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Vorstadtkrokodile - The Crocodiles (2009) English (HD).srt http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0803100

~ Are you scared, Hannes? ~ He's brave. He'll do this.

~ Yeah, right. ~ All of us went up.

~ Even Peter, who's known to shit himself. ~ I do not!

But what will we do if he falls off?

Duck!

The pendants are at the top. If you get them, you're in.

Yes, go farther, Hannes!

Shit!

Great.

~ Ah! ~ Hannes, come down from there now!

~ Yes, Hannes dear, get down! You are still so little! ~ Little?

~ How stupid of you! ~ Is that how do you talk to your boss?

~ Whoever wants to be a crocodile, must go up. ~ I don't have to.

~ As Olli's sister... ~ Get him or I'll tell Dad...

~ that you secretly surf the web. ~ And I'll tell mom about the lipstick.

~ No more homework! ~ No more gummy bears.

~ Sisters! ~ Shut up, Frank!

~ Good, that's a girl. ~ I'm up!

~ You see. Totally harmless. ~ Ah!

Spacko, take it easy! This is kinda dangerous!

Sorry.

~ Get them! ~ He's on the roof, that's the whole point.

Now he's a crocodile!

Ah!

~ Not good! ~ Help!

~ Maria, call the fire department. ~ Help!

~ No connection! I'm going to town! ~ Help me! Help!

~ Olli, look out, the ladder! ~ Ah!

Help!

Mom? Dad!

Is this the fire department? Someone's hanging from the roof of the brickyard!

Help!

Ah!

~ He's coming down. ~ Everyone take cover.

~ Help! ~ Frank, wait.

Ah! Ah!

Help!

~ Mom? I just can't talk. I'll call back. ~ You got through?

Help!

Ah!

Oh, God.

Well, come on.

I'm so glad nothing happened to you.

You called?

Why me? Because my mom doesn't call as much as yours?

You dim wit! Who shit into your brain? Who are you?

~ We are the crocodiles. ~ The suburban crocodiles!

Bye.

Hello.

Oh, you're a superhero.

Oh, oh.

~ I'm back! ~ Mom! How was it at the store?

~ As usual. ~ Many customers? ~ Not for us.

Will you look for a better-paying job after graduation?

Then you can always pay rent.

If we don't run off back to Grandma's again.

~ Bon appetit. ~ Bon appetit.

~ Did you do something special today? ~ Me? Ah...no. Why?

~ I spoke with Mrs. Koschmieder next door. ~ Oh yes.

Something happened. The fire department brought me home.

~ Did you call the Fire Department? ~ No.

~ Is your skateboard broken and did you hitch a ride home? ~ No.

Is it better if I don't know why?

I'll wash up. And do ironing for a week.

If I work all day, I need to know...

that you're not up to no good. Is that asking too much? ~ No.

~ Take care of yourself. Otherwise I'll no longer have a man around. ~ Yes.

I'll do that.

Look, now I'm a crocodile.

Ah, ah! These are Grandma's best dishes! I'll do it.

I'm not going to trip!

~ What's this? ~ It came today, Darling.

~ I won't go to the special school! ~ Special school for the disabled.

~ It'll be easier access for you there. ~ I have 158 friends.

~ For these students there are computer things. ~ Still 157 more than you.

But they're not here. They can't look out for you.

~ Mom, my hair! ~ Look, we'll make a deal:

If you make friends by the end of holiday, who respect you in school, just one.

Otherwise, you'll probably be better off at the school for the physically disabled.

Unlike you, I'm fine being alone.

If you still have no friends at holiday's end, we'll try the special school.

Until then, I have 10 friends!

~ Does Kai Wolermann live here? ~ Yes. ~ I would like to have a word.

~ Yes? ~ Yes.

Nice. Kai.

~ Darling? ~ Leave me alone!

I'll get him.

~ What do you have there? ~ What do you want?

You got the fire department. I wanted to say thanks.

~ Then just say it. ~ I did. How did you see it?

~ At night, I'm a superhero, you know? ~ Sure. Once again, thank you.

And a speedy recovery.

"A speedy recovery"?

I have a telescope. It cost 200 euros.

~ Are you a Peeping Tom or something? ~ Astronomer. But I'd like to be an astronaut.

I see. Astronomers find my great grandma well. The also read horoscopes and such.

~ Cool. Are you rich or something? ~ No.

But I always get what I want.

~ I can even lend it to you. ~ We don't have a television.

~ I prefer to play outside. ~ On the roofs?

~ Schni-Schna-Schnappi-fanclub? ~ We're the crocodiles.

~ That is our club mascot. ~ Slimy, small, almost extinct.

In other words: courage, strength, and honesty. But you understand nothing.

Can I join up? Maybe I'll learn something.

~ The spaz? No way! ~ Should we build an escalator?

~ He can't even stand lookout. ~ Or run away.

Unless it's on a downhill.

Okay, that's sort of funny.

If I had fallen from the roof, I might be in a wheelchair.

Then you'd get kicked out!

~ Handicappeds should keep to themselves. ~ It's called "physically disadvantaged".

Then Frank is also disadvantaged. He's at a physical disadvantage!

Shut up or you'll be physically disadvantaged, too!

~ We'll vote: who wants you to bring in the cripple? ~ I do.

~ Me, too. ~ Did he give you money to do this?

~ I'll explain it to you if you'd grow up. ~ Two votes in favor. Who's against it?

So, the cripple is rejected again.

~ Basketball? ~ My second broken bone this year.

~Wheelchair basketball with brittle bones? Not so cool. ~ Better than rugby.

~ Wait a minute. Something shattered. ~ Well, not me.

1,000 euros! With that you could buy a house on Crete.

~ With picturesque views, a garden...And you'd have closets.

~ With shoes, clothes, and stuff. ~ Maria needs that stuff, not me.

~ What do you mean? ~ You're a typical boy.

~ So with your clothes and stuff. ~ What?

~ I think it suits you. ~ Slug.

~ He's just got a crush, the bird. ~ He does not, you moron!

Hey! Cripple alert.

~ Hi. ~ Bye.

~ Bye. ~ Wait! I saw the break-in.

~ Really? Did you tell the cops? ~ No.

If Mom finds out that I can't sleep, I'll have to see a doctor.

~ Did you recognize anyone? ~ One had a camouflage jacket.

I know where they went. I'll tell you, but take me along to your meeting place.

~ Bye. For the last time! ~ Sorry, but I've got to go.

~ Wait! Kai saw the break-in. ~ Oh, really? He's lying!

~ What are you doing in our tree house? ~ Shut up, kiddo.

~ Yes! You, brat! ~ Junior, why's your phone off?

~ Sorry, it's broken. ~ Just tell us, my old man.

~ We're having a little party. ~ I'll clean up before dad comes.

~ Right. The last time there was the stench of beer. ~ That's obvious.

And as a reward we had to clean the new car...spotless.

~ So would you like to, huh? ~ I don't need any penis enlargement.

Penis enlargement. Look at the pisser!

~ Knock it off, are you nuts? ~ Be careful what you say, Fuckface.

~ Olli. ~ Shh!

~ Do you still think I need a penile enlargement? ~ Yes!

~ Are you suicidal... ~ He doesn't mean it!

Shut up, Fatty!

Olli, Olli. At your age I had a big mouth.

But eventually I learned to respect my elders.

They can hurt you. Especially when you least expect it.

~ If you're alone. ~ Crocodiles are never alone. Never.

~ Sweet little ones. Really wild. ~ Wild, wild.

~ We get pissed then begin to howl. ~ Yes, exactly.

~ Howl. ~ Howl, children. Howl! Howl!

Man, are they stupid?

Shit.

~ I need to clean up the house. ~ Right before CSI.

Then we'll meet here again tomorrow. See you later, alligator.

Cool. Rocket engine.

Hey, big guy. Well? What did you order for your racer?

Chip-tuning, low side panels, rocket-turbo. The usual.

Quite the deal. Have a look here, I've brought something.

~ Wow. With steel spikes. ~ Of course.

~ Tell me, isn't that too dangerous? ~ It'll build strength.

The doctor certainly said he should play sports.

What did I tell you, Asshole? You may not drive the Sprinter!

~ That could cost me my job! ~ Yes...Now I'm talking to you! Man!

The green belongs to me!

~ Bah! Olli! Man, you're disgusting. ~ What is it?

Do you think I want to eat your slobbery gummy bears?

~ You wanted the green one. ~ But not from your mouth! Idiot!

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Here!

Mom!

Mom, are you okay?

Well...They've ransacked the store.

They cleared it out while I was in there.

Then I wanted to get out and then to have the...

Well, shit. I'd better call the police.

It's almost 8. You have to go register for the exam.

~ Nah, I have to wait for the police. ~ Until then, you're stuck.

Forget it. To recoup the losses, I'll have to work through the whole month.

That's not fair! Did you study for years for that!

I can help you somehow. I could help out more around here.

Or catch the burglars and collect the reward.

That is sweet of you, but you're still too small.

Too small? We're a team, Mom!

You take your examination --- I'll stop pestering you.

~ Yes, but... ~ No buts! I'm a crocodile.

I fell 10 meters off of a roof. I'm not too small!

I don't always want to wear the clothes my cousin had.

I'd like time to go on vacation, like other kids.

I'd like time to do things with you.

That will only happen if you earn more. Please, sign up for the exam.

I don't need long. I promise.

Go the way the firefighters took on the way back. It's a shortcut.

~ Kai here. ~ Hannes here.

You know where the burglars are, right?

~ Aren't I the all-knowing? Of course! ~ Tell me.

~ Then I'll take you to the crocodiles. ~ I do not know if I have time...

~ OK, just for you. Let's say, Wednesday? ~ Let's say in a half an hour?

~ Okay. That'll work. ~ Bye.

~ Did you find my headset? ~ Probably burned.

~ Really? It's a gift from my Mom! ~ Don't blubber around and clean up!

~ I found a small TV! ~ Great, Jorgo. Really great.

This is your hiding place? Pretty fucked up.

~ What does he want here? ~ To take a look.

~ Are we a hospital? ~ Only we're allowed to see the lair!

~ Right now there's nothing left to hide. ~ Shut up, smartass.

~ What happened? ~ Frank's brother burned everything.

Or the Taliban from the ghetto. The gypsies. Or your family, Jorgo.

~ I'm not a gypsy! ~ Let's find someplace new.

~ Ecologically speaking, a tree house isn't acceptable. ~ Yes, and where?

~ The playing fields are always great ones. ~ No, probably not.

~ How about the old bridge? ~ The bums have their camp there.

~ The old brickyard! ~ Who's talking?

~ He's coming along. ~ He's a spaz!

~ He saved my life! ~ Exactly. Kai earned it!

~ When Jorgo wanted to join, at first we were all against it. ~ What?

But now we all like him. Is someone still against it?

Well, then Kai comes with us.

Hey, people!

~ He can sit and watch from there. ~ As an observer.

Anyone have another idea?

Olli, Frank and I hold him and Mary, you fold up the wheelchair.

~ And if you drop him? ~ Then I'd still be paraplegic.

We'd all go to jail for that.

Nah. Parents are responsible for their kids. They'd go to jail.

Okay, then.

~ Wow. ~ Cool place.

Like an Athenian ruin.

This is certainly in danger of collapse.

Frank and I will check out the top. Jorgo and Elvis, check the front.

Peter and Maria, you check the back. Hannes will look after our guest.

Bah! Are you sure that the front is alright?

I'm disabled, but not blind.

Abandoned.

I see how to get up there.

~ Maybe the burglars are still here. ~ No, they'd probably come at night.

~ Hannes. ~ Maria.

What are you doing here?

~ Peter's getting his helmet --- because of the danger of collapse. ~ I see.

~ That thing looks pretty rotten. ~ Oh, I know all about ladders.

Look, totally stable.

Shit!

~ Run! ~ This way!

The rail! You're underneath the rail. Get out!

~ Hannes, I'm stuck! ~ Faster! You have to get away!

~ Take off the shoe. ~ I can't!

~ Hurry up! Go! ~ Go!

~ Hannes! Please! Do it! ~ Watch out!

Hannes, quick!

Maria? Hannes?

~ Shit. ~ They might be dead!

~ Nonsense! Don't talk such shit, man! Jorgo, call the fire department. ~ Alright.

~ Dortmund Emergency, hello. ~ A margarita with extrasharp salami.

What, emergency? 'Scuse me, am foreigner, I mis-dialed.

~ You're full of shit, Sister. ~ Like always, stop it.

People? Maybe you want to check underneath this.

Radical!

Ancient. What is that? Crazy.

~ Olli, open it up. ~ It's locked, man.

~ Come on, let me see. ~ Whoa! What's this worth, you reckon?

~ 1,000 euros. ~ More.

~ Much more. ~ A million?

It's a 1,000 Euro reward for finding the crooks.

Like robbers? Here?

~ Conti Road-Attack treads. New! ~ Hey, Indiana Jones, what's with them?

Standard tires. Almost every car has these.

~ But these are really cool. ~ OK, I'll go to the police.

~ You? We all found the compound. ~ The reward is open to everyone.

If the cops lie in wait, they'd be warned, and stay out of sight.

~ Then we have to catch them ourselves. The treads are a good start. ~ Yes.

We need to find out things. We'll observe the suspects.

~ And if they strike, we'll grab them! ~ And how?

~ We'll follow them with the wheelchair? ~ The goods have to go back to the shop!

One moment.

I've seen this on CSI.

Uh-oh, she's looking...

~ Do you have to piss, too? ~ Nope, I can manage.

~ We won't watch either. ~ I don't need to.

~ You sweat it out or what? ~ We could lift you up.

~ This could be a long day without a pit stop. ~ How long? I mean, what do you mean by that?

If I get pissed on, I'll flip out.

~ Will you get it out for him? ~ With which hand then, you bum?

Once it's out, I need somebody to pound on my belly. Reflex discharging.

Peter, come for the reflex discharge and get Kai's dick out?

W...w...what?

Okay, volunteers.

Oh, man, you guys!

~ You touched him! ~ What of it? It's just a pecker.

Maria? I think Hannes must also have an emergency.

Oh.

Babies!

OK, I printed out the tread profiles.

Bye.

~ See you later. ~ See you later.

Hey, you skulker! What are you doing there?

Hey!

I got here late again.

R...r...run!

~ Let's scram! ~ This way! Run!

Olli! Olli!

Let's boogie!

~ Were you at the Pimp-my-wheelchair? ~ Hide! Hide!

Get going!

~ Watch out. ~ I don't know her.

You look around. Now they're looking over here.

~ Act disabled. Go! ~ And how should I act like that, numbnuts?

We scared them off.

They're gone.

Hey. You there. Yes, I mean you!

You can't take your chair here across the grass.

~ I'd much rather walk. ~ Wait a minute. Look at the grooves!

~ Do you know what the grass costs? ~ Are the disabled banned around here?

Just because he's in a wheelchair, he's not allowed to play here?

~ I don't understand. ~ Let's translate it for you, Macaroni!

~ I'm not Italian! ~ I don't care! Who cares!

~ Can we play here if we use crutches? ~ Of course.

But that makes a lot of animal holes. You see? The grass gets ruined.

Knock it off, you moron! What's the matter with you?

~ You probably took your bath too hot? Now push off! ~ Go away.

~ Do your own shit. ~ About that shit I couldn't care less.

Hold on! You can't leave me here alone with the handicapped!

~ I can't budge. Help me out! ~ Yes, yes, alright.

What is this shit? Let's move it, boy!

~ Did you break something? ~ Nothing happened.

This is abuse of the physically disadvantaged!

There's nothing wrong here. I'm giving you a free ticket. For the whole year, okay?

~ I want eight of them. ~ Hi, this is the police?

One moment. Wait.

1...2...3...

4...5...6...

~ 7...8. ~ You dirty little blackmailers.

Hi, Mom. Yes, we've been messing around.

~ Yes, messing around. If you must laugh. ~ Respect. That was pretty casual.

~ Not bad for a cripple. ~ Should we take you home?

~ Nothing's wrong with me. ~ See you tomorrow. See you later, alligator.

After a while, crocodile.

Guys, how does it look? Small international match against the Albanians?

Yes, exactly! An international match!

Pass the ball!

Conti attack treads.

Camouflage.

Hey! Let's go!

Hey, Frank, help me. Thanks.

Isn't that painful?

~ This is music! ~ A super ringtone for you, Jorgo!

~ It sounds like you on the toilet! ~ You've got no taste in music.

~ Welcome to the new headquarters! ~ Yes!

This belongs to one of the dealers in the city. The profile fits.

~ The Rocker's wares! ~ Do they have these treads as well?

~ Nah. But they chased us. ~ He was angry over a motorbike!

That's from the three guys. The profile fits.

Motocross bikes. One of which was brand new.

And one had a camouflage jacket in a backpack.

So one jacket says it all.

Quickly now!

Make way!

~ Be right back. ~ What?

Hannes!

Do you know how awful for me this is? Yes. Tomorrow, 3 pm.

Shit.

Hey!

Old man, what's a Mongoloid doing here?

Spazzo, what are you doing here?

Going for a run.

~ Tell us no shit, Pickled Herring. ~ Yeah, Pickled Herring.

You rolled all the way alone? Without Mom, without Dad?

~ Without Mom, without Dad! ~ He's one of us.

Check out the toads. What are you doing here, you little turtles?

~ No trespassing. Can't you read? ~ As well as you can.

You're pissing us off. I'll give you two minutes.

~ Two minutes, yes. ~ Or what?

~ Or what? I don't know... ~ Leave him alone!

Or I'll tell Dad that you took the Sprinter again.

~ You wouldn't do that. ~ This is your brother?

Hey, Little Boss! You're showing yourself to be a shit!

Stop it! Leave it alone!

Then leave, old man.

~ Want to dance? Dance on! ~ Leave our hideout in peace!

Hannes! Let it go.

Come here!

Be careful, he's coming!

That was a third time, Dennis!

If I catch you here again, I'll make you into croc' skin bags.

Is that clear? Is that clear?

~ K...h... ~ It's clear.

Okay, then.

~ Come on, Achmed. ~ Heh!

W...w...we could build a new hut at the old mill.

What would Dennis have wanted here?

~ He could have stopped to look around. Like us. ~ With the Sprinter?

We should call the police.

That's my brother! Do you get that? You're not calling anyone!

Syd Barrett of Pink Floyd got strung out and no one supported him.

But the band held a place for him till the end.

~ Is that how it goes in Germany, too? ~ I don't want to dis Dennis.

~ And the reward? ~ Fuck the reward!

Frank is a German, but still our brother.

And since Dennis is his brother, we're all quasi-brothers. Theoretically.

But I saw that same jacket at the break-in!

~ Everyone has a jacket like that! ~ The tire tracks are identical!

We still know nothing!

The cripple thinks he's important with his fictional stories!

Let him drool on himself, since he can handle everything on his own.

He's no longer a crocodile. He's just a fucking cripple!

These were in the Sprinter. From my mom's shop.

~ Dennis bought that. ~ And the 10 others in the Sprinter?

Liar!

~ I got it! Your brother is an ass! A burglar! ~ What do you mean?

~ Olli, say something! ~ Hey, man! Frank is one of us.

~ Dennis is a spaz, but not a burglar. ~ He is guilty!

~ We can't accuse him without evidence! ~ How much do you need?

~ Then I'll go alone to the police. ~ Crocodiles stick together. Always!

~ If you blow the whistle on Dennis, you're out! ~ My mom has no more coal.

We have nothing to eat. If I don't have the 1,000 euros tomorrow,...

~ we'll have to move away again. ~ Nobody wants you here anyway! Traitor!

Maybe they'll get some other justice. We have really don't have enough evidence.

~ Maybe he's really not guilty. ~ Are you stabbing me in the back?

First, you blackmailed me so I'd take you with me when I didn't want to.

~ And now you're backing them. ~ Hannes, this isn't against you.

Oh, sure. Maybe it would be better for me if I moved away.

Maybe I'd find some real friends.

Hannes!

~ Hannes, wait! ~ Mom is really right. You can rely on no one except yourself!

~ We want you to help! ~ Who is "we"? You and the crocodiles?

Do you believe they'll still be interested in you tomorrow?

We can't do anything with you! We brought you in only...

so that we can find the burglars! You can go right back home!

No one here needs you anymore!

~ Kai, where were you? ~ It's not dark yet.

~ Why didn't you call? We worried! ~ I forgot.

You're all wet!

You're hypothermic. You know how dangerous that is.

Mom, I'm okay! Don't you have something else to do than sit around and worry?

Other mothers have jobs. Or friends for coffee.

They have no children with disabilities, who are so dependent on them.

I finally figured it out. I'm dependent on no one.

And certainly not on you.

Leave it!

Don't you have other shit to do? Ironing or something?

Do you have to stand here and stare at me?

I'm becoming alone.

~ Well, are you a crocodile? ~ Well, are you a nerd?

What about you? Have you made a mess, or why else are you in such a good mood?

~ No, I'm not making any more messes. ~ 'Scuse me, you're a real adult.

~ How exactly is it going in your club? ~ Good. Cool. It's really fun.

Nice. I'm glad that you have found some friends.

~ And Mom? ~ What is it, my big guy?

Good luck with the test tomorrow.

Thank you. But instead wish me lots of customers later.

Otherwise, I'll have to work tomorrow, so we can scrape the rent together.

~ Or will you nab more criminals and claim the reward? ~ I will.

Do you have gummy bears?

Get them for yourself.

Do you have a broken heart, or what?

Shut up, Olli.

You must stop them!

~ Yo, Albanians, do you want to play? ~ Sure.

Who ratted? You have to tell me, who ratted on us!

Was it you?

Are you crazy? Are you stupid? How can you ask me that, old man?

Get lost. Do it for your country!

Don't we all want to take a trip together tomorrow?

~ Not the zoo again? ~ No. Something cool.

Dad, if you suggest it, it's automatically uncool.

~ The old brick factory on the outskirts will be demolished tomorrow. ~ What?

Wow, what? Like in a film. Boom!

Isn't that dangerous? Don't we need to be evacuated?

For you everything is dangerous. A bit of fun is essential!

~ After your last "fun" with Kai he was paralyzed. ~ Mom!

Then keep him locked up! In the house, where you can watch him constantly.

In the special school, there's constant supervision. Then perhaps he'll be happy. Like you!

That was really shitty of you.

One more shit in our lives. That doesn't matter, right?

Dortmund. The Old Brickyard is to be demolished next Monday.

The old factory stood for 14 years, unused by the owners, Olbracht GmbH & Co. KG.

Now, there's a new housing project to be built on the property.

~ Hey, driver! Well, how are you? ~ So-so...and you?

~ It's okay. Someone said some shit about us. ~ Really?

Yes! You, cripple! Admit that you snitched about seeing us.

Yes, that you snitched about seeing. Well, it's time to move.

~ Listen! ~ Understand?

~ We were, in other words, not there! ~ Are you nuts?

~ Watch where you look, understand? ~ Did you understand?

Hey, little fatty, is everything clear?

~ You got the melon huh? ~ Melon.

Sorry. Hello. Excuse me!

My helmet! Stop!

Make way!

Make way!

Make way!

Make way!

Sorry, guys.

Watch out!

Ah!

Kai!

Hey boy, what are you doing?

Shit. Are you okay?

~ I can't feel my legs anymore. ~ He hit him!

~ Perhaps they were the burglars. ~ That's enough. We'll show the assholes.

~ And Frank? ~ We'll explain afterwards.

~ We did not want to inform on Dennis! ~ Not without any evidence.

~ We'll only say where the goods are. ~ And the reward?

We're at war. The police will surely find DNA or microfibers from clothes.

That will reveal who the perpetrators are.

F...f...fully CSI-like.

Your pendant, so that the cops know that you belong to us, Hannes.

~ We want to file a report. ~ About a theft.

Sit down, wait, and shut up.

Yes, yes, yes.

Our fire department.

I'm on my lunch time.

So!

~ Where is your teacher? ~ Why?

Because we have important things to do such as investigating sandwich thefts.

We're on holiday and are on the trail of a real case.

~ You're probably the 7 question marks, huh? ~ We're the crocodiles!

~ We have evidence to apprehend the burglars! ~ That's nice!

They already took everything we had. Here. There were...

~ The Albanians. ~ What?

Not the Albanians!

I'm not Albanian.

~ We found part of the booty with them. ~ The fingerprints really match?

There are witnesses, you smartass! And so for me the case is closed.

~ I'm taking a break now and as for your club: Get out! ~ What about the reward?

Reward? The capture was done by the three motorbikers!

They gave us the tip. And no one else.

~ The Albanians weren't the ones! ~ No one one can pin anything on them anyway.

Nonsense. The don't even speak German. They can't defend themselves.

~ They'll simply be deported. ~ We'll prove they weren't the ones.

~ We've got to catch the real burglars. ~ And how, Zorro Jr.?

~ We'll catch them at the hideout. ~ We don't know when they'll be there.

~ True. Besides, the brickyard's being demolished. ~ No! Not again, our new hut.

Early tomorrow...so we've only got one night.

Mother, please. Don't shout like that, I hear you!

~ Did he find friends yet? ~ No, of course not!

~ Sure, he spends all day somewhere and claims ... ~ Hello.

~ Peace. ~ I've taken off my shoes.

They come through the old factory driveway. You can see that easily from up here.

~ I'll observe them with the telescope. ~ I'll be right there.

They come to the back entrance and drive straight to the grounds. Here.

~ As proof we need the photo as they clear out the stuff. ~ I'll do that.

~ From there, we've got a good view. ~ I'll help you.

Well? Are you playing Legos? Nice.

~ It's a simple plan to use imagery to solve a crime. ~ Ah.

Then I'd better operate quietly in case we're being bugged, right?

~ Close the door? ~ Yes. Gladly, dear.

~ One will be watching the Sprinter. ~ Definitely Achmed.

~ We must disable the Sprinter so that he can't escape. ~ And how?

Remove the keys?

~ That's what Peter and I will do. ~ Me?

First off, we have to lure Achmed. Otherwise, he'd clobber you.

~ I'll do it. I already know how. ~ Good. Jorgo: telecommunications.

You and Kai, you oversee the operation. If we get the photo...

the vehicle is immobilized, and the gang is trapped, you call the cops.

Any questions?

~ Are you going already? ~ Yes, but we'll be back.

If our cabin blows up tomorrow we'll need a new hangout. Bye.

O...o...! Ow!

Hey!

Man, Olli.

Sister...

Good luck tomorrow.

~ Hi. ~ Shh!

Hi.

Elvis.

Hello!

Open up!

Hello. Hey.

~ Password? ~ Open up already, you spaz!

Sorry, that's not the password.

Password: "S...a...save the Albanians".

Maria: channel 1. Olli: channel 2. Hannes: Croc-cam.

If you press "Page All" it broadcasts on all channels. So be careful.

Kai and Hannes: get in position. Now we get the pisser ready.

~ What do you mean, how deep is it? ~ Deep enough.

~ It doesn't look so rotten. ~ I know my way, believe me.

Sorry I was so mean to you yesterday.

Hey, no biggie. I was selfish to not have thought about your problems.

Already forgotten.

What really happened with your legs?

I was shopping with Dad. We messed up.

He was pushing me in a shopping cart. Totally childish. Oh, well.

He stumbles, wants to hold onto the cart but shoves it forward.

And I'm in the cart which hits the railing. The cart stops,...

I went flying and landed on a handle in the gardening tools.

~ Ouch. ~ Yes.

Complete paraplegia. Still, only the 11th vertebra.

Otherwise I couldn't even piss.

Your father is a real shit.

It was just stupid. It wasn't intentional.

Mine cleared out right after I was born.

No wonder. With such a son.

My parents were still young when I arrived. It was too much for them.

Do you really believe that one can rely only on himself?

Could be.

Is there a chance that you'll walk again someday?

No.

No matter. I play basketball while sitting, and I can also be an astronaut.

In weightlessness no one can walk.

If you need a co-pilot for the Space Shuttle, just call.

I will.

Hey, you Spazzes! Do you have tomatoes in your eyes?

Shit.

Croc 1 in position 1.

Activity at the back entrance.

Crocodile eyes in position.

Is the battery charged?

Then I'll use the flash.

Kill the engine!

Phase 1 in 1...2...3.

What was that?

~ Achmed, what was that? ~ No idea.

~ Then look, you bird! ~ Yes, exactly, you bird!

Yes, you Blondies.

~ He's getting close. ~ More juice.

Team Sprinter on the road.

Grab underneath and up high.

Hey, Achmed! Help me carry this!

~ I need their faces closer. ~ I'll come, too.

~ No. That's too dangerous, baby. ~ "Baby"?

"Baby"...

~ Crocodile eye moving in closer. ~ To where exactly?

To the burglars!

Kevin, let's get a move on.

Come on!

Come.

O...Olli. The k...key.

Shit.

Lights out. Someone's coming.

~ Old man! What are you doing here? ~ I texted him a message.

~ And what are you doing here? ~ Here. Look.

That's...That can't be. That's really Dennis.

Dad's told him so often he shouldn't take the van. This means trouble.

I'm sorry, really.

He used to be somehow more there for me and all.

If he goes to jail, you've still got us. We're also your brothers.

I...I have no idea. Seen by "Two steel-hearted p...p...pros".

What?

Shit.

What are you doing?

~ Hey, everything okay? ~ Sh...shit, man! D...diesel.

Now I have you, young crocs. You've made Uncle Achmed angry.

If I find you, I'll bite you all in the ass.

I'm coming now! Ah!

Hey, guys. Help me out of here! Quick, help me out here.

What's happening now?

~ Hey! There he is. Did you see him? ~ Yes.

Just you wait, you pisser. You're dead meat!

~ They're chasing Hannes. ~ Shit. Jorgo, call the police.

~ Jorgo! ~ Yes! Shit, I crashed.

~ Do it! Quickly! ~ Calm down! This has happened before!

~ You little shit. What are you doing here? ~ What are you doing here?

Cut the crap!

~ Make a face! Give me the camera. ~ Camera? You should give me the camera!

~ Yes, exactly! The camera! ~ Give it to me instead!

Duffing us up is the last thing you'll do.

~ The cripple again? ~ Hannes, call the police.

~ Enough is enough. ~ Don't even budge.

The pinprick and the cripple want to give me orders?

Say cripple to me once more.

You don't dare, cripple.

Holy shit!

~ The cripple shot me in the leg! ~ Don't say cripple again!

Hello? My name's Hannes Burgm�ller. This is an emergency. Come quickly!

"Hello? Hello, where are you?"

~ I'll finish you off. ~ Leave him alone.

I warned you, cripple.

Hands off him! Don't call him that!

~ Crocodiles, grab him! ~ Yes!

~ Yes! ~ Let me through.

OK. OK! You won. You won!

What do you want? Do you want a DVD player? A game console?

~ Well? ~ You leave us alone starting now.

~ Don't come back to our hangout! ~ You exonerate the Albanians!

~ You give Mom back her things! ~ Dennis! The cops!

This can't be happening!

They could never get here so quickly.

Never underestimate a Greek and his cell phone.

Drive!

~ Well. Out of gas. Stupid joyriding! ~ Well done.

So, that's it!

Search and arrest them. Back to the station, come on.

Here comes another one! Arrest him!

By the way: the "one can rely only on himself"...

Yeah?

That is totally garbage.

Attention! Only 2 minutes till demolition!

One stupid comment about the clothes, and I'll punch you out.

For me?

A hand bike!

The goods have been recovered. Mom no longer needs coal.

Elvis can't push you to school every day.

Starting now, everyone knows who he's with and no one says "spaz".

~ He didn't climb to the roof but still proved himself. ~ Now he's a crocodile!

~ And? ~ Well, that's all good.

~ I'm done with the shitty job. I passed. ~ You are so cool!

No, you. You are the coolest son that anyone could wish for.

Without you I'd be screwed.

~ I am so proud of you, my big guy. ~ Oh, Mom.

Cry me a river.

The world offers more than just phones and action films. You'll learn that one day.

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