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Brasi from San Luca. - Shit! Really from Calabria.

He's got to go! - One more time ...

and I'll put you in the trunk.

They're laundering money there. with their pizzeria.

Who said that? - Everyone!

I'm not going along with this.

My pizzeria ... my choice!

(Suspenseful music, Martins horn)

Shit!

Wait, I'm gonna get you, Spaghetti!

Healing bag!

(Exciting music, engine howling)

Go ahead, fucking car!

(Exciting music, engine howling)

(Tire squeal)

(engine howling)

(siren)

(Music stops.)

Shit, shit, fucking shit!

(Loud exhale)

(Engine stops.)

(key tone, engine buzz)

(Mysterious Music)

(cuckoo clock sound)

(Fading Music)

(Distant dog bark)

(Remote church bell ringing)

I'm at a loss.

The rates are too high, I can't get out. the loan agreement.

Judith, that's it. We're broke.

Tomorrow is another day.

Let me talk to the bank.

I'll go to Bernd's tomorrow morning and chat with him.

Come to sleep.

(Quiet animal sounds)

(crickets chirping, snoring)

(engine ignition)

(Suspenseful music)

(Fading Music)

(Heavy breathing, birds chirping)

(Loud exhale)

Did he recognize you?

No, definitely not.

Why is he following you then?

Because he's a stupid dog. and runs after everything,

What moves? That's why.

Yes, but we have an entirely different problem.

The 30,000-Euro Problem or the body under the terrace?

We need the money, and as fast as we can.

Otherwise, we'll soon have the next mobster will be at the door.

And then they find out get out real quick,

that we're not just giving them the money,

but also. Owe a new Brasi.

I'll think of something, I'll think of something,

Buy cement in stock or ...

I would, but I can't,

because my half brother is making out with the police.

Bullshit! I ... - You call her Tanja.

But I didn't do anything! - Morning!

Tomorrow! - Tomorrow!

How long have you been standing there?

I don't know. What's for breakfast?

Just ask the chef.

What's for breakfast?

Hey, don't you have school?

What's wrong with him again?

(Somber music)

Alexandros, we have a date. You didn't forget, did you?

Yes?

That's what I want to hear.

See you later.

(Suspenseful music)

(engine ignition)

(Oppressive music)

(Fading music, birds chirping)

(door squeak)

Hello, Bernd!

What a coincidence! I was just about to to join you at the bank.

Good morning, Judith! Anton.

I didn't mean for this to just come to you, so ...

I have bad news.

You're taking the farm away from us?

The bank. I tried everything, but ...

I just found out, too.

What are we going to do now?

Where should we go? Bernd, you can't do this!

Unfortunately, my hands are tied.

I'm so sorry.

Bernd, he can't leave! His whole life is there after all!

(Sad music)

What happens now?

You have to get out in a few weeks.

The bank will sell the farm! - Anton!

Anton!

(Somber music)

(Foreign language rap music from speakers)

Are they from Kazakhstan?

Mongolian state television.

Do you know how many Mongols there are in Germany,

alone in Swabia?

Huh? - Yeah? How many of those do you have?

Enough. 30,000 worth.

For you 20,000.

I know in Stuttgart a Mongolian All-You-Can-Eat.

But I've never seen one there. ever seen a Mongolian.

All right. 15.

This is my last prize.

I'd take that watch off your hands. How much of it do you have?

A lot, too, but only goes along with those.

Pipo, but the Rats aren't coming. come to me with junk like this.

Are the Rats better than me. or what?

I would never say that, If, it's the Chico.

But I'll put it this way: the Rats have not targeting Höpke the way they're targeting you.

What's that supposed to mean?

(Rap music continues.)

For the clock.

Come on, give me!

Then our business relationship thaws. will eventually thaw again.

(engine ignition)

So you can get the money not get it?

No.

We need Plan B.

Oh, and you have a plan B or what?

Yes.

We need this.

Bullshit! What do you want with twelve meters of filament?

And how much does all this cost?

I did the rough math.

(Suspenseful music)

By the end of the month, we'll have that. and the money for the debt.

No! What part of "We need money">don't you understand? - Pipo!

We want money, not spend!

Do you think that will work? - Yes!

Mom! - Give your brother what he needs!

No! - Do you have a better idea?

Every idea is better than that!

Which one, for example?

It's not his money, With which he plays.

If I bet to zero in the casino,

I have more chance of winning than this bullshit plan.

He wants his dream pizzeria.

That's not true! - Ha?

Come here, throw it all on your head,

Just to have a star-rated ristorante. to have!

Get the money!

You allow that? - Mhm.

(Tense music)

(groan)

Damn it!

Where is that?

I can't handle this!

(quietly:) Damn!

Luca! Do you know where the money is? - What?

Don't fuck with me! Where's the money?

Down in the basement?

There's not!

(Tense music)

I don't know.

(rumble)

Did you put it somewhere else?

No, why would I?

Have you got it somewhere else?

Brasi dead.

Driving around Brasi.

Brasi away.

Money in the basement.

I remember it clearly.

My finger was off, I was too medicated.

What do I know where the fucking money is?

In his car, maybe.

I idiot!

I'll ask Mom. - No, no!

I'll check Brasi's car.

Okay.

(Exciting music)

(Music stops, squeals.)

(engine ignition)

(He grumbles quietly to himself.)

(squeak)

Damn!

(cleaning noise)

Anything good? - Mhm.

(Birdsong from outside)

(Door opens.) Hey!

It goes: knock - "come in" - open up.

Just give it to me.

What?

I'll say nothing if you say nothing.

Okay.

What did you mean by that?

Did Dad get angry?

Quite.

Good.

Thank you, Luca.

(Door slams shut.)

(Cheerful music)

The same stubbornness as her father.

(cell phone ringing)

"Pipo."

I got the money.

Ah, thank God.

"Where was it?" - Under the freezer.

"Probably slipped."

Egal. Let's go get your junk now.

"Thank Mom." - Okay.

"Ciao."

(Birds chirping, shovel sounds)

(Cheerful music, birds chirping)

(camera click)

(beep)

(Cheerful music)

(A car approaches.)

Fuck it.

(beeps)

No cell phones while eating.

Mom!

Aphro?

Is it Aphrodite?

Mom!

Sorry.

I already don't read your chats.

Good appetite.

Thank you.

She's nice, isn't she? - Y-yes.

It is.

And ...

Luca Rossi ... He's nice too, isn't he?

(Quiet music)

Apparently ... A nice family.

Stop grinning so stupidly.

(Quiet music)

(engine ignition)

(siren)

(Tire squeal)

(Car door slams shut.)

I wasn't after all. I was speeding.

Drivers license, vehicle inspection.

(birdsong)

Get out.

Stay seated.

First aid kit, warning triangle.

They're under there.

Clearing out.

(Sigh)

(groan)

(Rattle)

Ah.

Here. - Warning triangle.

No warning triangle.

Signal vest?

No signal vest.

This isn't going to be cheap.

Are we moving?

Pf!

Are we using German license plates today? license plate?

What?

You know how I like spaghettis? best?

Boiled soft and quenched cold.

(Cheerful music)

Good trip.

What an ass.

Welcome to my world.

(church bell ringing)

New furnishings, tables, Lots of decorating stuff,

Painting is also done, Terrace is redone,

That's interesting. - Yes.

With parasols, litter around it, All the trimmings.

What about the Alfa, that Pipo Rossi rides around with?

The one with the Italian license plate?

Didn't let him out of my sight, Pipo plays the innocent.

(Birdsong, Pipo groans and sniffles.)

(Italian singing from speakers)

Okay.

So he recognized you,

and he saw the Italian license plate seen,

but he doesn't know, whose car you were driving.

Where's the car now?

(hammering)

(softly:) In Anton's yard.

(She speaks in Italian.)

Mom, what can I do?

What am I supposed to do, When he's chasing me?

Don't get caught.

Do you know what that means?

Yes. Then Höpke has to go too.

I was just kidding.

I get it, He's got me on his radar.

And the whole family, because of you.

What can I do about it, huh?

Ciao, Luca.

Hello, Tanja.

Don't fuck around, kid.

It will.

Yes, will.

How are you?

Good. And you?

And Pipo, his finger?

Will.

I-I have to ...

See ya.

(engine ignition)

What did she want? - Nothing.

So they're cleaning themselves out.

Well, their machinations we will we'll know how to stop them.

What should I do?

You'd better leave that to me.

Mmm.

(Exciting music)

As agreed.

(engine ignition)

I'm counting on you.

What made her jump? - None of your fucking business.

Is it still not ready or what?

Man!

(Fading music, crickets chirping)

(Magic Music)

(Quiet music)

Mom.

If you had a little time have some time left,

We need a miracle.

Even a very small one will do.

And give my regards to my Umberto.

(Fading Music)

(Quiet music from headphones)

Good morning!

Why so late?

Memory card out of the flash box. Get. Remember?

I have patrol today.

I do.

And what is that? - What?

Well, that!

Rossis have the pizzeria. set up.

From them thou shalt keep away.

The whole family, are all mobsters.

Pch, pch. - The one with the finger ...

Unambiguously mafia.

And I'll prove it.

I'm sure it's an honorary thing. among the spaghettis.

Isn't that Japanese?

This is hara-kiri.

(He groans.)

Ah, yes.

Block off in the evening, right? - Yes, boss.

(key tones)

Want a pretzel?

Bavarian?

Swabian, the very best.

Yummy, thank you.

(Door slams shut.)

(Quiet music)

(Suspenseful music)

(Suspenseful music)

(sniff)

(sniff)

(exhale, sniff)

(sniff)

Say ...

Don't you smell something?

(Luca sniffs.)

(Luca exhales, sniffles.)

(Both sniff.)

(Tense music)

Those fucking pigs!

(Luca coughs.)

Who does that?

Rats do that.

(Somber music)

I'll get it!

(Melancholic music)

The yard will be cleared soon.

The foreclosure. is a mere formality.

The bank, that is, me,

will sell the ground to us at the agreed purchase price to us.

And Anton? - He'll be cleared too.

Are you having qualms?

I want to know, whether the can take legal action.

He's insolvent, for good. - That's on.

So, let's focus now on those Rossis' pizza place.

I had this one on my car.

They're motivated.

We're cooking the spaghettis. still soft.

Don't you agree, my dear Hechtle?

We have there ...

various possibilities.

(Talking out loud, hard rock music)

(Talking out loud)

(quietly:) Those fuckers!

(Low rumble)

(softly:) You dirty little dog!

(Music stops.)

How late?

(Luca breathes heavily.)

11:58 a.m.

Have you really distributed all the flyers distributed?

Yes. - At school too?

Yes! We just have a reputation.

We're not mobsters.

Your Grandpa Umberto has a pizzeria. inherited to Dad.

This is a pizza place, nothing else.

People just believe otherwise. - Yeah, what about you?

(She breathes contemptuously.)

This was a good idea, Luca.

(Remote church bell ringing)

(emphatic:) People will come!

They'll eat.

And they will come again, and more will come,

(Tense music)

(groan)

You said if we don't get the money together,

the next mobster is standing just around the corner.

Yes.

And ...

If we can get the money together,

Isn't there still a mobster standing outside the door because of Brasi?

Maybe.

And when ...

Pipo then buys cement for him,

doesn't that make the next one and then the next one?

Until the cement is out.

Or if we are so rich by then, that we can pay blood money,

You can buy your way out of this? - Sometimes.

But never if you're poor.

Then you die. Always.

(A door squeaks and slams shut.)

Uuh! That's bubbling From all the revenue. Luca!

Luca, I can't even see you. for all the guests. Where are you?

I'll swim through the money for a minute. to you. Ah, there you are!

Great plan.

This is on me.

I'll pay for it. Huh?

With my fingers.

If that's not enough, then yours are still coming, huh?

Pipo, that's enough.

He did his best! -Yes, his best!

It's not good enough. His best costs me ...

Greetings. Are you open?

(Cheerful accordion music)

Eh, yes, of course.

Come on, come on. For two, yes?

Yes.

Please do.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Yeah, uh, the map.

You see? - Ah!

So ...

Once for you. - Thank you.

And once for you.

(Quiet music)

A coffee?

Espresso?

A tartufo, perhaps?

The bill, please.

The pizza - just like the old Umberto.

And the great country air here.

Ciao, grazie!

I think, the cook is his second son.

(door squeak)

30 euros.

We are rehabilitated.

(birdsong)

(sigh)

(Distant dog bark)

(groan)

(A car approaches.)

(Engine stops.)

Hey. - (dejected:) Hey.

Yes? - Can I still get something to eat?

Yes.

Wait a minute.

(Soft guitar music)

Here. - Thank you.

(crunch sound)

(He sniffles.)

How do you make them?

With his hands.

(He sniffles.)

Tomorrow will be better.

I know.

'Scuse me.

(Soft guitar music)

'Scuse me.

(crunch sound)

I'm going home now.

I'll get up off your car.

Ciao.

Mh ...

Oh, by the way, my boss thinks, You guys are mobsters.

What do you think?

That you are a good cook.

And you're not a bad kisser.

(Swelling music)

(Music fades, engine rattles.)

(Engine stops.)

(Suspenseful music)

(Music stops.)

(door knocking) (removed:) Pipo, get up!

Quick, come down!

(Door knocking, dynamic music)

Pipo! Get down!

Quick, come down!

(voice clutter, dynamic music)

(Gina:) Here.

Pipo, dai, dai, serve!

Luca, to the kitchen!

Where did they all come from?

The ways of the Lord are inscrutable.

I knew it!

(Hectic music)

This is for them.

On the house. - Why?

Just do it! The two of them have recommended us to others!

(Quiet music)

With best regards. From the kitchen.

(Woman:) That's nice, thank you!

So, once the Pizza Diabolo. Here you go.

Prosciutto?

And salad once.

So, here we go again. The classic, Pizza Margherita.

(Enigmatic music, babble of voices)

(Loud exhale)

(Birdsong from outside)

The people will come.

I said it.

Pipo, how long?

If it keeps up, we'll have gather the 30,000 by the end of the month.

Is that good?

Go like this.

It's very good!

So we're saved. - Yes.

I'm very proud of you, ragazzi, very proud.

(Engine stops.)

Mr ... Rossi ...

Giuseppe.

Yes? - Hechtle is my name.

From the Aschberg building authority.

I would like to see the building permit for this terrace.

What?

Yes, from the formerly submitted construction plans

no terrace is apparent to me.

Apparently none was requested,.

As a result, we also did not approve any.

Excuse me?

You have three days,

to bring the object into the state of. building plans. - That is?

Deconstruction.

They're wearing down the decking.

Where did that come from?

From the law book.

Moment. Here.

This is the notice ... to you.

(softly:) Can you maybe. what ... reauthorize? - Please?

Repaying.

(Cheerful music)

Have a nice day.

(engine ignition)

Shit!

Said yes, we shouldn't have Brasi. bury him under the patio.

You're pretty smart.

You know, since you've been there ...

I chopped off a finger, a mobster is dead,

Sheriff Höpke play bad cop with me.

This Tanja plays good cop with you.

Now the building department.

Tanja won't play with me.

And why is the terrace a blacktop?

My God, that's a terrace, not a house.

What am I supposed to. apply for great?

No one's ever itched, until you set up tables here.

Hey.

You built that, yes.

(Tense music)

Yes! May I perhaps lie down in front lay in the sun in front of my house? Huh?

If you think that's all, then you were wrong.

This is just the beginning.

What else is there to come?

Huh?

Mind my words.

(Somber music)

(Music stops.)

Pipo.

Luca!

Huh?

(Gina sighs.) No water.

There won't be tonight. fewer guests are coming.

Na?

Are you cleaning out?

(Sad music)

(horse whinnies)

We're getting cleaned out.

From the bank.

What? -We can't service the loan. we can't service the loan.

The bank is taking the farm, We have to get out.

Close your mouth again, The world still turns,

How's your uncle?

Gnarly.

Where are you going?

We're planning right now.

You, Judith ...

Your uncle ...

It's bad for him.

It's okay.

I mean ...

Let's chat another time.

If we can help - anytime, okay?

And thanks for the water. and the canisters!

Keep it.

(Pipo groans.)

(Laughter, happy music)

(Voices clamoring, laughter)

(They speak in Italian.)

(He speaks in Italian.)

Aphro!

Look for the lasagnas, I think they're done.

(door squeak)

Where's the arrabiata? - It's coming, it's coming!

He's already annoying. - Okay.

Table seven, yes?

(They speak Italian.)

Ma!

Yes, I'm coming!

(He speaks in Italian.)

(They speak in Italian.)

(Music stops.)

Pipo! - What's going on?

No gas. Do we still have gas bottles in the cellar?

Eh, yeah, I'm looking.

No matter how you do it, plug into the stove!

(groaning:) I got something.

But that's only enough for one day.

Good. Pipo?

You're right, we're at war. -Yes, we are.

Ah, running again.

Thank you!

Aphro!

What?

Distribute candles to the tables. - Okay.

After that, you go to bed.

Oh, man! - Do it before your dad grumbles.

So.

A sip of wine? - Thank you.

(Italian singing from speakers)

Well, do you like it? - (Man:) Yeah yeah, great!

This is my little brother, who cooks.

(Pipo converses quietly.)

(Voices clamoring, laughter)

(Crackling, music stops, Astonished sounds.)

(Woman:) What's going on?

(quietly:) Pipo.

Pipo ... Pipo.

Do it on purpose.

(beeps, noises from the television)

(Groans, gunshots from TV)

(battle sounds from the TV)

(Quiet music, soft conversations)

(Shots, a man speaks German with an accent on the TV.)

(cell phone ringing)

(Sounds become quieter.)

(cell phone ringing)

(Reluctant sound)

(Tense music)

(Melancholic music)

(Monotone music)

(melancholy music)

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