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-Hello? We ask again. -Sorry.

-Rasaq Moussa, can we see her? -No, you are not family.

We just want to see her.

I can't tell you anything.

-How is she? -Stop yelling! This ain't the gutter.

-What did you say? -You're yelling!

Our friend is in the hospital and this dick doesn't say anything.

-He says we're from the gutter. -Yes!

We're in the hospital. Turn off the camera!

Where have you been?

-It doesn't matter. How's Rasaq? -He isn't saying a thing!

We've been waiting for an hour, but he doesn't say anything!

-Hello, we want to see Rasaq Moussa. -No way!

-Why don't you say anything?! -Really? Please go!

-What? -Please just go!

-What? Do you want to hit me? -Look!

-Get out or I'll call the police. -We stay!

-I'm calling the cops! -Are you threatening us?

Enough!

Please stand!

The following sentence is passed.

The accused, Ms. Hajra Hamdan, is acquitted

on the charges of theft and threatening behavior.

On the charges of assault, driving without a license, domestic violence,

the accused is sentenced to youth custody for one year.

The youth custody is suspended.

The period of probation is two years.

The accused is ordered to complete 100 hours of community service.

Please be seated.

WHO'S DOING PARA

Morning.

"Sorry for everything. Call me. Matthias."

Asshole!

Thanks.

-Hi. -Hi.

A C in math?

-Last year it was a B. -The tasks became more difficult.

That's an excuse! I know you!

Going once, twice, three times. How much is it worth?

10,000 D-Mark.

-Okay and that one? -Three.

-And this... sells itself. -You really want to give it away?

These are gifts.

Only you're a gift!

Here you go!

-Hey! -We're out of water!

-Then you get some Coke. -No Coke! You get water!

-Are you sure you cooked this? -You'll taste it.

Okay. Lord, thank you for the food.

Thanks for providing us and give to those who have nothing.

-Oh, my God, I got this job. -What job?

The summer job at the hostel.

-Really? -Yes!

That's great!

Slowly, step by step...

Easy, easy. Come on.

-Don't forget your dad's signature. -Yes!

See you next Friday. Same time. Don't forget!

-Hey, Hajra. -Hello, Bettina.

Come in!

100 hours of community service done.

Great. Not everyone can do it!

What about you? 100 cigarettes today?

Not everyone can do it! I thought you wanted to quit.

I started quitting again. How are you doing?

Pretty good.

Be proud of yourself.

I still got that... sign-out thing.

-What's wrong? Come on! -Nothing!

I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't thrown the bottle.

Everything's fucked up since then.

Everything I touch gets broken.

You know what your problem is, Hajra?

You're too hard on yourself. Really.

-We all make mistakes. -Really?

-Did you almost kill a guy? -You know what I mean.

-Nah, I don't. -Yes, you know!

Put an end to this...

or it'll never end.

Welcome, sweetheart.

I love you, Dad. Thank you.

Mom asked if you want to eat in bed.

No, I want to eat with you. I wanted to invite the girls.

Okay, fine.

Dad? Who are all these gifts from?

This bouquet is from your colleagues.

These balloons are from your friends, but most of the gifts are from Hatam.

You still have gambling debts, right?

Congratulations. You don't have any more.

Yes, I'll buy you a Rolex. Yes!

I'm on it, dude! I'm on the right track!

But I called you about something else. Listen.

On the 12th, you have to help me move.

What disc? Help me, or I'll call your mom. Bye.

-Are you moving? -Yes, to Zehlendorf. Sold the store.

-What? Why? -I'm a Bitcoin trader now!

-What's that? -Because you don't know.

You'll keep shopping here. I'll be rich.

That doesn't work. Get a new one! Get a new one quick.

Ras? Are you back already?

Is your dad okay about us coming?

Hold on.

Yes, okay, I'll let you know. Yes. Hadi, bye.

One euro is missing.

-Whatever. You're rich! -I swear, why are you so crummy?

I'm crummy, too. Why am I telling you this?

All right, bye-bye. Take care.

-Hi, I'm Fanta. I'm... -Sorry, English please.

Sorry. I'm Fanta. I'm here for my first shift.

You're Fanta! I'm Andrew. Nice to meet you.

-Hi, too. -I love your hair. Is that a shell?

-Yes. -Gorgeous.

-Thanks. -Someone will show you around.

-Zadie, my baby! -Yeah?

-Could you come here? -No, I'm busy.

-Can't you do anything yourself? -The new one's here.

So get your fucking ass over here, bitch.

-You need to jerk off more. -Fuck you. She's coming.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Fanta, right? -Yep.

I'm Zadie, nice to meet you. Okay, I'll show you around.

That's the front desk. It works like normal.

Hi, bye, you need something? Can I help?

Upstairs is important. I'll show you now!

-Hi. -Hey.

-Everything okay? -Yes.

Andrew, keys.

-Follow me. -Have fun, bitches.

And this is our breakfast room.

People can bring their own breakfast,

but if not, they have to buy tokens at the front desk beforehand.

-Okay? Yes, you don't? -You like breakfast?

In theory, yes. In practice, I get up too late.

-You're missing out. And croissants. -Yeah, breakfast.

That's our chill area.

You can play games. People can borrow books.

That's the centerpiece, the laundry room.

Here you'll find toilet paper, fresh linens, light bulbs, towels.

-Everything that's not fun. -Okay, great.

-Rooms? -Rooms.

Besides the double rooms, we have four of those shared rooms.

This is the only one with a bar.

-Nice. Okay. -Yeah, that's basically it.

Let's go down and do the contract.

-Sure. -Cool. You know the way back?

Maybe...

But if we get lost, do I still get the contract?

Mom, best food ever!

-The best food for my best Rasaq. -Shall I help you?

-Only if you can. -I can.

-What are you doing? -Setting the table.

No, no, you rest!

-Dad! Dad! -Don't argue! Don't argue!

-Salaam. -Salaam.

-Salam alaykum. -Salam alaykum. Are you okay?

Love!

Slowly, slowly, slowly.

We missed you so much!

The food tastes so good!

These dolma are really so nice!

-These wine things are yummy! Okay! -Dolma.

-Say Dolma. -Dolma.

-Yes! -Okay, say, how are you?

Pretty good.

It's healing well. I have hardly any pain. I'll be back on track soon!

We missed you so much! We almost died.

Did it work out with the music video? Did you cut it?

-Yes. We got everything. -Really?

I got an email. It will be released next week.

-Jazz, that's crazy! -You'll be famous! I tell you!

-And I got a new job. -What?

Pro... Promotional hostess.

-What's that? -Something with promo!

-It's always good! -Fanta, what about the hostel?

-It's good. -Yeah? What's good?

-Work. Maybe... -Did you meet anyone?

-Maybe. -Wallah!

-Did you meet anyone? -Wallah! Tell us!

Later!

I thought we could go to the Späti to get warmed up.

-Yes! Oh, man! -This time we'll do 15!

Not only 13! A Sterni in each Späti!

-Yes! -Yeah, you have to!

-Are you down? -Hajra, slow down!

-Yes, Ras don't have to... -Rasaq needs to rest.

-We're taking it easy. -You understand?

Build up resistance against my hands like this! Press, press, press!

Slowly let go and once again!

Press, press, press. How's your arm going?

Raise it a little.

-Yes, does it hurt there? -Yes, it hurts.

How long does it take until I can move everything again?

Well, about six months.

Take your time.

Don't forget to drink a lot!

See you next time.

-See you. You too. -Have a nice day, bye.

-Mr. Neumann, you can come in. -Okay.

You can forget about the air bike, because I love the scooter!

RAS, ARE YOU OUT OF THE HOSPITAL? HOW ARE YOU?

PLEASE DON'T MAKE IT SO HARD AND JUST LEAVE ME ALONE.

-Hello. -Hi.

Can you help me? I'm looking for an Afro-shop. It's in Berlin Zoo.

-Do you speak English? -No.

-No English. -Because you're French. Okay.

Okay, then... Okay, try.

I want to go to an Afro-shop

-in Berlin Zoo. -Slowly...

I got you. How can I help?

I'm looking for an Afro-shop. It's in Berlin Zoo.

-How do I find it? -Okay, no problem.

-So you want to go to Zoo? -Yes.

No, you have to go to the city center.

There's an Afro-shop called Bintas and it's much better.

It's here.

Take the U6, get off at Stadtmitte and then it's right there.

Thanks. If I have any questions, I'll come back.

-Sure, any time. -Will do.

-I'm always here. Au revoir. -Okay, bye, bye.

-Thanks. -Sure!

-Do you speak French? -Oui.

I don't. Obviously.

-What did you tell her? -She wanted an Afro-shop at Zoo.

I told her to go to the city center.

Maybe you can make me a map like that.

-Are you serious? -Yes, well...

I've been in Berlin for four years. My parents are white.

-I know some places, but... -Sure.

I'm a plug, so you get a private tour.

-Okay, I'll get back to you on that. -Okay.

Hold on. Your ring is about to fall out.

Talking of hair, anyways. Hold on.

All right. Voilà!

Merci.

-De rien. -Oh. Trés bien.

Or I'll wear the purple with this Adidas jacket.

It goes well with the color.

Look, Haj!

-Together? Nice, isn't it? -Nice.

Okay.

Or the one I wore earlier?

-You know? -That was also nice.

-Or the black dress? -That was more beautiful.

I didn't wear black! What you doing?

-Nothing. -Are you serious?

Are you on his profile again?

Yusuf and Chaia go all dream couple as if nothing happened.

-She doesn't know we fucked! -Why are you watching this?

I don't know. I can't control it.

-Don't you stalk Keil? -No, I blocked him.

Stop the stalking!

Okay, let's go to the hostel.

-No, I don't want to. -Wear this.

I'm not wearing this!

Then put on your sweats. They make you look less like a bum.

-You look like a bum. -Take off your shirt.

-I don't want to. -Fuck you! Take it off.

-Take off your shirt! -Oh, man!

Arms up!

Get dressed, now!

Hey!

Hey! It's so great here!

-Right? -Are you sure you work here?

-Or are you just partying? -You know, both.

That was Claire. Make some noise!

-Where is she? -Okay, are you ready?

Okay, here comes...

-She's hot! -What?

I don't thinks she's into women.

-I'll check it out. -No!

Let her do it!

-She's not a lesbian. -What did you say?

Nothing. I hit on her.

If a guy had hit on you like that, you'd have dumped him.

-That's confidence! -Could have asked about queer events.

-What? -Queer events.

-I'll do it. -No.

-Haj? Fuck you! -Yes?

Sorry, I have a question.

Do you know any queer events?

Sure, what are you looking for?

Can you recommend something?

Okay. Where do you want to go? Reading or gig, party or performance?

-Party? -Anything in particular?

Inter, flinter, darkroom, ballroom, poly...

Well...

Just think about it and let me know. I'll be here all night.

Okay.

Enjoy your night!

Relax.

Hey! Haj's coming. So, does she know?

-I don't know! -What?

-She knows a lot about those events. -But is she into women?

I don't know. Maybe it's a combination.

A colorful mixture. I didn't understand a thing.

Thank you.

I swear, I didn't know a single word.

Fanta, Fanta, let's party!

Yes!

Habibi, what are you doing here?

I didn't feel like partying. I'd rather cuddle you.

Come on in. Sure, you can sleep here.

You walk like a grandma!

Okay, make room!

You smell again!

And you smell like a flower!

Did it hurt?

Hey...

Sorry about the dinner.

I was so excited to see you. I didn't think about it.

No, I'm sorry.

I don't know, but dad is overprotective right now.

He's right.

You can just walk and I talk about Späti.

So, how are you?

I'm okay.

I just didn't think it would take so long.

I just want everything to be the way it used to be.

Everything except Hatam.

I had a calendar on my bedside table in the hospital with some sayings.

-That's the worst! -They were slimy sayings.

-Yeah, the worst! -Do you know what was on it?

-What? -It said...

"You just have to end some things in life."

-It's true. -Yes, it's true. Wallah.

-It's true. -I missed you so much.

I missed you too.

The others don't know what they're missing.

Cuddling is much better than sex.

Sorry. Sorry.

Fanta!

Fanta! Breakfast's ready!

Yes, I'm coming!

I just got to get some chairs, cabinets, mirrors

-and then I'll open up my barbershop. -Morning.

-Good news. -What?

I went to the garage yesterday. The location is perfect.

It's bigger. I can set up a nice spot.

And Pastor Joseph raised 2,500 euros for me.

Cool!

-He doesn't even do that for church. -Come, sit, eat.

It's all right. I'm not hungry.

-Banana pancakes! -I know, but I don't feel like it.

-Are you in love? -Nah.

My baby is in love!

-No. -Okay, what's his name?

-Who? -He?

-There's no one! -No one at the hostel?

No, nothing but work!

When I worked in the hotel, the hotel was international.

You better close your ears. No, no, no.

-Okay, who's my son-in-law? -There is no one!

-What does he look like? -Stop!

I'll stop when you sit down and eat.

Okay.

Hey, do you want a flyer? It's awesome.

Do you want a flyer? Nice flowers.

Hey, do you want a flyer?

TONIGHT LABEL PARTY AT 8! INVITATION BY MAIL!

Then I saw Andrew making out with some dude.

My bladder was so full. I left right away.

-In the lady's room? -Yes!

I drank so much.

What's going on?

-Have they already sold up? -Yeah, I told you.

-Hello! -Hey.

-Yo, Jazz, what's up? -I'm invited to a label party.

-You kidding? -Want Mate?

-Are you guys coming? -Of course!

Free booze? Free drinks?

-For sure. -Then yes.

We'll meet earlier.

Okay, bye.

I think Ali is at the checkout.

-Which Ali? -The guy I hit!

-As if! -Check it out!

-Yeah, that's him! -Damn, let's go.

Relax. He went out. Give me the stuff. I'll do it.

-Hi. -Hey.

-There you go. -3.60, please.

-New opening? -Yes.

Nice. Is this your place?

You could say so.

-I thought it belonged to that guy. -No, that's my dad.

We had another Späti until recently.

He closed it. Now he works here and annoys me.

-He annoys you? -He's a pain in the ass.

-You can have the gum. -Thanks.

There are 50,000 Spätis. Let's go somewhere else.

-I told her. -It's not about that.

You're fucking your head up!

You're always creating problems. It's the same with Yusuf.

I told her, too.

Sorry, sorry.

Okay, we'll go to another Späti and you come to the party.

-Yes! -You go. I'm not in the mood.

-We'll get in the mood. -Just go alone.

-Okay, we'll stay here. -Yes.

-We'll stay here! -No, Jazz. It's important for you.

I'm not in the mood. Really.

Jazz, Fanta did your hair. Go!

-Are you sure? -Yes.

-Really? -Yes, I'm sure!

-You done? -Yes, I'm done.

A Hawaiian pizza's in the fridge.

-For a bottle of vodka? -Don't make a fuss!

-We've been here before. -Last week.

We just opened today.

-We came here in the morning. -Are you serious?

-Do we look like we're 14? -That's not the point.

-Get a Coke. -Get a coke yourself!

Don't be so dramatic about a bottle of vodka.

-I can't sell you alcohol! -Shall I call my dad?

-We're 18! -That's a crime!

What a crime?

-Look. -Guys, I'm sorry...

I can't. I don't want to ruin your evening...

-It's nothing personal. -Just one bottle! It is personal!

Okay, so three Cokes. We want to pay!

4.50 euros, please!

-Here. -Thank you.

-50 cents back. Have a great night! -Thanks.

Hey, aren't you Sammy's sister?

-Yes. -What's up?

-What are you drinking? Coke? -Yes, so what?

-Don't you see? -Why are there shots in your bag?

What shots? I don't have any!

-You don't? Have a second look. -No, I don't.

What's your problem?

-Show your hand. -I don't have to.

-You don't? -No!

Do you want me to call your brother?

-Hey. Say hi to Sammy. -Yeah.

-Awesome! -Don't get too distracted.

That's a standard trick!

I get it. I'm such an amateur! We just opened today.

You were here this morning, right? With your friend.

-Mm. -I remember. What do you want?

That's it?

-Yes. -Leave it. It's on me!

Okay, cool.

Hey, what's your name?

-Hajra. -I'm Can. Nice to meet you.

I'll see you around, okay?

-Are you sure about the lips? -Yeah, go like this.

-Awesome. -Too red?

-No! -My shoes are already killing me!

You look awesome. You can do it!

Crazy. Check it out. Nice.

-Okay, let's hit the bar first. -Sure.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Four mint shots! -Sure!

-Is the bastard around? -What bastard?

Keil.

I don't want to see him.

-It's your night! Fuck him! -Here.

-The invitation said it's free? -Yes.

Okay.

Çüş, dude!

-Is Savas here? Okay, nice. -Yes, in the VIP area.

-Hi. -Hello, ladies.

Can I see your invitation?

Yes, that looks good... and the QR codes?

I don't have a QR code.

-On the list? -Yes!

-Jessica Staub. -Plus one.

Search for Jazz. J-A-Z-Z.

Sorry, you're not on it! No QR code, no entry!

-I was in Savas's music video. -Move over.

Mario invited me.

Tell Savas and Mario

-Jazz is here. -Jazz? Look.

You can stay here. But no QR code, no VIP.

-Move over, please. -Once again!

I was in the music video. Just get them.

-Then everything is okay. -Come here!

-Why are you so disrespectful? -I heard you! Have a good night!

Okay. Do your ego thing!

You'll regret it next week! You're jobless then!

I'm QR-less? You're jobless!

Your QR code?

-Asshole! Jazz, are we going? No... -Yes!

-Hey, Can. -Hey.

We need to talk. It's important.

I also wanted to talk to you.

-Really? -Yes.

-But you go first. -No, you!

-You first, then me. -No, just go first!

Okay, I don't know how to say it, but I thought about yesterday

and it was great how you handled the situation. It was just so real!

And... it might sound weird, but... are you looking for a job?

I could really use your help here.

-Think about it and let me know! -Yes.

Cool.

What did you want to say?

-I was going to ask you this. Yes. -Really?

-Okay, crazy. So, yes? -Yes.

-Yes! -Cool.

When can you start?

You put two euros in and then press plus.

That's the subtotal. You then put in the amount you get.

Let's say ten euros. Press return

and you get the amount you give the customer.

The amount I get. Then subtotal.

-Then total. -Wow.

Juices and 1.5 liter bottles are down there or up,

since people buy them in the supermarket.

-Späti psychology. -Tamam.

Give me a hand.

If you accept fifties, check them with this UV scanner.

-Look, do you see those stripes? -Çüş, a pattern.

If it's fake, it's neon.

If you want to check again, look. There's this black stripe.

Every store does inventory. We don't!

We're a family business. We don't steal from each other.

That's why we check twice a week what's missing.

You got this list and just order from these guys here.

-I just call them? -Exactly.

Okay, what's that?

This is Schöller's new number.

Mario? It's Jazz.

-Hi, Jazz. -Weren't you at the party?

-Yes, I was in the back area. -Okay.

I wanted to go in, but that retard at the door talked about a QR code.

I showed him the email, but the attachment was missing.

That's right. Not everyone gets the QR code.

Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't have received an invitation.

Why wouldn't I have received an invitation?

The video will be release next week and you are no longer in it.

What do you mean?

We couldn't finish the shoot because of the accident.

It just wasn't enough. I expected more from you!

But you have to admit that you're not a professional dancer.

If you want to continue, you should think about training.

Fuck you!

-Hello. You're new! Is Can not here? -Yo.

-No, he's meditating. -One of the yellow ones.

And some leaves, please.

-The long ones? -Yes. Gums?

-Center shocks? Two for free! -Yes. Thanks, better than Can!

-It's no fake! -How much is this?

-What? -Do you speak Spanish?

-I don't understand you. -Do you speak English?

-A little bit. -How much is this?

Ah, cuanto...

It's... five and a half...

Glutamate-free, additive-free, and vegan.

Mm-hm. Okay.

-Smurfs. -They get stuck in your teeth.

Here, a pretzel.

-Gluten-free? -Puffed rice! I loved it as a kid.

-Food coloring. -Well...

Only two, but there are three colors.

-Pickles and a beer. -Great mixture.

-Have you tried pickle with chili? -No.

No, but Nutella bread with five cucumbers.

-Shall I open it? -Go on.

We have coconut extract and a shampoo, Mystic Moments.

It smells stronger.

-I have... -Is it itching?

-Yes. Yes. -Dandruff? My secret tip...

I always use men's shampoo. They don't have the conditioner.

-Teşekkürler. -You're welcome, sister.

HEY, HABBIBIS! WHAT'S UP?

I'M STUDYING. WHAT'S UP?

WE HAVE TO SEE US LATER. GOT SOME CRAZY GOOD NEWS!

GREAT AND I GOT SOME CRAZY BAD NEWS!

WTF! I DON'T HAVE ANY NEWS! BUT I'M DONE. RAS, WHAT ABOUT YOU?

WHAT'S GOING ON? SHOULD I BE HAPPY OR SAD?

Hey, you son of bitches!

Fancy a beer? I work at Can's now!

AT CAN'S? ALIS SON CAN?

WHAT?

Mom, Dad, I'd like to go out for a while.

Where to? With whom?

Hajra's working at the Späti. The girls are waiting there.

-Don't you need to rest? -Come on. Let her go.

-She'll take care of herself. -Thanks, Mom.

-So, I'll see you tomorrow... -Wait...

-Why are you working here? -I don't get it either.

Look, I came here to ask him if I could talk to his father.

Then he asked me if I wanted to work here.

Then he showed me everything!

He showed me the whole store, cash register, everything.

-The pineapple... Right away. -He leaves you alone the first night?

Yeah, I don't know. Just don't ask. Don't ask!

He said he's got something important to do...

and he asked if I could take the shift. Wallah.

-Don't laugh! -Okay, here it comes!

He kind of said...

He feels like he can trust my energy.

Weird!

-He gives me the keys and he's gone! -So you got a real job?

-Yes. No more picking up trash. -A real one?

-Is everything on you? -No, I have to write everything down.

-Everything! -As if he notices a beer missing!

-Fanta, don't you dare to steal! -Yeah, okay!

-Okay, cheers to your job! -To your job!

-Habibi. -Shukran Habibi.

-Çüş, it's so hot. -Give it to me!

Jazz, what did you mean by bad news?

They cut me out of the music video.

-What? -What? Why?

They said I'm not professional enough.

-What? -Did they see your choreography?

-You looked so badass! -That was a crazy one!

-It doesn't matter! -That's bullshit!

I want to know everything about Zadie.

Yes. Look...

Stop it. She's cool.

I feel her vibe.

I hope she feels mine as well.

Don't ask so many questions!

-I'm never telling you anything! -Guys.

I feel like partying!

-Jazz, I can't. Dad will kill me. -Hey.

I can't. I have to be here. My shift ends at two.

Then let's party in here!

-Hey. -Okay.

Shots, shots, shots!

Hey, guys, guys, guys.

Quiet. Keep it down for a second!

-What? -Oh, the cops.

Çüş.

-Let's just keep partying! -Be quiet!

It was a bit loud, wasn't it?

Yeah, I get it. We'll turn it down right away.

Okay, all right. Thanks.

-Okay, it goes on... -What's going on?

-Party's over! -You serious?

Everybody out!

Okay, come on. Everybody out!

-You have to get out. -Be quiet. Just leave!

Yo, come on. Let's get to another Späti.

It's so loud...

-Thank you. -Bye.

-Bye. -Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Wow.

Haj, is there no AC?

-No. -What Späti doesn't have AC?

Make yourself a fan.

-Fanta, close the freezer. -It's so nice and cool here.

The ice is melting.

Ras, where did you get that?

-Mickey Mouse mag. Fanta gave me it. -Put it back.

Why are you lying? I'm here!

-She's lying! -You can't do that!

That's 2.50 euros. I'll put that right back in.

It's expensive. It costs seven euros.

Hey, guys, it's perfect in here!

-This thing is broken. -No, it's totally cold in here.

-It's really cold. -Let me see.

Hey, it's really cold in here.

That's not possible!

Look, what did I tell you?

Let me see.

-Hey, Jazz! -Make some room!

-Please! -Wait!

There's no wall...

Huh? Let me see...

-I don't see anything! -No wall? Let me see!

Ras, turn on the light!

Are those stairs?

There's a secret passage.

Hey, let's put that stuff away...

And now?

-Let's check it out. -Are you sure?

I don't know, guys.

Come on.

Wait, I'll turn on the light.

-Gross. -It's wet.

-Are you okay? -Okay? Okay.

Guys, that's a shitty idea.

No, let's have a look, an adventure!

-What if someone's there? -Come on, Habibi.

There's nobody here.

It's an old war cellar, connecting all of Berlin.

Some Nazis are hiding here...

Do you know how many were trapped in those war cellars?

Look at the walls. That's so creepy.

-Çüş. -That's sick.

It's huge!

I swear.

-That's sick shit. -Guys, there's a car!

-A pink car. -What is this car doing here?

They built the house on it during the war.

With a pink car?

Guys, check out the cages.

-It's like a fetish club. -Or an S&M dungeon.

Guys!

What a crazy techno cave!

-Do you think so? -Yes, check it out!

That's the idea.

What?

I swear. That's the idea!

-Let's have parties down here! -Yes!

-The cops won't find out. -That's a great idea!

That won't work.

I just started working here.

If Can finds out...

Do you believe in fate? We were upstairs.

We fall through a fucking fridge!

Such a location... Look here!

I can see the DJ booth here.

I can hear the beat. Do you know these dancers?

Behind this thing, hanging and dancing?

Behind the cage! Here's the bar!

Haj, do you hear it?

Do you hear the beat? I can hear it!

It's risky. It's illegal and I'm still on probation.

Yeah, but seriously, Haj. They are right.

Hey, we could do other shit here.

Without any dirty business, without drugs,

without provoking the cops.

We'd invite people and they'd have a great time.

They'd live their lives. We'd make money without feeling guilty.

Can won't find out!

I swear. We'll clean it all up.

-You know how much money we'd make? -I swear.

You know, having fun. You could have fun!

No, we can't do this!

Haj, that's what Ras says.

What's wrong with you?

No. I don't know.

Hey, Habibi, do you want it, too?

So, who is doing Para?

Who is doing Para?

We're doing Para!

-Who's doing Para? -We're doing Para!

-Who? -We're doing Para!

We're doing...

-Fuck. -Çüş!

Fuck.

-Let's go. -Yeah, okay.

-Hello? -No, Haj, not that way!

Haj...

What is this?

Translation: Julia Kunst Iyuno