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Guys!

Hello everyone.

Mario. Simon.

Hello, everybody. - Hey!

Hello, what's up? - Hey.

Okay, you lot, listen up!

Kamil, put the phone away.

Good morning, lads. - Morning!

Saturday's the big day. League play begins.

Our goal this season

is to move up to the Promotion League.

So, we've brought in a new player.

Leon Saldo. He's a striker from Hanover.

He's been granted a Player License,

so he can play immediately.

Leon's one of us now. Treat him that way.

All right, Leon.

Ready, Leon?

Go on. Go.

Very good, Leon.

They don't recruit Germans for the U21. He's here to warm up.

That's what I said. - You don't know that.

Bet he's on the first team next year. - Why isn't he training with them?

Anyway, what's the problem? - The problem?

Only one player got moved up last year.

And three the year before. It's about performance.

Performance? - Yes.

Hey, Hanover.

Was that first team? - Second.

What position did you play?

Right winger, mostly. - And now?

Young Boys U21? What's the plan?

First team next year.

I'll stay here till then. - Yeah?

Well, I can't wait.

See you.

See you.

Very nice.

Mario, no foul, no foul!

Keep moving! That's right!

Easy passes! Leon, easy passes! - Here!

Come here! - Pass! Leon!

Back to your positions!

Go on, everyone. Keep going!

Look, it's our one-man show from German.

Very funny. - Perhaps Hanover is different.

In Switzerland, football's a team sport. - I play how I play.

Hey.

You could try tennis.

Mates, chill! He scored the goal.

Thanks.

Thanks for earlier.

They're real jerks.

Well, what do you expect when you hog the ball like that?

They slagged me off from the start. I had to show them what's what.

Everybody does their own thing anyway. - Great philosophy.

Come on, you do it as well. All that matters is if you're good.

I see.

Don't worry. I think you're good.

You're a prospect for a reason.

Hey. Look, Amy Winehouse lives.

...they laughed at me. - I got that, as well...

Your Swiss German drives me insane.

'Giele', 'Modi'...

'Huere cool.' - Huere cool.

What does it mean? - Huere cool.

What? 'Whore cool? - Huere cool.

Yeah.

How do you think we'll play? Attacking?

After today, it's clear. He'll play with two strikers. The two of us.

That's why Columbier's so pissed off. - We'll see.

Want to bet?

If you pass me the ball a bit more, it might just work.

And there was the thing with his knee.

There he is.

It was a growth disturbance, that's over.

Other injuries? - Nothing serious.

Sorry, practice ran long, so I missed the train.

Hello, Mr Gehrling. - Hello, Mario.

Another thing, any sponsors yet?

Only product sponsors so far, for the shoes.

Right now, we've got to focus on making sure he gets into the first team.

But that's a given, right?

They've got their eye on him, but he's not the only one.

Mario needs to keep up his performance.

I'm optimistic. If not, I wouldn't be here.

Well? What do you think?

Tell me.

Isn't he a bit old?

That can be good.

He's well known in the business.

You know who he's signed.

But he works alone.

Why doesn't he work with mental trainers or video analysis, like other agents?

Who run their players into the ground. I thought we'd agreed.

We wanted someone from here, not some fancy agency in Zurich.

Yeah, but... - You need someone on your side.

Someone who thinks about you, and not just his wallet.

I think he's nice. - 'Nice' isn't exactly a prerequisite.

Sure, but Mario has got to get along with him.

Yeah.

Hey!

I didn't think you'd come.

Neither did I.

I've just got to go home early.

The others will think that's so cool.

We'll see. Anyway, they're all really proud of you.

Yeah, right.

And you? You good?

Yeah, I'm all right...

Remi?

It's over.

It's over.

What, really?

I should've done it a long time ago.

He was a video game junkie and a jerk.

He'd rather mess about with his joystick than with me.

But it's good, right? - Yeah.

I'm just frustrated, because I always fall for total idiots.

What about you?

What? - Nothing?

Stop it!

Hey! - Hey!

I haven't see you in forever!

Hey, you good? - Yeah!

I read about you in the newspaper. Looks like you're a real pro now.

I'm still in the U21, but I'll know at the end of the season.

And you?

Business training's done. I'm doing a gap year.

Hey, Mario, what's up? - Hey!

He always took the ski lift, not the chairlift or gondola.

And you skied round all the jumps.

And now, by popular demand, one for Jenny and Mario.

Get up there! - No...

Mario!

Mario!

Come on!

Go on, man!

Mario, Mario, Mario...

Morning. - Morning.

Well, how was it with your friends?

Loads of fun. Jenny and I sang karaoke.

What? You sang?

Tell Evelyn. - Is she still asleep?

Yup.

Yes, she came home late last night.

Thanks.

I've been thinking about Saldo.

Gehrling said it'd be best to seek interaction,

but I'm not so sure.

Why didn't they just put him in the first team?

Perhaps it's not such a sure thing after all.

If you play with him, show your stuff.

Defend your position. You've worked long and hard for it.

That's how I see it, anyway.

You know what's at stake. It's the first game of the season.

Our goal is promotion,

and today we take the first step.

And it's no walk in the park.

We've got to take on every challenge

and hold our ground.

Press for the ball.

Aggressive pressing the first 15 minutes. Don't let them in the game.

Guard closely, move with the ball, close passing lanes.

Philipp?

You take them out in the back. Lads, this is our home turf.

Let them know from the get-go that they don't stand a chance.

And we're playing with two strikers, so look for them.

You two up front, Claudio and Mario. No ego crap.

Play together. Look for space, and you'll get your shot.

Our gameplay is great,

but we've got to stay alert and hold our ground.

Captain, huddle!

Okay, the first game is crucial to make our mark.

That means everybody.

No single player is more important than the team.

We're going to have fun and show 'em what we've got. Mario...

You heard him: have fun. Let's do this! On three.

One, two, three! - YB!

Oh, no!

Come on, people!

Claudio! Claudio!

Good pass! Go! Go! Do it!

My God! What a lame shot!

I don't believe this crap!

Come on, substitution!

Go, Leon, Damian! Go and warm up!

Claudio!

Hey!

Come on, lads! Faster! Faster!

Hey, I didn't see you.

Hey, man! - Forget it.

Come on!

Referee! Substitution!

Claudio!

Claudio!

Come on, everybody!

Be brave. Get in there.

Come on, Claudio. Hustle!

Go, go!

They're gonna score!

Roger, you got a sec?

Something about the line-up...

Hey, that was great!

You've got different styles, but that's what makes it work.

So, did you think it over?

Didn't my father tell you? - I wanted to hear it from you.

Sure, I'm in!

Later. - Later.

Brilliant game, mates.

Good job. - That's exactly how it's done.

Mario, hang on.

Hey, sorry. - Why?

About my father... - Oh, I'm used to it.

We've got a player flat for you.

Really? - But you'd be living with Leon.

All right, that's great. And where?

But the championship has just begun. Can't it wait?

It'll just distract him,

moving and everything.

And with Saldo, of all players?

What do you think? - What does Mario think?

Maillard says it'll save half a day's commute each week.

But you've got everything at home.

I don't think it's their only reason. - What do you mean?

Perhaps they've got plans for them. Perhaps it's so they get acquainted.

You know what I mean?

Perhaps they want to promote Mario and Saldo together.

Perhaps they've changed their minds about having just one striker.

Think it over.

I think you should seriously consider it.

Daniel. - Bye, Peter.

Bye. - Mario.

Pizza and beer?

And then a little joint, right?

Just kidding.

Come on, it's our first day here.

To the flat.

To the flat.

Oh, sorry. - Come in, I'm done.

Goodnight.

Night.

Yes, yesterday in an interview. - Where?

Juve, four million.

Might be something to it. - You know what that means?

It clears the way for us! - For you.

Giger plays right winger.

Jenny!

Jenny, Leon. Leon, Jenny. - Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. - Hey.

You good?

Want to sit? - Yeah.

What'll it be? - Cappuccino, please.

You're just like he described. - Oh yeah?

How did he describe me? - Just tell us how it went.

Well. Really well.

They're really nice. One was even my instructor in Thun.

Barbara? - Yeah, exactly.

Jenny applied at the theatre. - Costume tailor. -Cool!

Cross your fingers. I'll know in about two weeks.

They even have flats. It'd be amazing.

So, when do I get to see yours?

Whenever you want. - Sure.

Thanks to you, Mario's finally done it. - Done what?

He's finally left home!

Stop it.

Is he behaving? - All right, I'm leaving.

So far, yes. - All right.

There you go.

Could I have a water? - Sure.

Sorry, I've got to go. - Oh?

I've got something to do.

All right. - Perhaps we'll see each other later.

I'd like that. - Yeah, me too.

Bye. - Bye.

Wow!

What?

You're horrible! - What? He's super-hot!

I'm allowed to say it, right?

Hey. - Hey.

Where's your girlfriend?

Oh, she's not my girlfriend.

She's not? - Well, she's my best friend.

I've known her since I was 10. - You're not having sex?

No, we're not having sex.

She does that with other guys. - I see. And you?

No girlfriend?

Any other questions? - Nope.

Want a steak? - No, thanks. I'm eating out.

Checking out the area a bit.

See you later. - See you later.

Practice isn't till 10:00. - A little warm-up run, some drills.

It wouldn't hurt you, either. - What?

Working on your left foot. - My left foot is great.

Do one with your left foot.

All right.

Why practice what you can already do?

Come on, just the left foot.

Perhaps I don't need as much practice as you.

Oh, man!

Sorry, the ref didn't see a thing.

Come on.

Don't dip it all the way, just roll it over the grate.

Paint in two directions. First this way,

then this way.

That ensures consistent coverage.

That's good.

Are you sure about the colour? - Yes.

Don't you think it looks all right? - Sure I do.

What got you into football?

My stepdad dragged me to the field, from the time I was this small.

I did that with Mario, as well.

The earlier the better.

You played as well, right? - Midfield, fifth division.

I never made pro, but that's all right.

At least Mario has a chance now.

You complement each other. You're stronger.

But he's very fluid, and he's fast.

And he's got a nose for goals. - So do you.

But you should train your left foot more.

That's what I hear.

And air out the place, so it dries up nicely.

It's all packed up. - Great. See you Saturday for the match.

Bye. - Bye.

Bye.

You're father's nice.

Yeah, but it's not like we needed help painting.

He said he used be a coach?

For the E Juniors in Thun. He was my coach as well, till I was nine.

That's why he's such a smart-arse with everyone.

It drives me mad! - He didn't do such a bad job, right?

Suck-up.

But, yeah. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for him.

Can I get one of those? - Really?

Leon! Leon! Leon!

I'll never hit 10,000.

Almost. - That's right.

Here. For you.

Cool. Thanks.

Thanks.

Man it's hot, huh?

Split screen?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, come on!

Hey!

Hey, stop it!

Morning. - Morning

May I?

Is Shame really that good?

Shame.

The team we're playing against.

It's 'Cham, ' not 'Shame'. - Cham.

Cham.

They were champions last year.

We haven't beaten them in ages.

Time to change that, before any mental blocks develop.

Well, I'm eager to play them.

Simon! Simon! Forward, forward!

Mario, run!

Leon, find Leon!

Pass it, Mario!

Leon, Leon, Leon!

Yes! Yes!

Great, Mario! Nice one!

Lads, that was an outstanding team performance.

We beat the champs. We're in first place!

Calm down, the season is long.

We've got to keep this level of concentration till the end.

Mario, Leon, great job!

Okay, today we enjoy it.

Rest up.

See you Monday.

You all right?

About yesterday... I'm sorry.

I just...

I'M AT MY PARENTS'. SEE YOU MONDAY.

Want one?

Hey. - Hey.

How was Thun? - Huh?

How was Thun? - Oh, my grandmother's birthday.

Family stuff.

You didn't even tell me. - I forgot.

Okay.

Ah, 'Lafranconi' in one word? - Yes.

That's why.

All right.

You're in Room 9. - Thanks.

Here you go.

Hello, Mario Lüthi. - Hello.

Lads!

We meet in 30 minutes for practice, at 15:00.

Be on time. You too, Kamil, all right?

Mario Lüthi, together with Leon Saldo.

Room 15.

Could I have my own room?

I don't get why they put Goretzka in the line-up.

Me, neither.

What's this all about, Mario? - Come on.

Don't you get it? - What?

We want to play pro football! We can't! - Can't do what?

Saturday night?

What was it then?

Perhaps you're right, we play football, we can't... But I don't care.

Hey, it was nice, right?

What are you so afraid of?

Leon.

Leon.

Are you out of your mind?

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry.

Be aggressive. Come on, go!

Go!

That's right. Go!

Aggressively. Come on, yeah! Go!

Go!

Really?

It's a classical choir, but sometimes we sing jazz, as well.

Or gospel. - Pop songs, as well.

That's right. - And what did you sing?

I didn't sing. I rapped.

My own lyrics. - What kinds of lyrics?

Oh, it was just silly stuff... - Come on, rap something.

No, no, no! - Oh, come on. -No!

Yes. - Come on.

Yeah, go on then. - Okay. But I was 14 when I wrote it.

'What do you wanna be?' The question's killing me

Perhaps I'll be a rapper 'Are you kidding me?'

At 12, I didn't know myself It wasn't my thing

At times the words flow At times I can't write one

Someday I'll be a star Like father, like son

That was really nice. - Thanks.

But I still think football was the right decision.

You never know. I read a quote once:

'Most people spend their lives doing what they do second best.'

Nonsense. You should see them play. They're the perfect couple on the field.

Have you heard from Jenny?

The theatre job fell through.

Yeah, I know. - She won't be moving to Bern, either.

She was so excited. Perhaps you should ring her.

Mum, we talk all the time. She'll be fine.

Jenny will manage.

Hey, look.

Brilliant.

Lets go there. - When?

With what money? - When we get signed.

Well ask for an advance. - Seriously?

Of course. - Okay.

Okay. - Okay?

Not here, mate.

All right.

I had a girlfriend when I was sixteen.

For two months.

But I wasn't really in love. - What about boys?

At the ski lodge.

I was 12.

But we just got off a little.

Is that it?

And you?

I had a boyfriend a while ago, but it didn't last so long.

I was in the U17, and he was all over me in public, so it didn't work.

What else? - A few dates through Grindr.

It's a gay app.

Hey!

I didn't know you existed!

Come here!

Come!

Come on!

What?

You all right? - Outside.

Perhaps it's a bad joke, a coincidence. - No.

Someone must've seen us.

We weren't careful enough. We're so stupid!

We should tell our agents. - No way.

We've got to deny it, no matter what happens!

Let's just wait and see.

Fuck.

Fucking shit!

Hello, Peter. - Hi.

Hi. - Hi.

Mr Gehrling, Mario,

we called you here because of a...

Well, how can I say this?

It's a delicate situation.

I'll get to the point. A rumour is going round...

that Mario and Leon...

Well...

they were seen.

Doing what? - Um...

Being intimate. Kissing. - What?

Excuse me? You can't be serious! - Someone saw you.

No way! Who? - That doesn't matter.

It does matter.

It's defamation. You need proof. - It's a lie!

Please, let's talk rationally.

We can't name names.

You call us here because of an anonymous accusation

and expect us to take it seriously?

The board takes it seriously.

Excuse me, but I believe Mario.

I'm sure the board asked the same question.

I'm sure the board asked the same question.

For them, it doesn't matter if its true or not.

Then what matters?

Just to be clear,

nobody here or on the board

has a problem with the issue.

But what does worry them are the sponsors, the fans.

The club has a certain image to maintain.

Not to mention the stir it would cause in the team.

I'll take care of the team.

But again, it's just a rumour.

That's right, but we have to gauge the consequences.

But I didn't do anything!

Just get to the point.

What does it mean for us, for Mario?

It's in the board's interests that the story doesn't go public

or cause any internal turmoil.

How's that supposed to work?

The player in question just keeps quiet? - Yes, we expect silence from all parties.

So, it's a player. - Nice try, Mr Gehrling.

Look...

Mario and Leon have nothing to fear, if it stays quiet.

They shouldn't do anything that might feed the rumour.

That's also in your best interests. - Yes.

What does that mean?

Can they still live together?

Yes, it'd be too obvious if we changed that now.

Perhaps they shouldn't be in public together any more.

But that's ridiculous. - Maillard, I don't think it's...

All right?

And within the club...

Act normal together. Discreet.

Don't let them provoke you, all right?

In any case, Mario, we'll back you up no matter what.

If you've got a problem, you can come to me anytime.

Hello, Peter. - Christian.

Mr Zischler, this way, please.

Leon.

After you.

Listen, Peter. - Not here.

Now listen to me very closely.

I don't care if you lie, but not to me.

Otherwise we're done. Got it?

All right.

Is there something going on with you and Leon?

Why didn't you tell me? I looked like a complete idiot!

You're in some deep shit.

But they said... - Forget what they said.

Some things are just taboo. Drugs, sex with minors, gay stuff.

Players can't do that.

And you know it!

Are you gay?

You don't know?

Get out! - Peter, come on.

You should've told me. You know that. Now get out!

Please.

Help yourselves.

So, we all know what this is about.

How did your conversation go?

Mario denied everything, but I don't know if they believe him.

He didn't tell me till afterwards.

The important thing is, you denied it. So did we.

It doesn't look so bad. - You think?

Yes. It's in their interests to prevent a scandal.

That's good. That's what we want, as well.

They've got a dilemma.

If anything gets out, they'd have to be politically correct.

Or they'd get a shitstorm. - They could sack them for something else.

Sure, but...

They've invested too much in these two to just write it off.

If it gets out, your market values drop. They don't want that, and neither do we.

They'll cover for you as long as they can.

You think the other player will keep quiet?

It was a player? - Frei let that slip.

Our only strategy is to keep denying it.

The whole thing is a lie, a conspiracy. Nothing ever happened between them.

Exactly.

No matter what anybody says or does, you two aren't gay.

That's how you'll act from now on. No exceptions.

The club expects that of you, as well.

Anything else?

They should be seen with women.

What? Seriously? - Yes, seriously.

What were you two thinking anyway?

You can't play on the same team and fuck, too.

That's not professional.

Either you want to be pros or you want to have fun.

You've got to decide.

Are they going to hire whores for us or what?

Huh?

He's insane.

Come on, say something. - Like what? Zischler's right.

You can't play on the same team and fuck, too.

It isn't just about fucking for me.

So, what now?

I'm not some machine you can turn off. I can't do that!

Maybe it sounds weird, but I love you.

I don't give a shit what they say!

Hey...

Close it up, Sirak. That's right.

Leon! Come on!

I knew that knob jockey would miss.

Close it up tight again!

Close it up tight again!

Move together, boys!

That guy is so gay!

Mario! Concentrate!

Well?

It's making the rounds. They know.

Why? Did something happen?

No, I can just feel it.

Perhaps it's your imagination.

Perhaps they don't all know, but the atmosphere has changed.

Yeah, perhaps.

But don't forget the club is behind you.

They can't bully you.

Or they will be in trouble, as well.

And what about the contract?

Have I still got a chance?

I think they're waiting for a sign.

What kind of sign?

Perhaps Zischler's idea wasn't so bad.

To be seen with women.

Yeah, I know.

How about a date for the party?

Peter!

I could arrange something... - No. Sorry, but...

How serious is it with Leon?

That doesn't make things any easier.

And you? Hanover?

What's it like there? - Most people say it's...

boring and ugly.

I'll get another. You want one? - No, thanks. I'm good.

You don't dance? - I've got two left feet.

That's bad news for a football player. - It's just not my thing.

He can rap, though.

I've got to steal Mario for a sec. I want to introduce you to Burri.

Want to come?

The new first-team coach.

Armin, I'd like to introduce you to Mario Lüthi.

Mario, nice to meet you.

This is Jenny. - Jenny.

Miri, how's work? - Roger. Hello.

Four goals in five matches. Not a bad rate.

And I've heard other good things about you.

I'm excited to see how you develop.

Perhaps next season he'll be playing out there.

That'd be cool.

It was nice meeting you. - You, too.

Take care. Keep it up.

Ciao, Carlo.

Can we talk?

What was that? - What?

The kissing and all the other shit.

Why? We always do that.

Oh, forget it!

Jenny.

Sorry.

For what? Please tell me what's going on.

There's a rumour in the team.

What kind of rumour?

About Leon and me.

And?

That we're together.

Yes, of course! I mean...

I should've known.

So, you used me as your alibi?

I know, it was really shitty of me. I'm sorry.

If it gets out, I can forget about football!

But why didn't you tell me?

Did you think I'd have a problem with you being gay?

Mario, you're such a coward!

Come on!

I think it's good.

I think it's cool about you two.

You finally have somebody!

What now?

Now we'll have a drink.

You want to go back up there?

But we don't have to snog, okay?

We needn't get carried away.

Come on.

All right, everyone, stay focused. YB on three.

One, two, three. - YB!

Does your girlfriend watch you boys do it, or what?

Okay, boys, come on!

Tim, take them out!

Stop him, Mario. Stop him!

Get back. Get back.

Luc, calm down! - He hardly touched him.

It's the first foul! - Luis, midfield. Tell him, Simon!

Tell him, Simon!

I'm all right. - Damian, warm up.

All right, all right, I'm going.

Where are you hurt?

Here.

Did you twist it? - Chill, man!

That was totally unnecessary.

What's the matter?

Does it hurt a lot? - It's not bad.

Mario, you all right? - Yeah.

I've got to get it checked. - Keep your head up.

I need the loo. - I'll be in the car.

What was that bullshit? - You know

I wouldn't go spreading lies if I were you.

I'm not spreading anything.

But you don't fool me with your girlfriend one bit.

You and Leon had a real nice time at the sport hotel last month.

What are you talking about?

We're up for review soon. I could use a few more goals.

But if you two pass to me more often, it shouldn't be an issue.

Fuck you!

What's going on?

Lafranconi wants us to pass to him more. - What? He's blackmailing us?

I'll punch him. - You won't do anything.

He's trying to piss us off.

We've got to stay cool.

Leon.

Don't do anything stupid.

I've got to go. My dad's taking me for an x-ray.

You all right? - Yes.

You were so unfocussed today.

What's going on?

Do you sleep enough?

Do you party every night?

Problems with Jenny? - No.

You know, a player's wife..

You need one who's not jealous of the sport.

Stop it! - What?

Like Mum? That's just bullshit!

Excuse me? - It's true!

That's what you do with Mum.

She doesn't care about football, yet she does as she's told.

You take it for granted! - Enough!

It's true.

You're not even interested in her. When did you last see a concert of hers?

Or go with her to the hot springs? You know she would love that.

But you don't care. So, don't you tell me what I need!

So, what do they say?

It's just a bruise. It'll hurt for a few days.

That's good, right? - Nothing's good.

Do you even want to play football? - Of course.

It seems like you don't care if we get caught.

Of course I care. Why are you saying that?

The party, for example, with Miri.

You didn't even try. - I told you I wouldn't do it.

Or today with Lafranconi.

Your first idea is to punch him. - That's exactly what I should've done.

That's what I mean. Don't you know what would happen?

We can't let them get to us.

Who's the one who got a red card today?

Yeah, I fucked up!

I feel like I'm being watched. Every step I make.

I don't even know how I should move any more.

And the first team next year...

Do you still believe in it?

Hello. - Hi.

What's up?

Can you tell me what this is about?

Why would someone send me this?

INSTEAD OF SCORING YOUR SON SUCKS LEON'S COCK!

It's not true.

What if it was?

You can't be serious.

Have you lost your mind? - Hello.

What's up?

This. This is what's up.

So? - So?

Is that all you have to say about it?

Well, he's got good taste.

Are you mad? - Just stop it!

This is Mario's business alone.

All that matters is that he's happy. - Happy?

What about his career?

Is he just going to ruin it for sex?

It's not about sex. - Oh yeah? What is it about then?

I love Leon.

You love him. Great!

You want to hold hands on the field, or what?

Stop it!

What if the club finds out? - They know, and so does Gehrling.

I'm not the only gay football player in the world.

It's nice someone finally told me. - It's no wonder, the way you're acting.

Of course he wouldn't tell you!

You know what? Go to hell. Both of you!

What now?

Have you got a plan?

I mean, how do you want to handle this?

You seem surprised.

Yes.

Your performance is excellent.

You communicate better. We can hear you now.

You're more aggressive. We like that, too.

Although the red card was unnecessary.

You'll have to learn self-control.

There's barely a month left in the season.

But we can tell you already.

Starting next season, you're playing in the first team.

Congrats, Mario.

You proved you can handle pressure.

And the thing with Jenny probably helped.

Do you know about Leon?

No. Didn't he have his review yet? - No.

Leon hasn't played as well lately.

Yeah, I know. - Listen.

I hate to say it,

but you might not be able to play in the same team any more.

You mean... - Leon might need to find a new club.

Fuck! - I'm sorry.

But don't tell him anything yet. I might be wrong.

Hi, everyone.

Who did this?

Who did it?

Yeah, very funny. Cowardly bastards. - Hi, everyone.

Look, Mario. They think it's hilarious.

It's supposed to mean that I grab your cock.

So what if I grab his cock? What's wrong with that?

It's none of your business!

Sorry, boys, don't you want to know who you're showering with?

Have I ever grabbed you? - Leon. Stop it.

Leon's right.

That's so childish. It's none of our business.

Sorry, but two gay men in the team. I don't know...

Are you together? - What if we were?

They're messing with you. - Are you together?

No, we're not!

I'm together with my girlfriend!

Is that clear?

Mario, what... - Stop that shit!

Mario? - Fuck you.

Bugger off!

Yeah, as for me...

I suck cocks. It's contagious.

Morons.

Leon? - I'm done here.

Hey! Hey, where are you going?

What's going on?

Hello?

Come on, Leon, where are you? Call me back!

Zischler called the board.

Leon is suspended immediately.

Fuck.

Why did he get so upset?

Because those arseholes messed with us again.

They wouldn't stop.

He flipped out and wanted me to admit everything.

What was I supposed to do?

What was I supposed to do?

Fuck!

When did you get in?

What are you doing?

What does it look like?

Why did you do that? Why are you ruining everything?

I'm ruining everything?

What do you care? You have your contract. You kept that from me, too.

Your performance with Jenny paid off. - We had a deal.

Why do you have to play the hero?

I'm sick and tired of lying

and of feeling like shit.

Do what you want.

I'm going back to Germany. - No.

No. No, Leon. Please!

Please, please!

Please!

Goodbye, Mario.

Please...

Ah, Jenny.

Hello.

Do you remember me? - Yes, of course. Hello.

You got a minute?

Would you like a drink? - No, thanks.

Did Mario tell you about the offer from Hamburg?

YB offered him a contract, as well.

Yes, I know.

I advised against it. The rumours won't stop here.

But I'm not sure he can handle it mentally, being in Hamburg.

Mario has never been so far away on his own.

And the competition is much tougher over there.

What has that got to do with me?

If someone went along with him, for support...

You expect me to play his wife again?

No, it's not about that.

He needs someone he trusts, someone he likes.

I can't do it alone. I won't be in Hamburg all the time.

And you're his best friend. - I've got a job here.

There are jobs there, too. I know some people in Hamburg.

You'd get out of Thun, see something new.

Haven't you ever wanted that?

It'd only be for a little while, till he gets settled in.

You'd be housemates. How you portray it is up to you.

So, we'd have to portray something?

Mario hasn't been doing well since Leon left. You know that.

Football is all he's got left.

I don't know what he'd do if this dream shattered, too.

Sorry, but I don't think I'm the right person for the job.

I'd better get this place opened.

Bye. - Bye.

Till tomorrow. - Till tomorrow.

How cool was that? Right on the edge of the box!

You took Kessler to school! - Bye.

See you tomorrow. - Go for it.

Hey.

Everything all right?

When did you get in? - Last night.

Want to go for dinner? - Korean?

Anything but that. ls there an Italian place?

Sure. - All right then.

Verhoek is out for four weeks.

You know that will probably be your debut game.

Yeah, that's cool. I can't wait.

Are you really all right?

I haven't been sleeping so well.

Tell the sports doctor. He'll prescribe you something.

It's important. This is your chance!

You need to be fit. - Yeah, I know.

Are things all right with Jenny?

Yes, she really likes her job.

I'm glad she's here.

Listen, have you ever thought about meeting someone new?

There are these gay websites. If you're discreet...

That's not my thing.

At your age, you need to let off steam. That's important, too.

There's also a woman you can talk to about it.

Talk? - A sports therapist.

She sees a few gay players. It's very discreet.

I don't need that.

Everybody needs support sometimes. - Peter, I can handle it.

Telephone!

Thanks.

Okay, sure. All right.

See you later. Bye.

What? - Who is Sven?

Out with it.

He works in the studio, too.

He does lighting, and we've only gone out for coffee, that's all.

It's okay. We're not married.

Do you like him?

I don't know.

Oh, about the game, are you coming? - Of course.

You don't have to. - Sure I do.

It's your first game, and your folks are coming.

I should show my face, right?

Cool.

Can you get that? - Yup.

Thanks.

Great. Thanks.

Well, cheers. - Yes, cheers.

Welcome to Hamburg.

Hey there.

Hi. - Hi.

Jenny, right? - Yes.

Hello! Nice to meet you.

You, too. - This is Silke, Florian's girlfriend.

Okay. - Sara, Tom's wife.

Jenny, Mario's girlfriend.

Hi. - Nice to meet you.

Jenny, we're going to get seats.

I brought you something.

Is Mr Gehrling coming? - He's down watching with his colleagues.

Brilliant. I'll put it on right now,

Cool.

It fits perfectly. - Looks good.

Thanks. - Sure.

Close the gap! Close it!

Close the gap! Close it!

ST. PAULI: 0 GUESTS: 0

Thanks so much for having us. You have a lovely place.

They're here.

I'm really proud of you.

Thanks.

I'll just raise the light a bit. Great.

Now turn to the side a bit more.

I'll just do a quick light test to see if my lighting is right.

Yeah, looks good!

Great! Then let's start with you and your girlfriend.

If that's possible.

We're a family magazine.

That's what interests our readers most. - All right.

Where should I go?

Great. Now get a little closer.

Great! Now turn toward each other. A bit more, a bit more.

Lean your heads together. Great!

Chin forward. A friendly smile.

Great. How about some teeth?

A little happier.

Chin down a bit, and turned towards me.

Very good. A little happier!

Can you do that? Yeah, very nice!

That looks terrific. Nice.

Now lean your arm up on his shoulder.

That's right. Very good.

Stand up nice and straight.

Chin up a bit more. Yes, great!

Let's see that nice smile. Yes, happy like that.

Great! Nice!

Great! Nice!

And one last picture.

We've got it. - Great.

Could we do one with the parents?

Why not?

We might as well. - No.

Come on.

Don't be a spoilsport.

I don't want to. It's really not necessary.

No, we're fine.

All right, then we'll do one with the two of you on the sofa.

Perhaps under that painting.

You all right?

I'm fine.

You sure?

You can go back to sleep.

All right, but I'm here if you need me.

It's not true. We didn't meet on Tinder.

He gave you a 'super like'. - Of course.

We'd already met at Giovanni's.

Yeah, but you were too shy, so you did it on Tinder.

Giovanni's? - The pizza place next to the stadium.

I worked there during holidays, and they'd come in after games.

But just for the pizza.

But, but, but, you were too shy,

until you met on Tinder.

Okay, we talked on Tinder first. - Then it got super-romantic.

Stop that!

But yeah, it was romantic.

Kevin invited me to dinner with candles and flowers.

Really old-fashioned, and...

The first few dates, we only kissed goodnight,

so I knew he was serious. That was almost a year ago.

Yeah.

Bye. - Thanks.

Thanks for the great food. - Thanks for coming.

Next time, well cook. - You'll cook.

What? - Bye.

We'll cook together, if anything.

What's wrong?

I can't do this any more.

I underestimated it.

I thought I'd just shake a few hands...

But this?

This is just too much.

I can't just lie to their faces.

And Sven and I are starting to get serious.

At first I felt guilty, because I thought I was with you.

But I'm not.

I can hardly tell what's real any more.

And if I had to start hiding my relationship with him as well,

it would be absurd.

You know what I mean?

So...

What are you going to do?

Move out, find myself my own flat.

And officially, you can say we've broken up.

I'm really sorry. - No, stop it.

You've done so much for me.

I just don't know how I can do it on my own.

It's just for the outside world.

Nothing changes between us. I'm still here for you.

And perhaps you should try to clarify things.

You can't keep it at bay with pills forever.

There's nothing to clarify. It's over.

Are you sure? - It is for him.

Yeah, but you don't know for sure.

But you also have to ask yourself if it's over for you or not.

Hey.

You have reached your destination.

Hello?

Leon?

Yes.

Can I come in?

Second floor.

Hey. - Hey.

What do you want? - Can we talk?

About what?

Please.

Come in.

Would you like a drink? - Water.

Thanks.

Why didn't you ever answer the phone?

I tried calling you again and again.

Then your number was no longer in service.

I guess there's no excuse for what I did.

I was just scared.

I'm sorry, Leon.

You chose football.

I chose something else.

But, hey...

Things are going well for you.

I saw you on the telly.

You played really well.

Did you stop playing altogether? - I play in the regional division.

Without the stress.

And what else?

What do you do? - I'm training to be a sound engineer.

I thought about quitting, as well.

Seriously. - Oh yeah, Mario?

You, without football?

Perhaps I'm just not as brave as you. - It's not about bravery.

Hi. - Hey.

Joel, Mario.

Nice to meet you. - Hey.

I'd better leave you two alone.

You think it was easy? I had the same dreams.

Bundesliga, the national team...

Scoring the deciding goal at the final. I just couldn't take it any longer.

Lying drains your energy. I had nightmares the whole time.

Why didn't you say anything? - You manage somehow.

You play, score goals and just soldier on.

I guess that's what you have to do to be good.

You have no idea.

I think about you constantly, every day.

I don't know what I'll do without you.

You couldn't help it. It's not your fault.

I don't hold it against you any more.

But as you know, it can't work between us.

I never want to go back to that.

Here! Over here!

Here!