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Can. Can!

I didn't do it. I check every bill. I don't know how it happened.

-You didn't do it? Then Rasaq. -No!

She was at the register.

She's the last person who'd do that.

-Where'd she get the money? -Who else could it be?

I don't know anything!

You're talking about trust all the time. Now trust me!

-You want me to trust you? -Yes!

Hajra, you've fucked me before. Do you remember that?

Do you remember?

How can I trust you now?

Tell me.

What?

Nothing, right?

Just get the fuck out of my store!

-No, man... -I don't want to see you here!

-Okay? Just go! -Don't do this!

-Please, just go! -No...

Hajra. Get lost!

Damn it, just go! Go!

I don't get it...

-Only we were at the register. -Yes.

Ras?

Ras? Are you sure you didn't see anything?

Did you leave the register alone at some point?

-Ras, what's wrong? -Huh?

I'm sorry.

I'm really so sorry.

What are you sorry for?

-I didn't know what to do... -No, Ras...

-No, stop it! -What didn't you know?

I didn't know what to do.

What?

-What didn't you want to do? -I...

I couldn't do anything...

-What? You didn't know what to do? -What happened?

Kalle blackmailed me and said I had to do it

and I couldn't do anything.

I swear I didn't want to...

I don't know what it means for you...

-I didn't want to get you in trouble. -Kalle?

He saw me with Hatam and threatened to rat him out to the Russians.

I didn't know what to do.

I was all alone.

Ras, don't talk to us anymore?

I knew you didn't want me to be with Hatam. I couldn't betray Hatam.

I wanted to leave you out of all this shit.

-Haj, please, I didn't mean it. -Don't touch me.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you? Rasaq, who are you?

I defended you. I said, I swear she has nothing to do with this.

You sit here and you listen to me lose everything and you say nothing.

I wanted to...

How long have you been lying to us? How long?

I swear on everything, I was just trying to protect you!

Protect me?

Ras, the only person you protect all the time is Hatam.

Wallah, you only protect Hatam!

-Nothing's more important than him. -That's not true.

He's so important to you that you screw your sister! You screw her!

I wanted to leave you out of this!

I'm so sorry...

-Look, what he did to you, Ras! -I didn't mean to...

You're a devil now, fucking son of a bitch!

Look at you! Who are you?

-Who are you? -I couldn't do anything.

I couldn't...

Calm down!

Who are you?

-Fuck you! -Please don't go, Haj!

Please, Haj, believe me. Please!

Please, Haj. I didn't mean to...

I swear I didn't mean to. I couldn't do anything...

I didn't mean to. I didn't know what to do.

Fuck... Oh, fuck...

-You should eat the apple. -No, thanks, I'm fine.

Jazz?

What?

Your phone's ringing.

-Yes? -Hi, Jessica.

It's Dad. I wanted to get in touch, because I haven't heard from you.

We wanted to meet up...

I wanted to ask when it works for you.

-I told you I'll get in touch. -Sure.

You told me you're busy. Maybe sometimes you forget such things.

I'm not mom.

I'm not as weak as mom either.

I won't let you in my life, so you can fuck off in two weeks!

That's why I wanted...

I won't lie on the floor and cry and depend on people I love!

To get me back up, to bring me back to life! I won't!

I won't do it! I won't let you in my life!

Everywhere you go, you poison my life!

-Why are you calling? You want money? -No...

I can't give you any money. How much do you want, huh?

Tell me how much money you want so you fuck off!

I hate you! I hate you!

I don't want to see you, you hear me?

-I don't want to see you. -I... Jess...

-Are you okay? -It's fine.

Oh, you people, fear your Lord who created you from one being,

who created from him his spouse

and created from both many men and women.

Fear Allah in whose name you ask and respect the blood relationship.

Whoever obeys Allah and His Messenger achieves a great success.

In the name of Allah, All-Merciful, reach out to the groom.

As the father of the bride, say, In the name of Allah, All-Merciful...

In the name of Allah, All-Merciful...

-I marry you to my daughter Rasaq. -I marry you to my daughter Rasaq.

-By the Book of Allah. -By the Book of Allah.

-By the way of His Messenger. -By the way of His Messenger.

-Allah's blessings be upon him. -Allah's blessings be upon him.

-To the mahr agreed among us. -To the mahr agreed among us.

-I accept the marriage... -I accept the marriage...

-with your daughter Rasaq. -with your daughter Rasaq.

-By the Book of Allah. -By the Book of Allah.

-By the way of His Messenger. -By the way of His Messenger.

-Allah's blessings be upon him. -Allah's blessings be upon him.

-To the mahr agreed among us. -To the mahr agreed among us.

Yummy, food.

-Are you hungry? -Mm-hm. Where's Sunday?

He's outside playing.

-What about you? -I already ate.

Nice...

Can we talk for a minute?

I've been thinking about this for a long time

and I've been meaning to tell you.

Is it about moving out?

I like women.

You're a lesbian?

It's okay.

It's okay.

And... is there someone?

No.

-Hey. -Hello.

I'm here for the exam.

"Queerness. We don't choose.

We don't decide. This is who I am. My old life was yesterday.

Now I'm living a new life.

We don't have the luxury of a larva that can

retreat into the liquid darkness of metamorphosis for a few weeks."

My darling...

I missed you!

Take care of her!

Safe travels! Go on, drive!

May Allah be with you!

"...we cross the proven threshold of what we know about it...."

-Stop. -What?

-Please, stop the car. -What's wrong?

-Pull over. -Okay, wait!

-Wait, wait. -Stop!

-Pull over, please! -Okay, okay, okay.

What's wrong?

I need to do something. I'll call you. Go home.

-Ras, what's wrong? -I'll explain it later!

Is that Rasaq?

-Have you heard from Haj? -No.

What is it? Why the car?

I'm not leaving.

What do you mean?

Wow, glad you're there when I answer the call.

You can't make it today?

Try harder. You can't be serious! Opposite day or what?

I'm calling the shots! I'm the boss!

Give me the fucking address. I'll come. It's an exception!

See you soon.

-Okay. Step aside. -Why?

-What are you doing? -I'm kicking the door in.

-It's too loud. -We got this!

Jazz, give me your shoe.

-Give me your shoe. -It ain't fat!

You know how expensive it is?

-Haj, take your shoe! -Take mine!

Hold it.

-It doesn't work. -Together!

-On three. One, two, three! -One, two...

Okay...

-Haj, hold it. -Sh...

Close the door!

Jazz, turn off the music!

Now what?

-There's the key. -Where?

-Under the spider! -Dude, there's a spider!

We have to get it out.

Don't look at me. I'm allergic.

-No! -Yes, I'm allergic.

-Since when? Someone has to do it. -Always.

-I'm not doing it. You do it. -No way!

Someone's got to do it!

I'm just going to take down the house.

What if she jumps on me?

-Just chill. Go really slow. Slowly! -No, go faster!

No, do it slowly. Yes, do it!

Fuck, go away!

-That's a bombardier beetle. -What?

It'll throw the hair through the air. You can get blind from it.

My cousin had this in Australia. She was in hospital for three months.

We have to get that key!

It's too dangerous. You can go blind!

Can't we just push it away?

-We can't touch it. -Then push it!

-Can't we just kill her? -What? That's an animal!

-Are you sick? -I don't want to...

-I don't want to go blind. -It's too dangerous.

Fuck, it's Kalle. Shut up!

-Kalle? -Where did you send me?

Are we meeting on the street?

-On the premises. I'm coming. -Okay, I'll wait.

-Okay, see you soon. -Hurry up!

Fuck...

-Okay... -Ras? What are you doing?

-Ras? We'll all go blind. -Stop it!

Ras, what are you doing?

-Don't touch it. -It's too dangerous!

Stop it!

-Oh my God! -Cover your eyes!

God! Fuck...

-Fuck, fuck! -Cover your eyes!

Yes!

Hey, hey, quick, quick!

Quick...

Yallah, come on!

Go, go, go!

Right on time, 15 minutes late.

I counted 7,181 stones on the fucking facade, man.

Sorry, Kalle, it took longer.

Your parents should have called you Rapid instead of Rasaq.

Now give me the envelope before I get knocked out!

The Intermezzo mix girls' comeback?

Tour endorsement from an insolvent hardware store?

-Get in! -Get in because she's got a crowbar?

Get in!

-No! What do you want from me? -Shut the fuck up and get in the car!

Looks like mine...

-Yallah, come on! -Relax, relax, okay?

Wow, Kalle's angels in the transporter.

Hot enterprise porn. You rape me here

-or send me to the holodeck? -Hey! Go underground!

-Do I have two oxygen tanks? -We just want to help you.

With a shovel and a crowbar?

-You're on the Arabs' list. -I'm on many.

On the guest list plus three. On the black list plus five.

They want to kill you, okay? No shit.

You snitched on Omar to the Russians.

If you want to live, go underground, so they think you're dead.

Look at me. I'm a crackhead.

I got a split skull, broken heart, a hole in my knee.

I stay with one foot in the grave!

One call to the Russians and they'll beat the baklava out of your face

with a cue, until there's only borscht left!

Dude, we have your money!

You have my money?

-Yes. Jazz, give me the photo. -Reich citizen theory all worked out.

The Earth is a disk. The moon is hollow.

-and Jesus was a spaceman. -Stop talking!

We know you owe the Russians.

Without the Para, you're not worth shit to the Russians.

You're a couple of lousy coked-out cunts!

Three snitches! Fucking Blair witches!

-It's disgusting! -Hey, Kalle...

Since you were so fair to us last time,

organized the trip to the Polish border

and didn't rat us out to the Russians,

we thought we'd organize a nice trip for you, too.

Fanta!

You even get accommodation. Now, listen.

You fuck off to Frankfurt to that apartment,

until your name's off that fucking list.

Hey and if you don't mess around...

you'll get your money back.

Kalle, we'll take the money from Späti.

Is that it? Are you done? You're insane!

Totally insane, that's crazy!

A big Arab family. They got people in every fucking city!

Someone will snitch on me for some fried fish!

What if they find out that I didn't die?

When I'm not under some stone like Saddam Hussein Junior!

Yeah, it's all right, man.

That's a problem we have to solve.

What are you doing?

There's African swine fever. A forester can come by any time.

I don't like foresters. I don't like foresters!

-Kalle, you can't blink. -She keeps blinking at me.

I can't stay stiff like this. I close my eyes and open my mouth.

I talk better than I look anyway. Wait, okay.

-Okay. -Stop.

-Stop. Hold on. It doesn't work. -What?

-What do you notice? What's there? -Nothing.

-The chest? -No, it's the heart.

-The hole? -Lung shot!

My God, I'm spitting blood!

Blood! Don't be passive. It's active euthanasia. Give me blood.

Yeah.

Wait, it's got to drip.

-Wait till it drips. -Okay, now.

-Stop, last thing. -Kalle!

-We just need a photo. It looks good. -We'll do it.

Take it from the side. Here's the drip.

-I'll give her the phone. Lie down. -Then I'm really dead.

Lie down!

One, two, three...

I've never seen so much Para in my life!

I swear. Dude, all the things we could do with it...

Nothing! We stick to our deal. Kalle will get the money!

Minus the money we lost at Can's.

-How much was it? -Ten to 20 grand!

No, it was much less, Wallah.

-Minus allowance. -Minus money for gas, pain...

-Minus the car rental... -Yeah!

Come on, that's not our cash!

Hey, hey. Let's smell it again!

-That's what freedom smells like. -A bit like curry ketchup.

-These are your hands. -No, they're Fanta's.

What are you talking about? You always blame me!

You call me 100 hours later?

I try to reach you. You're not answering. What's wrong?

What's going on?

It'll get us out of this shit.

-Salam Hamsa. Salam alaykum -Alaykum salam.

-We got a meeting with Maruf. -He only wants to see you.

-But that's my wife. -Whatever. He only wants to see you.

I'll do it.

And?

What?

It's all good.

-Yallah, you're out? -We're out!

What did he say?

Nothing. I showed him the picture. He said it's okay.

-You're out! -What?

Wallah, you think I'm lying?

-You're out? -Yes, I'm out! We're out!

Hey.

It's great that you came.

Yeah... What's up?

I got your letter.

Thank you.

How did you do it?

-How did I do what? -The cash...

-It doesn't matter. -Don't act like this. Tell me!

It doesn't matter. Problem solved. Hallas.

Hey, Haj, I want you to come back.

The place is not the same without you.

I don't get along with all these Joachims.

So what do you say?

No.

Why not?

-You didn't even apologize! -I'm here to apologize!

You didn't say it! You didn't say, "I'm sorry."

Everything I did, I did for you. And you didn't see it!

You never looked at me and said, "Haja, I'm sorry, I trust you."

You know what? You're right.

-I acted like a jackass. I'm sorry. -Yeah...

I didn't mean to hurt you.

I'm sorry.

Okay?

Okay.

-Are we cool? -Yes, we're cool.

So, you're back in the game?

Nope.

-You just leave? -Yes!

Can, that's exactly your problem!

-Fight for the things you want! -I do!

You just ran away like a scrub!

-I'm a scrub? -Yes, you are!

Haj, what is it?

Damn, Haj!

I'm sorry for everything. For Nina...

I miss you.

Love letter?

Dismissal.

I respect the relationship between you and Nina

and I don't want to come between you.

I don't want you to come between us either.

I want you to do this.

-And we do it together. -I've tried.

Okay...

You can leave if you want.

-We're almost done here. Yes. -Really?

-Okay, great. You're welcome. -Thank you.

Okay, see you.

Okay.

Well...

-Can? -Yes?

-Can I ask you something? -Sure.

Well, about the party, what you said...

Hey, Jazz...

I didn't want to make you feel bad.

No, it's fine. I...

I just wanted to know if you meant it.

Well, that I don't need it.

-I mean... -Yeah, I was serious.

Okay.

Shall I be honest?

I don't know anyone else like you.

You're so pure, so real and so straight!

I have a feeling you don't even know it.

What do you mean?

Look, when we just chilled out at your place,

or when you hang out with the girls,

then you are completely yourself. We don't know each other well.

Maybe it's bullshit, but I have the feeling,

you're running away from something.

You just compensate it with stuff like drugs, sex, partying.

Hey, I didn't want to offend you.

Thanks, man.

Hello?

Hey, it's Jessica.

Do you still want to meet up?

I have signed up for the re-exam.

Your mom told me.

-Aren't you happy? -Yes.

Dad?

I swear!

Dad?

Rasaq...

Can you imagine how confusing it is for me with you and Hatam?

Yes, I know.

Can you tell me what for God's sake is going on with you guys?

Dad, please. Just don't ask.

Trust me. Everything will be all right.

I swear.

I trust you.

So, what do you think?

It's beautiful. Why?

But it will be your wedding gift.

Come here.

-Thank you, Dad. -My darling...

Hey, Hajra.

Bettina!

What are you doing here?

I thought I'd drop by.

Welcome. Do you want anything?

-Beer? Coffee? Cigarette? -No, I'm fine.

-Stop it. -Nothing?

Nothing.

I didn't think you'd go through with this.

Neither did I until yesterday.

-Hajra, I've got a problem. -Oh, no.

Yes. Gamsa?

-What? -Can you come here, please?

That's Gamsa.

What's up, Gamsa?

She need an internship. Something went wrong with the organization.

-Mm. -Can you ask your boss?

Sure, I can.

-Really? A week. -For how long?

Six hours a day, one hour break. You know how it is.

Okay, from when?

Well, it would have started this morning at eight.

So, immediately?

-Now? -Mm.

I'll take care of it.

Thank you.

Gamsa, do you want to say thank you?

No...

-It's okay. -Really?

Sure, don't you want a smoke?

I've quit once.

Then plus, subtotal, then you put in the amount the customer gives you.

Let's say 20 euros. 20 euros. You can use the double zero.

Then you click on total.

Juices, water and that stuff can be put up or down there,

because people buy it at the supermarket.

Check every bill you get with this UV scanner!

You put it in here.

You'll recognize a pattern if it's not a fake one. You see?

If it's fake, it's neon. Just white.

If you want to double check, you'll see that black stripe in the sun.

Usually every business does inventory.

Do you know what inventory is?

Neither do I! We're a family business and don't steal from each other.

We'll go through everything twice a week and see what's missing,

like toothbrush, chips and so on.

You'll write everything down. You see those numbers?

That's where we can reorder the shit.

You just call them... I call them, not you!

I guess you're beeping voice's annoying.

-What are you saying? -You can talk. Masha Allah!

Well, that's it.

Welcome to the store.

Sorry, I wanted to see Hatam. Is he in?

No, he's not here.

Has he not been here all day?

It's his day off. Can I help you?

-No, thanks anyway. -Okay.

-Then, have a great day. -Thanks, you too.

Hey, guys, it's Hatam. I'm not available, but leave a message!

My only daughter...

She studied to become...

a lawyer, a doctor, or a pastor.

Pastor?

-Now she wants to be an... artist. -Artist?

-Mm. -That's good.

Please leave your child alone. Let her go her own path.

Because... time goes by so fast.

I remember how Fanta...

She still peed her pants.

Fanta?

-Now you are grown up! -Yes, Auntie.

If you marry fast, have kids, then you're done fast.

Now you're still young.

You can still choose a good man.

Fanta getting married isn't that important.

First school, then study.

She has to stand on her own feet and then she can look for a husband.

You're talking like my daughter.

Young people have to marry and have children.

I'm listening to you. I'm listening to you.

But you buy the dress?

Can you make it a little tighter?

Hey!

Hello, Habibi, how are you, what are you doing?

I'm good. I'm with the girls.

-Where are you? -Wallah, I'm at home.

-You weren't at work today? -Of course I was at work.

It was busy. Everyone was bugging me. It's stressing me out.

What's going on? You called me.

Ras, when are you coming?

-Ras, are you on the phone? -Yo, come on, now.

Hello, Ras?

Yeah, I was just calling.

I have to go. The girls have prepared something for me.

-Take a rest. -All right, my darling, bye.

God, the most beautiful woman in the world, I swear!

-Come here. -Ras, you are so beautiful!

I'll marry you right now. I swear.

Cüs, what's that? What's that?

-There are hoops holding it. -Hoops?

-Yes. -Car tires.

That's why it's as expensive as a Mercedes.

-Yeah, they're underneath it. -Okay, selfie!

Come here. Come here.

Come on.

Smile.

-I smiled. -No.

-Is everything okay? -Yes, it's all good.

Doesn't the dress fit?

Yes, it's beautiful, really.

Sure?

Yes, everything's okay. Really, I swear.

Good! We have a big surprise! Okay, change. Come on.

Okay.

Leave it. It's embarrassing.

It's too early. Why now?

-Okay, Ras, open your eyes. -Yes?

-Do you see anything? -No, I don't.

Are you sure? How many fingers?

I don't know. I swear I don't see anything!

I swear she fluttered.

You fluttered. You can see.

-How many fingers? -I don't know.

-Hold on. We're there. -Can I take it off?

-On three. One, two, three! -Two, three!

-What? With a minibar? -Get in. Get in!

Oh my God!

Guys, be honest. Did you pay with Kalle's money?

-Yeah. -Pain and suffering money!

There's so much Para. It's hard to not treat yourself.

-Yeah! -You know what I would do?

-Tell us! -I'd get a loft above Berlin.

-I'd have a... -Infinity pool!

Yes, infinity pool and then a dance school.

-You know what I'd do? -What?

I'd go on a big world trip and never come back!

I'd open up my own Späti.

Dude, so you'd pay for everything!

We could do a fusion. Späti on the rooftop!

-Rooftop-Späti! -God! That'd be sick!

You'd go on honeymoon on the Caribbean.

Four weeks all inclusive.

-I swear, or the Maldives. -But you'll buy the dress, right?

-It looked so good on you. -It was beautiful, Ras.

Yeah, let's see.

What do you mean?

-What's up? -Whatever. I love you. Let's toast.

-To us! -To us!

-Yallah. -Don't get me wet!

We have something prepared.

-Here. -What's that?

-Surprise! -What?

-Okay. Okay. Let's go! -What are you doing?

Translation: Julia Kunst Iyuno