Original subtitles

Why d'you always do that? - You really wanna know? - Yeah.

'cause... when you put your hands on the roof

at a yellow light, you get 2 minutes of good sex. - Don't worry.

You can add it up. - Hey, I'm not afraid. Look!

You got enough for a few years anyway, even without adding it up.

Emergency call for ambulance 1-2, Mülheim housing complex...

Hey...

You were sobbing all night again.

What d'you keep dreaming about, sweetie?

I was in the black hotel.

OFF BEAT

Dear God,

please let me keep these tits.

What the hell you doing? - Fuck off! - You too!

Damn, I'm on the other side of the Rhine, and you too! - As you see.

Crash, I'm so in love with you.

Hey, having a big night? - Same as you guys. - Get lost, Richie.

We got an emergency call.

My kingdom come!

The minute I see those guys... that fucking Balkan mob.

It's there.

Bring extra gloves.

Slow down, willya?

Filthy joint.

Look at this shit! Jesus!

Paramedics!

Knock again.

Paramedics! Get that dog outta there!

Get the dog away first!

Oh boy, good fun.

That dog's a pain.

Good evening. - Good evening.

Can you handle it?

We're paramedics.

What happened?

He hit me.

My own husband hits me.

She's crazy, Doctor. Give her a shot.

I'm not a doctor. - Why d'you do it?

Why do you hit me?

He's my brother. Don't you see she's nuts? Give her a shot!

Leave that up to us.

Would you come with us, please?

Listen, we're taking you to the hospital for a check-up. Okay?

May I see? - She ran into the door, she's drunk...

We could be friends...

Please, go.

Leave our house in peace.

Where are you insured, Mrs. Treptov? - Cologne Welfare Office.

We got married just 12 days ago.

You were drinking, too. - Some champagne with my sister-in-law.

Does that give my husband the right to hit me?

I don't understand. Why did he hit me?

Why? Why? I don't understand.

Nobody can tell you exactly why.

The tumor may be a result of the impact.

I'll have to make a small incision.

So, Mrs. Treptov. There we go.

I'll handle it.

Mind the step.

At least you guys got screwed, too.

Hi.

Hi, Crash.

It's my nickname. - What're you doing on the wrong side?

Surgery 1 with a C2. She claims that her husband hit her.

Hey, sweetheart. They all seem nice at first.

Tommy, you're a real pain.

Sorry, no way. - Hey, come on.

Just wait a second.

So that's what it's like when you take your girl out dancing.

Angel,

you're so sweet and so right,

but I'm afraid I need some stuff.

Our pregnancy gym class is in a few hours.

If you shoot up now, you won't come.

And you won't know what to do...

in case of an emergency... What?

Then I can do it alone, but I don't want to this time.

For me. - For you.

Who cares if you're a bit shaky. The other dads are, too. Come on.

I've danced enough.

Angel,

just one minute.

The clock's running.

Have fun. - Okay, Mrs. Treptov.

Would you like to have coffee with your colleague?

There's cake, too.

We're celebrating a bit.

Come on.

It's my last day here.

Good morning.

Push her over there. I'll be right with her. - OK.

No, you don't, girl! You're not gonna throw up on my chair again.

I got a job at St. Mary's, working on the ward.

No more of this rabble here.

I'll see you more often, won't I?

Come on.

Don't you ever wonder what made these people end up in such a mess?

It's drink.

She's here every week.

Coming?

We gotta go. There's a war going on out there.

Why don't you ever call back?

Ready?

Calm down, sweetie.

Let's go back to our side first.

Ciggie.

Come along...

Come on.

Hey Fido...

Do you understand those guys?

Which ones? The drunks or the thugs?

How can somebody

beat his wife up after just getting married? - Oh, don't start that!

I'll never understand how you can listen

to the crap they tell you back there.

There's nothing wrong with them.

None of 'em are really sick.

Look at that asshole.

I'd really like to know what's so difficult about that.

I'm hungry again.

Could you go for a coffee already? - Black and sweet.

Like my soul.

Say,

what's wrong with your colleague?

He always looks so sad. I think

he needs a bread roll for his hot-dog.

You know what...

that guy is totally screwed up and as soft

as a fairy's tit.

What does Babapapa do?

And what color is Babamama? - Blue...

You should feel that, kid.

1-83-2. Florian Cologne. On 1-83-2!

Come in 1-2.

Location?

Damn it, Fido.

We're ready for action... Eduardus.

Then give me your code.

Okay, drive to Liebold, 107 Moltke Street, Internal 1.

Roger.

Morning.

I'm sorry to bother you so early.

That's our job. - Wonderful. - Where?

Come on in.

Come in.

Every evening he drinks a bottle of wine.

I think he drank more last night. Sometimes he sits on the chair

and snores. And then I wake him up.

But I let him lie there today,

because he threw up yesterday.

Has this often happened? - No.

Mrs. Liebold, your husband is dead. - What?

I'm sorry.

Klaus...

If only I'd called you sooner, but I didn't want to bother you.

That's our job. - I'll stop crying now...

You see this every day, don't you? - Can I use your phone?

Yes, of course. Over there. Would you like some tea?

What about you? - If you have peppermint tea,

I'd love a cup. - Yes, of course.

My name is Neumann. I'm the doctor. - Like some tea? - No, thanks.

Could you help me?

Peppermint?

Yes, you can have my cup.

ECG.

Had a long night?

Like every night.

I'm half French.

My husband says it shows. - Mrs. Liebold.

We have to call the police.

The police?

Am I guilty? Sure, I'm guilty.

I'll be hunted down.

I won't be allowed to leave town.

It's the normal procedure.

I can't determine the cause of death here.

I'll take our stuff down.

Turn around and hold on tight.

My poor boy.

Sometimes I feel like I'm getting old.

You're still growing.

My God!

Not another one... Just a second, I'll be right down.

Florian Cologne, ambulance 1-2, ready for action.

The old lady did him in herself.

What does your wife think about Dr. Death?

I never saw anybody cry so bad.

She must notice.

Don't call her Dr. Death. - But she brings death.

Remember Easter? Six were dead by 11:30.

She may bring death, but she can lick like Lassie.

Pull over.

Hey man, you're gonna be late for work.

Get lost...

Wake up, man!

Wake up, man! You can't sleep here!

I was having the best dream.

Wake up. Fuck those dreams.

As if you understood the difference.

Come on, I'll help you get up. You can lean on me.

Down that alley there's a bench where you can sleep till Christmas.

Say, did you know that the old Brahmans

scrubbed their skin bloody with sacred stones

for the sole purpose of opening their eyes?

It's yours, isn't it?

What's different in dreams? - What's different?

I'm the top dog, and the world is my shithouse,

you fucking Nazi.

But in six weeks he'll be dead.

It keeps growing every day.

I can't operate on him sooner.

Then he'll die before my eyes, you beast!

Okay.

Careful you don't grow a halo, you won't get any sleep at all.

1-83-1 to Florian.

Drive to 34 Jacob Street. A helpless person is in the street.

Roger.

It's your day today, huh? - Florian Cologne 1-2.

Come in, Florian.

We just went past it.

1-83-1, you overheard.

Cancel it. - Roger. Thanks, guys.

Don't we love each other!

You're invited to dinner on Friday. My wife's doing the cooking, you know.

And Luisa told me to tell you...

Hey,

did you break a few ribs today?

You're totally sick, you poor sod!

Mr. Liebold!

But you're dead. - You bet.

I've been dead for years.

Are you doing okay? - I feel fabulous.

Nothing much has changed.

For example, I just moved to Ehrenfeld.

To Ehrenfeld. Why Ehrenfeld?

Welcome to Shitsville.

Come back to bed, Tommy.

Stop that shit.

What are you doing in my garden?

I... uh...

I don't know.

Can I have something to drink?

Come on, try to be nice!

It works wonders.

Nice one.

Nice.

I'm gonna take a shower...

and then we gotta go.

Don't touch anything.

By no means.

...they have only one thought: don't stop.

They arrive at the final precipice, the last chance to stop.

But no,

they jump off the cliff.

Who can explain the lemmings' death march?

We can only assume that their instinct

leads them in a direction where in prehistoric times

there might have been fertile land...

That was quick.

I told you not to touch anything. - Yeah, calm down, buddy.

It has no effect on me. I'm like Jimi Hendrix.

November... I'm sorry.

Don't do this to me. Let's go to the hospital. - Not this time.

Just once more, sweetheart.

Sweetheart.

Where? - Here.

Here? - Try it once more.

Hurry up, okay?

You asshole!

Why don't you fuck me instead of taking this shit!

Without you.

And what about this?

Don't you even care?

I need to know, Tommy.

If I care?

Everything could be so good, Tommy.

Tommy! Stop it! Tommy!

Morning, men!

OK, sports at 4 for those who want to.

Who's going to check the breathing masks?

Lamerich, okay. Mirus and Tauss will check

the oxygen tanks. Right? - Right.

Okay.

Partenheimer, hands outta your pockets.

Let's do roll call. Hauser...

Emergency call for ambulance 1-2, Internal 2, Müller Street...

Okay, Hauser?

Kerber? Meier?

Sodann?

Wippe?

Kerner?

Wiedenhöft? - Give 'em hell!

Wiedenhöft! - Present.

Move over.

Move over!

Hello? Paramedics.

How long has he been like this?

He was talking beforehand...

Could you move aside, please?

11, 12, 13, 14, 15...

Okay.

Careful.

Put in the tube.

14, 15...

Could you keep squeezing this twice? Squeeze hard.

A bit faster than on TV. - Squeeze now.

Squeeze it.

Twice.

15, squeeze it... - Prepare an IV.

Didn't you see him? - Try it.

Now.

Shit, no way!

Try a vessel he hasn't used.

11, 12, 13, 14... now.

I swear. - Come on, try it!

Now.

It doesn't work! - Come on, try! - There's no way!

Draw up Supra for the tube, then Narcanti IM. - 3/10?

Shut up!

Do it again! Twice, please.

You're doing very well.

We've tried for 10 minutes. Can't find a vein.

We injected Supra, and Narcanti IM.

Let's try his neck.

May I? - No, I'll do it.

Prepare Supra for me. Pure.

Could you get away from the light?

How old is your boyfriend? - 23... almost.

I'd like to stop.

The junkie's dead?

Don't think so.

No!

No...

Yes, we have a deceased person in Müller Street.

I'm sorry.

How many months pregnant are you?

I'm almost ready.

What's your name? - November.

That's a beautiful name.

I'd like to take you with me. Are you listening?

We'll take you with us! - No!

See you later.

You drive. - Sure, "you drive." I'll drive.

Make up your mind!

Put on music, Doctor? - Only if there's a traffic jam.

Do you feel sorry for me?

So do I for you.

All day, just misery and blood and vomit.

And you always get there too late.

I believe in what Rikki-tikki-tavi the Mongoose said

when he risked his life to kill the snake:

A good deed is usually rewarded.

Mongooses, lemmings!

Want to touch it?

That's just the shoes.

So,

here we are.

Could you hold this for a moment?

I'll let them know inside.

Sweetie, get out slowly and gently open the door.

Sure thing.

Have you ever met someone and felt that they're the person

you've been missing your whole life?

As if it was all just a dream, and then you wake up.

No.

I'll see you.

Yes, every night.

We forgot the bill. - I know.

What's wrong today? Does your sect have a holiday?

I'm allowed to drive and to talk. You aren't crying.

You aren't talking either.

Okay.

Is everything okay? - I never felt better.

You're hot for the old lady.

Touch this.

Touch it... Let go.

A miracle... it's that simple.

If she exists, then I exist, too. Got it?

Pull over.

Ambulance 1-2 to Florian.

Apoplexy.

Can I go now?

Yes. - Okay. - All the best.

Say, can you give this to that paramedic?

Sure. - His name is Crash.

That's not a real name.

It's his nickname, I guess... Bye.

Bye.

Hello. - This way, please.

Hi. - Hi. Paramedics.

How do you feel?

Give me your hands and squeeze real hard.

Can you tell me your name?

Could you carry this, please? Could you step over there?

On two.

You can't bring a dog in here.

I'm looking for somebody.

Her name is November.

That's not a real name.

There's nobody on the ward with that name. Sorry.

Are you related?

Is he for me?

Yeah.

Take care of yourself, okay?

Nothing'll happen to me.

Nothing ever happens to me.

Well?

Move it!

Ambulance 1-2 to Florian.

We can't get him to wake up.

Wake up!

That's impossible.

Nobody can handle that.

Now we gotta carry this fat pig. Can you guys help us?

Okay.

Count to two!

Can you help us, too? One, two...

Wake up, will you!

Good evening. - Hi. Internal medicine, please.

The pastor doesn't do anything wrong, he does everything right.

You're even more screwed up than I am.

Sweet dreams.

Asshole.

Did you test for diabetes? - Negative. We checked everything.

He's drunk as a pig.

Hey there!

Just a second.

Hey! - I'm coming.

Can I come in? - Sure.

I'm looking for someone.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

I think his name is Crash. - Yeah.

The biggest mongol in the place.

I can't help you.

Please.

I couldn't sleep.

Between 12 and 14, I spent ages hiding in the car or the basement.

Because I wanted someone to find me.

And then?

Then I met Tommy.

Hi.

Shit, somebody else used to live here.

That's possible.

Wanna come in?

And then?

Then we made Lina.

When Tommy was lying there and I knew he'd die,

everything was so clear.

Every single detail was so absolutely clear.

I let him get away with everything.

That's why he's dead now.

And I feel so alive.

If you have a problem sometime, I'll cry for you, too.

I promise.

I'm always lucky.

I can't do this.

I have to go home.

I'll take you home.

Hurry.

Will you be there when the baby comes?

Okay.

It won't work this way.

The other way round, then. Come on.

Should I stop? - Yes.

But stay inside me.

Go slowly.

She likes me.

My first threesome.

It's so nice.

This is

the last time I'm making dinner for one of your paramedics.

Luisa, time to eat!

I'm sorry.

You can normally rely on Crash. - Crash! My God! I pray every night

that this nightmare will end.

Luisa, come here, please! - I'm coming.

Why do you call him Crash, anyway?

Because he's like an accident.

Last week we had a woman with convulsions...

Not at the table, please. All that filth.

My God! Why are you always

so finicky? It's not all just tennis and golf! Can't we act normal?

Daddy, can I play with Crash?

First we're gonna eat, and then Daddy will play doctor with you, okay?

No, I don't want to.

Show me.

Normal... - Let me hear your heart.

You're fine. Now come on.

Did you wash your hands?

Are you asking her or me? - Both of you.

I have to go to my pregnancy gym class.

Can I come?

Yeah, you cops!

You understood me right. - You're kidding.

...terrible sexual thoughts...

The pastor is turning himself in. - I don't want to.

Why don't you shoot me between the eyes? - Maybe we will...

What'd you bring him here for? - What's going on?

We told you we didn't want any drunks!

What's going on? - We had to shut down the "cell."

And now they're all coming here. - Why?

They wanna be admitted.

Why did you have to close the cell? - Why? 'cause that fat bum

you brought in here yesterday had diabetes.

He died a few hours ago. The doctor was so upset...

We'll do it again in sitting position, so the men

can hold their wives. Lean against your husband.

Put your hands on your wife's abdomen.

She should pull herself together.

And now

breathe into your abdomen...

and exhale.

When you bend forward, you'll be able to reduce the labor pains.

Relax.

It's not our fault. You take it all so personally.

You gotta look after yourself.

It's always the same old story.

Look at Jesus.

He took care of everything and turned his cheek for everybody.

And what good did it do him?

In the end, he died all alone.

You got any of that stuff you always sniff? I need some quick answers.

Even better...

Ketamines are the way of the future.

This is full of answers.

That feels so good.

It's crazy...

It's crazy out there,

where half the cars are going the other way.

You're already here. - Hi, friend!

Sorry I couldn't make it. - No problem. None at all.

Or that you didn't call. Who cares? Who gives a shit?

I said I was sorry, okay?

I couldn't make it, that's it. - Why not? You can always make it.

But not then. I got a life, too, y'know.

Love...

the anti-depressant.

I'll check the van.

LF 4-6 to Florian.

I'm listening. - A big accident on the A3 freeway.

Tanker truck on fire.

The Dormagen rescue squad is there. Take the east exit.

Roger.

Ambulance 1-3 to Florian.

Come in.

You read me? Your location?

Ready for action, Vinzenz.

Jackpot. That's ours. - We stay in town.

Ambulance 1-2 to Florian. Your location?

Still at Dreifaltigkeit, not finished. - Are you crazy? Give me the phone!

Roger, 1-83-3, you take over.

Roger.

Now we'll be driving around here all day.

Now we'll have to clean up all the garbage alone.

Sorry, but I'm not up for any disasters today.

1-2 to Florian?

May I?

1-2, I read you.

Drive to bingo hall. P about to jump.

Roger.

Nice one!

Where?

She hasn't jumped yet?

Then she won't jump. She hasn't jumped yet.

Wait.

Fuck off.

It's about 8 o'clock. You got all day to jump.

One move and I'm gone.

Get lost, please.

I'm gonna do it anyway.

When I was 7, my parents died in an accident.

I was with them in the car.

I'm so sorry.

That's okay.

I had a tumor on my face.

Wanna see the scar?

Yeah, I see it.

In the end there were dozens of them. Nobody knew what it was.

After that, my grandma brought me up.

She did her best,

but I reminded her too much of my mother.

I caused her lots of trouble.

But she taught me two important things.

What was that?

Grandma, don't be sad.

I love you too. - Life is not only

about love, my dear.

Forget what I told you about Rikki-tikki-tavi the mongoose

and about God. God is a...

sadistic bastard, my dear.

And he eavesdrops on us the whole time.

And when we tell someone we love them, he takes them away from us.

Because he's bored to death up there.

If you can't stand it anymore,

there are only two things that you can do:

inhale and exhale.

Come on, bunnykins.

Do it like Grandma.

That's what your grandma taught you...

Oh man, I can almost call myself lucky.

Is that Partenheimer up there? That's a great choice.

I'll be over in a second.

Listen, you're really nice.

I like you.

Maybe I like you more than I've ever liked anybody else, but...

it doesn't mean shit to me!

It doesn't mean a thing to me!

Please, I need some time, or else I can't tell it properly.

Throw me the cigarettes, please.

Go ahead!

Okay...

Fuck off!

After that I always had...

these... these recurring dreams.

I saw a woman, but I couldn't recognize her,

and I didn't know who she was.

She stretched out her arms towards me.

But a few days ago I met her.

You're making that up. - No!

She looked just like the woman in my dream, the same hair...

Isn't it incredible that my grandma was right?

Get up.

Close your eyes.

Can you hear the seconds racing past?

I always hear them.

Everything will be okay.

Just breathe.

Thank you.

That was great.

Here! You can have the rest.

What's up? Let go.

Mc Donald's? Glocken Road?

We're on Mühlheim Street and stuck in traffic.

Then use special privileges.

Roger.

1-83-2 to Florian.

I read you.

Drive to 12 Kyffhäuser Street,

Adelmanns, delivery room 1.

Negative, guys. We've had it.

Let me out, Fido.

Don't call me that anymore. - Paul...

Sweetie...

1-83-2, give me your code.

Morning.

I'm painting.

And I didn't dream last night.

Where'd you get this scar? - I fell.

I see.

This is perfect here.

You're crazy, November. - I'm crazy? Okay.

You shouldn't have given it to me. - Just look at yourself.

But she'll love it.

Are you sleeping? - I think so.

I was so scared.

I wanted to sleep.

Fido? Are you there?

Pick me up.

Come to my place!

Daddy will take care of you.

Calm down, little girl.

Just wait inside.

Pull over! It's coming! - What? - Pull over! It's coming!

Just relax.

We're almost there.

Just wait a minute. And keep breathing.

Take it easy, kid.

Fido's gonna help you.

Go away. Go.

I'll be right back.

1-2... Milli Highway.

We had an accident.

A delivery and a brain trauma.

Easy now.

Accident on Milli Highway. 1-1 take over. Turntable ladder...

Keep breathing. We can do it.

Breathe slowly and push.

Yes, that's great.

You're doing great.

Come on, that's good.

Paul?

Shit!

Clear!

Come on, sweetie.

Clear!

Subtitles John R. Middleton

Film und Video Untertitelung Gerhard Lehmann AG