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What are you doing?

Grabbing a few things. - Why?

Cos the world needs my help.

You're not seriously going to the hospital

in that get up?

What do you mean? Are you trying to make me feel guilty?

You look like Kees Flodder.

I'm talking to you!

I'm going down to see Manne.

Oh, come on! - Laceration.

Not again, Lotte.

Keep your hair on. I'll be right back.

Let me tell you something about you and your “I'll be right back"...

I want you back here in 20 minutes.

No problem. Back before you know it.

Or else I'll lock the cat flap.

Then you can find somewhere else to crash.

The guy I told you about.

He just won't go to the hospital.

I couldn't get through to him. He doesn't want to.

Where is he? - In the back.

I thought of you. You can do it, right?

Leave it to me.

I said I don't need any help.

You need stiches.

I'll take care of it.

I need more light. Lie down on the table.

Slowly.

It'll sting for a second.

Three stiches, OK?

Keep still.

Lotte?

What are you doing here?

Shut it!

I need to concentrate. I'm not a doctor.

15 years, would you believe it.

Fuck, Lotte.

Shut up and keep still!

There.

Hey, Lotte. Look at me.

Press here.

Press!

There you go.

Wait.

You missed out on a lot!

I don't think there's anything to miss out on there.

What? Don't you want to know?

Thanks, Lotte.

There's a games evening here tomorrow. Want to come over? I'll keep a space free.

When I gave you my number, Manne,

I thought I might serve behind the bar now and again.

Do a promotion or something like that. Fuck!

Pro...what?

You're still awake?

It's too hot in here.

So, are we going to bed then?

I don't want you sleeping in my bed tonight.

I was back in less than 20 minutes.

I didn't have a drink. See.

OK, I'll sleep on the couch, then. I don't give a shit.

Suit yourself!

Where's my couch?

Lotte, you're killing me with your scruffy lifestyle.

You're like a black hole.

Go and stay with a friend, I couldn't give a toss.

She'll be asleep.

Are you kicking me out?

Fuck you! I'm going to bed.

I want you out!

I'm not letting go of the handle until

that couch is back where it used to be.

Come on then?

Now what?

You're just too much!

Sabine?

I'm really sorry. Can I come over in 15 minutes?

OK. Bye.

He'll be bored in a week. Then he'll take me back.

And, how are things otherwise?

Great!

What are your plans? Come on, outwith it.

Maybe.

I ran across Marcel today.

You ran across who?

Remember the guy who put that weird itching powder on Mrs Henschel's chair?

Oh, Marcel.

Wow!

What did he have to say for himself?

Nothing much. Hello. Bye. That's about it.

You're so boring today.

It was a boring conversation. Provincial bullshit.

I like it. - Nope.

But, it's great.

You're a boring bitch.

Slut.

Stupid cow.

Arse!

Cunt!

Does he still look the same?

Yeah, but with less hair.

Poor guy. I had a crush on him.

He was cute.

Dunno. Maybe.

Yeah and he was really nice.

The way he carried Yvonne's bag, remember? When she couldn't walk anymore.

Yeah, whatever.

For days.

Whatever!

I have to get up early.

I'm on the late shift.

Well, let me know if there's anything you need.

I'm fine, thanks.

But don't wake me up.

This isn't some backwater.

Here in the city we like to talk to each other.

SEEP tight! - Night!

Sorry, I nearly got robbed.

Yeah, right, Lotte. And I'm the King of Zimbabwe...

and Mamma.

Blood.

Yes.

Lotte, please. The others always get here on time, OK?

Yep, sorry.

Tomorrow, promise.

OK, doesn't matter now, just be quick.

Besides, I got a better offer.

Oh yeah?

What is it this time?

A job with shorter shifts. My own bed.

Shuttle service to work. - Oh shut up!

Amazon won't be hiring until Christmas.

It'll soon be upon us, won't it?

Listen.

I could always have a word with the boss.

Bugger me. Late night again?

You do know that drunkenness isn't a sackable of fence?

Wassup, Mrs Muller?

Can I crash at your place tonight?

Please.

You're unbelievable!

(Now she wants to move in with me.)

I know it's been a while.

But could you help me anyway?

I really need a place to sleep for tonight.

Nicole! Old chum, wassup?

Helge, what's up?

We went on a date once. yeah, you remember the nurse?

Hello?

I know this is a bit out of the blue,

but I really need a place to crash. Can I?

You won't hear a squeak. I'll just lie down.

What? You're in London?

Yes, I'll take care of it.

Sure, I'll water them for you.

Result!

3 months sorted.

Hello.

Thanks for the keys.

No problem.

D'you want one?

No, I'm too young to smoke.

You're never too young to smoke.

At your age I smoked like a chimney.

You being a nurse. shouldn't you be

a bit more concerned about your health?

No need to be so formal.

Nurse Lotte.

- When in need of help Call someone else.

It was a joke.

Next time, wear a helmet, OK?

How did you know?

I'm a nurse.

Alright?

Must dash.

Pretend I'm working.

Hello.

Two weeks later

Right to stay, everywhere! No human being is illegal!

Why are you running away?

I'm not running away.

Then stop.

Now what?

Marcel says you're my mother.

What if I am?

You could cook for me.

I can't cook.

I can cook, though.

I'm pretty good at it.

Anything specific you'd like to eat? - Nope

Anything you don't like at all?

I'm not a fussy eater.

Where do you live?

In a bicycle shop.

Can we cook there?

I mean, we could go shopping or watch telly.

I don't have any money to go shopping and I don't have a telly.

You're pretty pushy. you know that, don't you?

I hope it's not overcooked.

Sorry I'm late.

What's in it?

White wine.

Tastes good.

Tastes good.

Wow!

You're a good cook.

You weren't lying.

Listen, I've been thinking. You can't stay here.

Why?

Why?

I need more breathing space.

I need to be alone.

Take a puff.

No.

Might relax you a bit.

But I don't smoke.

Might be your ticket.

To the chateau.

How long?

A week.

Month.

Yes, if you smoke the whole pack.

No thanks.

Have you got a boyfriend?

No.

Then we'll go find you one.

You could move in with him.

Shall I teach you something?

OK, then. Inhale. - Yes.

Easy. Look. Hold it like this. See?

Hold it here...

and, then... wait.

Good one.

But when I inhale I get the air inside and I can't exhale.

Watch me.

No, you're breathing in too much air.

No, can't do it. - No, you can't do it.

You're a bad teacher.

How many guys have you slept with?

What?

How many guys have you fucked?

Well, my friends think a lot.

Cos I always disappear with boys after parties.

And?

And then nothing happens.

What do you mean?

Nothing happens.

So, next day you cook for them?

A sort of consolation prize.

What about my father?

He's not my type, your father.

He told me he liked you.

And that you're a bit crazy.

Maybe.

There.

Could you change your own dressing today, Mr Maier?

Do you feel like that too sometimes?

Like a deflated balloon?

You know what I mean, Mr Maier?

Like an empty...

deflated balloon.

I think I need blowing up again.

Oh, come on, Mr Maier. It was just a joke.

Do you know what I'd like to do?

I'd like to lie down next to you

and be spoiled.

If the food was better. I'd check into

this hospital myself.

Gretchen, I'll be home earlier today.

Can you whip up something for us?

OK, then we'll just have a drink.

Fine. See you.

Hey, look. That guy over there.

What's he doing?

No idea.

He looks totally out of it.

One day, this guy came into casualty.

He had a lightbulb up his arse.

And it was still glowing.

Ha ha, very funny.

I think we should call the police.

They've got better things to do.

But what if he's dead?

He's just sleeping off the booze.

I bet he's dead as a doornail.

Let's bury him.

Let me finish my drink first.

Then we'll bury him.

You're a nurse, right?

So why don't you care about him?

That's precisely why I don't care.

He'll be back on his feet in no time.

I'm going over there to see what's going on.

He's not moving. Not moving at all.

He's still breathing.

There's no telling.

No.

Just hold it.

Watch.

Police!

How's your new flat?

Great.

I called the number you gave me

and a girl picked up the phone.

Yeah, maybe.

I thought you were living alone there?

Nope. There are a few others.

Well, whaddya know. It never crossed my mind.

You never mentioned it.

Is it a mansion and everyone has their own room, then?

Something like that, yes.

Sounds nice.

So, her and who else?

Mainly her.

She's, erm...

She's my daughter.

You're kidding me!

Yeah, I'm kidding you.

I'm going to get a coffee. Want one?

No, thanks.

Lotte?

How come?

It's true.

You had to go and move to the city with your parents

and leave me behind.

You abandoned me.

Did it really come as a surprise?

Who's the father?

I don't know, no idea.

Dad?

Hello.

Where have you been?

At a friend's.

What?

I told you I'd be spending the night at a friend's.

The last 2 weeks?

Greta, I've been worried about you.

I'm sorry.

I nearly rented out your room.

You haven't got time for that.

Yeah, no time. While we're on the subject.

I'm off to a job interview in a minute.

So no time. Not even to give you a good talking to.

Can you iron my shirt, please?

Hey, you're better at it than I am. Careful.

Yeah, OK.

So, you still haven't found anything?

No.

It's not that easy

to find something.

In this city.

Damn!

You're the only one at the moment who's working.

The 300 euros I get for the internship isn't enough.

How's it going?

Fine.

Fuck!

Which of your friends are you staying with?

Lisa? Or Marie?

Promise not to hit the roof?

Greta, I don't have time to hit the roof right now.

After the thing at the hospital I ran into Lotte again.

What?

And?

I spotted her at a demo and followed her.

You're not telling me it's Lotte

you've been staying with for the past 2 weeks?

Yes.

Are you kidding me?

She's actually pretty cool.

Great. We've got an extra 30 minutes.

OK, let me get this straight.

This father-daughter flat share wouldn't work anyway.

Just a second, Greta. That's not the point here.

Are you saying that you're staying at Lotte's?

Yep. What's the problem?

Greta, I don't like the sound of it.

You haven't got a clue.

Of course I do!

You don't even know her!

Of course I know her, Greta. I...

You don't know her anymore.

So, what now?

We should meet up, the three of us.

Why?

So the two of you can talk like proper adults.

Like proper adults?

Yes. - With Lotte?

Yes!

I hardly think she'll agree to it.

She's practically said yes already.

Well, she more or less agreed.

Please.

Give it a try.

And where's this going to happen?

I'll find somewhere laid-back.

Then make it somewhere really laid-back.

Can I have a cigarette, too?

That's good, yes. Makes you look a bit older.

That's enough.

Let me see.

I think we need a bit more here.

Why won't it stay on?

You need more.

Hi, I've been watching you.

You look really sexy in that yellow dress.

I need more space for my mouth.

I hope they'll believe you're... How old are you again?

No, like this. You haven't got a clue.

Doesn't matter. Head back.

You OK?

Let's go!

Wassup. Why are you so cheerful?

I'm always cheerful.

Your bloke around here somewhere?

Good God!

Did you hook up with a lifeguard?

Yeah, look over there. He's over there.

Shit, Greta.

That's the worst joke in ages.

I'll go and test the water.

So, how are things?

This wasn't my idea.

Nor mine.

This is just weird.

What can I say?

It's weird.

What?

Us sitting here like this.

To be honest.

I wasn't planning on you ever turning up again either, Lotte.

Greta and me, you know,

we have a life together.

It works... more or less.

Sometimes better. sometimes worse.

And then you turn up.

Greta doesn't call me anymore.

When are you planning on taking off again?

It was Greta who was looking for me.

That's what I mean. You just don't give a shit.

No, you're wrong. I won't take off again.

Lotte, you know...

I'm worried.

This was a bad idea.

Are you going to take her away from me?

I'm her mother.

I know this is difficult for you.

I can't believe it.

You don't understand anything.

Anything at all.

You're not her mother. You could be anyone to her.

I AM HER MOTHER! - No, you're not.

I am! I'm her mother!

Bullshit, Lotte. - Greta, let's go!

You could be anyone. Turning up here out of nowhere, messing up our life...

We're leaving.

What are you going to do now?

Please just sit down, Lotte. Sit down.

Sit down!

Tell me... No, I'm really interested.

Tell us what you've been up to the last 15 years?

Did she tell you?

Take your shoe and let's go.

Come on.

Police! - Leave me alone.

Leave me.

I'll never touch another drop!

Couldn't you have got rid of all those bottles?

Could you get dressed?

Having a bad hair day?

Hey.

Have you seen the lighter?

No.

Don't you think you screwed it up just a bit?

All in all, as far as I'm concerned?

You know.

Some parents get home from work so late

they barely have time to kiss their kid goodnight

before it falls asleep, exhausted.

Well, start kissing then.

Where were you this morning?

At my grandparents'.

Why?

I wanted to talk to them.

About your mother as well.

Never mention that person's name again

in my presence.

I think she's really lonely.

We're all lonely.

There's no point blubbing about it.

We should go over there sometime.

Let's play a game. Have a bet.

And if I lose, I'll have to go with you or what?

Yes.

Hey Lotte.

We want this to be a fair bet.

One beer for me means two beers for you.

This is good.

That's... that's my beer. - I just wanted to taste it.

1, 2, 3. I have 8 beers.

You have...1234

5678

There you are.

Oh fuck, I forgot to add a few on your side.

Are you still counting?

I can still take a lot more.

Where's the piece of paper?

Sorry, a lapse on my part.

Give me a second. I really have to pee.

You're so wasted.

I'm just getting started.

Well, looks like I'm going to win.

And you're coming with me to the sticks tomorrow.

Like fuck I am.

You're going with me tomorrow!

Here comes the hard part.

Standing up.

Shit, I...

Looks like I won, then.

Fuck!

Why didn't you catch me?

Now you've got the same scar as my father.

Bullshit. I'm fine

and he's not your fucking father anyway.

It was a joke, Greta.

Greta please, wait!

Please, wait!

Wait!

It was a joke. Bad joke.

We're completely knackered.

We're going home.

I'll give you a piggyback.

Come on, jump up.