rubbish you were talking?

Why? I did nothing wrong.

47 and 18, no 19,
conception has to come first.

Oh my God, you and your reserve
and paranoia!

Just to take
some responsibility for once.

You never had any, not even once.

I'm working on it.

Have you ever fallen in love?

I don't think you can.

Again, it's my inability to love.

I had to endure this for many years,
but I'm still sought after.

Stop it. I can't hear it anymore.
Stop the car.

But you're totally drunk.

Stop the car now, I want to get out.

Julia!

Stop being a
drama queen and be reasonable.

I'm sorry, yes?

Let me go, you idiot.

You want a beer?

Okay.

Did you know that drunks
can only say one thing?

No.

It's true.

Just one thing. All night long.

Maybe life is so dull.

Cheers.

There are short and long sentences.

And with the long, you feel free.

You get me?

I studied Philosophy once.

Enough to ruin a character.

Why doesn't she
look for another partner?

Julia?

Probably it's because of boredom.

And Jennifer...

...the little blonde has a crush on you.

You've not noticed, right?

You're like me, aren't you?

If women have a crush
on you, they've lost.

Right?

It's still filthy here, don't you see?

It's easy to spot.

Hurry up! I want to drive TODAY.

I can't understand
why Kordula fell for him.

It's a system. These guys know
the Bible inside out.

They only follow the Bible:
"Be fruitful and grow in number
and become lords of the Earth".

It's time to do something about it.

BTW, greetings from Doris.
It was a nice night, huh?

Yes, we all had great fun.

Did it last much longer?

Could you please take this to Julia
at the hotel?

Blouses?

Dress.

Just marry her and make her pregnant.
It would be a wise thing to do.

Ralph, stop talking nonsense to me.

If it were that easy.

Someone is anxious to see you.

Yes?

I have to talk to you.

I'm listening.

If I were you, I'd close the door.

Go ahead, say what he did to you.

Open your mouth, will you?

Just say what Sven did to you.

Come, sit down.

Go ahead.

Sven.

C'mon, we're going home.

Why? I'm just doing homework.

Come right now!

Unlock it!

Where is it?

I want to see this damn video, now!.

Okay!

Unlock it!

Open it up!

I'm from a casting agency
and looking for movie actors.

Would you like to try out?

Oh yes, please. What do I need to do?

Introduce yourself first.
What is your name?

I'm called Patrick.

Can you make a funny face?

Okay.

And you can make a sad face?

Imagine... imagine that someone died.

Like when my father died?

Yes, for example.

Okay.

Like this?

Super.

Cold, cold, cold.

Warmer.

Still warmer, really hot.

I can see you.

And when will you open the door?

One moment.

Perhaps you know the magic word.

Smashing.

- Cool, huh?
- Indeed.

And this is your office now?

Yes, it is.

Cool.

To be safe.

Superstar.

You want to see my butt?

Don't show this to anyone, please!

You know how to kiss?

You disgusting, dirty pig.

Sven! Wake up! Wake up!

Sven! You have to throw up! Throw up!

Again.

Sven,
everything will be alright, my boy.

You do know your fairy tales, don't you?

So you should know, what the dog, the
cat and the donkey told the rooster.

Everywhere you'll find
something better than death.

"To rent"

Is that all?

It's going out.

Not so fast, it won't.

I never did anything they didn't like.

You're not serious, are you?

If you love somebody...

...you cannot hurt him.

Who loves who now?

As if you know anything about love.

That is not love, that is...

abuse,

sexual abuse.

You can get into trouble for it.

You may end up in a mental care unit,
or in prison.

Maybe that would be better, anyway.

Sven!

Do you want to feel the impact of this
stupid thing for the rest of your life?

Hey, son.

We'll manage to get over this.

Promise me you'll
not see Patrick again, please?!

His mum will report you, seeing you two
together again, even only once.

Fortunately, he
didn't tell her everything.

No more playgrounds.

And places where children go.

Even at school?

You have some nerve.
The Internet is also off limits.

How do I look?

Julia, you look great.
It suits you well.

Am I bothering you?

What happened?

Did he have a fight?

You hit him?

What is it?

I think it's better if we didn't
see each other for a while.

Are you kidding?

Asking me to come dressed like this.

It's too much for me and...

...I need some distance.

You need distance?

Well, yes.

You can't be beaten there!

And is it because of the boy?

Am I in your way?

I know what's up with him.
I'm not blind.

What's the matter with Sven?

I've seen the booklets.

Achim, that's weird.

I want you to go now.

Have you noticed, how he turns
toward kids?

Everything Okay?

They think my father's a millionaire.

Taxiing me from school every day.

Your father, the unknown, hmm?

Mum also had a St. Christopher.

Aha?!

Is this "Venetian Red"?

- That's what it reads.
- It looks pink to me.

Pig pink.

Hey, that's not how I meant it.

You've no idea
how many homes I've decorated.

Not a single job was completed.

Who says?

Mum.

Your mother...

...was always the perfectionist.
Every pillow and blanket in place.

We didn't have blankets.

It's making me sick to see it finished.

I always need
a ladder leaning on the wall.

Father!

Father?

Must have been a slip.

Yes, it just came out.

Someone'll be really shocked here.

Yes, that's the way.

Don't paint the spot too often,
the wallpaper comes off then.

Oops, too late.

Any birthday wish?

Nothing.

You'll be 18. It has to be celebrated.

I don't want to be 18.

But I want you to be 18.

Me, your dad, wants you to turn 18.

And I'm sure
to have the best arguments here.

What's up now?

The smell of paint's too strong.

Don't fart under the blanket, okay?

But I have to breathe your smoke.

You!

When I was a little boy,

I had a friend.

Who was my age,

9 or 10 years old.

I absolutely admired him.

Every time I was thinking of him,

my heart was beating like crazy.

And I had to think about him often.

No, not what you're thinking.

It was simple, platonic.
I thought he was great.

I still remember the name of his street.

Brabanter Street.

Just admit it, you cherished him.

No, never.

It was a childish thing and
everything became normal later.

You think you're normal?

This's not funny.

Have you ever had sex with a girl?

Why are you asking this now?

Wherever I look, there are pretty girls.

You're starting to drool.

What about Jennifer?

What should I do with her?

Go to the movies, hold hands,
show her your stamp collection.

C'mon, you know what I mean.

You've brushed your teeth?

Yes.

You cut your fingernails?

Yeees.

And washed your thing?

And who's refusing to grow up here?!

There she is.

She has to be home at 12.
You can take her?

Let's see.

Just wait.

There's a paedophile party
in the Netherlands,

which is taking part in the election.

It's our own fault,
if everything falls to pieces.

Am I right?

Sure.

What's the matter?

Defending the Christian image of Man.

So you think this is funny again.

Eh, Dieter?

Everything is a joke for you.

Yeees, I just dropped out.

Even if not all at the table
want to hear this:

sexuality is to give life.

Simply that it can work only
between male and female.

I much prefer a nice boy on my lap,
than a fat old hen on my arm.

I'm telling you now: if this person
would just look at my boy,

I'd personally rip his balls off.

Yes?

Julia, you shouldn't call me here.

I'm just going out.

Nevertheless, it's preaching.

Which phone number?

No, I won't write down anything now.

Maybe you'll need
a therapist, but not me.

Hell, Julia. I don't need this now.

"This man seduced small boys."

Looks like you've had a great time.

Everything Okay?

Did he hurt you?

Come, I'll take you home.

I was always afraid of it.

Pubic hair, that is...

...that's disgusting.

You only have to totally fall in love,
then it doesn't matter anymore.

But I fell in love. Really.

It's you who thinks that I can't

Nonsense.

No, that's exactly what you think.

According to you, I have no feelings.

No,

I just said: Sex
without love is not desirable.

For anyone.

Father, I think you don't want
to understand me at all.

Okay.

Explain yourself.

This is my favorite.

I'd like to hug him.

Sven, that's enough already.

I named him Patrick.

Sometimes, I imagine caressing him.

How I'd kiss him.

Stop it.

And I kiss his whole body.

Damn it, stop, I can't hear it.

I can't hear this crap any longer.

I feel love, too.

"This man seduced small boys."

You want to ask me something?

If I feel the need to ask anything,

then I couldn't live
with you any longer.

Yes.

We would split up then.

Yes, I got the message.

"Child Abuser"

Corpses can be molested.
Do they think children are dead?

I can hear you.

I know you're there.

This guy is taking advantage of you.

I dunno...

Just take a look at the latest invoice.

Do I have to take care of everything?

If not you, who else?

Who's in charge here?

You hardly come here any longer.

I ran into Julia, by sheer luck.

Coincidence?!

You cannot treat her like this.

Can't I?

- If the boy has problems...
- Just listen to me.

"The boy" is my son, and all the
problems he has are my problems, right?

Obviously not.

Oh shit.

Achim, we've known each other so long.

- We can talk about anything.
- What do you want to talk about?

You think I'm an idiot?

You're the one treating
everyone like idiots!

Please, Alf, I have to concentrate,
because I need to go to the bank soon.

Why do you think that I'm wearing
this daft little tuxedo?

Looks like for a funeral, doesn't it?

Yeah, maybe.

"Report of Losses"

I'm suffering from poor credit rating,
did you know?

It can be contagious, so

keep your distance.

What's the reason of this?

I want you to lock me in.

Did something happen?

Sven?

Nothing.

Why are you doing this, then?

It's better this way.

It's better this way?

Do you mean, you can't go out now?

Let's say I want
to avoid similar situations.

Sven, that's down to yourself alone.

You can't lock yourself in for
the rest of your life, only jacking off.

That's not living.

It's my life. What do you know about it?

Well, I won't lock you in there.

I'll leave that for others to do then.

I will not lock my son away.

Understood?

The taxi is coming to a gas station.

The four penguins are all rear seated,
seat belts fastened.

The clerk looks at them,
and puzzled, he asks,

"What's the big idea with
those penguins?"

Taxi driver: "I'm not sure myself."

"Just leave them at the zoo,"
the clerk replies.

"Excellent idea," says the driver
and drives on.

The next day, he returns,

again with four penguins who are
wearing sunglasses now, and the clerk...

All laugh. Here comes the freight.

Can you take me to the hotel, please?

How are you?

And Sven?

Did you consult this therapist?

No.

Why won't you take any advice?

- There are possibilities...
- For him to be branded?

"Beware of the paedophile, folks,
lock your kids away." No way.

Not just to prevent another "Patrick".

What happened to him?

Achim, I've checked. Advice and
help is available. They say...

I know what they'll say.

Once a paedophile, always a paedophile

So, what do they want?

And what if they are able to help him?

For him to prevent harm
to himself and the kids.

For him not to think about getting
turned on, if a kid smiles at him.

Oh, Achim.

He could learn to deal
with his sexual fantasies.

Say, what do you think I'm doing?

Day and night I'm helping him
to come to terms.

It's a full time job.

I don't get you.

Truly?

I will not have him taken from me
a second time.

Is this so hard to understand?

And how much do I owe you?

It's for free.

Can I enter too?

Just wait.

Now?

One more moment.

You can enter now.

Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday dear Sven.

Thanks, that's enough.

Best wishes for your 14th birthday.

Anything wrong?

14th, 15th, 16th, 17th birthday.

Wrong as well.

Man, it's easy to get mixed up with you.

Are you drunk?

I already toasted with the
large number of our guests.

Come on, blow them out.

Hey! Don't you remember
how this is done?

I'm giving you a gift, you sit right
in front of me and you ask me

with a bright sparkle in your eyes:

Is this for me?

But your eyes did sparkle more
in the past.

Come on, unwrap it.

The latest digital gadget.

Get it out of the box.

You have to test it.

It won't bite.

What do you want to prove with that?

You do want to prove
something with that.

You...

...want to prove something for me.

Understood?

"Where was that?"

"At Richard Square. To everyone
nearby: Keep your eyes peeled."

"What does he look like?"

"Young male, trousers, shirt, just
like a child molester would be like."

"One is walking down
Passendorfer Street"

"Are you all set at Rother Street?"

"2 1 7 5 receiving?"

"He should walk towards you now."

"I don’t see anyone."

"Shit, the guy has disappeared."

"He's going towards South Park,
just in front of me."

"Now in Hellersberger Street,
he is rushing."

Where is he?

He's not coming out from there.

Achim!

Get up.

Turn around.

Turn around, will you?!

Achim!

Come away! Come away! Come away!

He's finished already.

You're like a junkie.

Twisted and dishonest.

Never trust a junkie.

We celebrated his move.

Patrick has moved out,
we celebrated his move.

The maid will be here soon.

Clean the room.

I did sell the business.

Otherwise I would have been bankrupt.

Bechler is running it now.

Did he mention anything to you?

Me as an entrepreneur...

...maybe not the right thing for me.

I love you.

I need my freedom.

Do you know that?

Now I am back, ...

...where I started 15 years ago.

A one man business.

I am almost 40.

You have to make a decision.

Achim?

Sven?

Just tell me your name again.

Leon Döring

How old are you?

I will be 11 in September.

Do you know how to make a funny face?

And...

...do you already know how to kiss?

A real kiss?

Show me.

Kiss the hand.

What has happened?

Did you have a boy here?

Where is he?

Sven, I'm asking you something.

Where is the boy?

He ran away.

Come along, let's drive home.

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

How about a trip?

Not just to Malle or so.

No, a real big trip.

Just the two of us.

In a taxi.

In a taxi...

...all the way to India.

Shortly after my exam, ...

... I had hit the road already.

Me and a few pals bought an old VW van,
back then.

But soon it was over.

The engine broke.

But this won't happen to us, of course.

From Greece...

...over the Bosporus...

...through Turkey, then Iran, ...

...Afghanistan, ...

...Pakistan, ...

...all the way to India.

To Andhra Pradesh.

Where the last free tigers roam.

Good evening, Criminal Investigations,
Officer Hartmann.

Is Mr. Sven Maas living here?

One moment please.

Sven?

Sven!

I'll call you, when I'm ready.

Yes, okay.

"Visitor ID"

Thank you.