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["Ready to Let Go" by Cage the Elephant playing]
WIMPE CAR DEALERSHIP
Hey! Don't leave that trash here!
SCHOLL GYMNASIUM
-I guess I missed something yesterday. -[Tristan] Yeah, how was tennis?
[Hagen] Oh, fuck.
-You picked a fight with the wrong guys. -How is your car? Is it fixed yet?
-[Lasse] You fucking-- -What? You fucking what?
[Tristan] I get why the guys you hang out with are into it,
but you two falling for that Nazi shit is a mystery to me.
Only because you don't take pride in your country, asshole.
[Lea] You really don't have anything to be proud of.
[Lasse] You dumb bitch!
Get the fuck off me.
[makes kissing noises]
[Tristan] Nazi asshole!
[chattering]
-[Zazie grunts] -Watch out, you schizo.
Have you ever asked yourself, how many...
of you there are?
-[Tristan] Hold on. -How about your crazy bitch of a mom?
-[Tristan] She's got this. -[Kim] Is she in a straitjacket?
[girls grunting]
[girls yelling]
[Zazie] Leave me alone, you fucking bitch!
[Zazie yelling]
[Kim screams in pain]
[Kim gasping]
[Kim breathes heavily]
[Kim] My nose.
-[teacher] What's going on? -[Kim] You freak!
[Kim] I'm bleeding!
[Kim groaning]
-Kim, what happened? -Zazie attacked me.
That's not true!
-Kim hit her first. -They're lying, Ms. Wittich.
Lea...
you tell me what's going on.
All I saw was Kim hit Zazie from behind. That's it.
-[Kim] Man, she's lying! You're lying! -Shh! Quiet now.
Who else saw it?
-The crazy bitch ripped out my piercing! -[teacher] Kim, calm down.
I'll take you to the nurse, okay?
Since I don't know who's telling the truth and who isn't,
you all have two-hour detention.
That means helping the janitors.
My goodness, guys, you're all seniors. Violence is not a solution.
Come on. Let's go, Kim.
[Tristan exhales]
I hope you don't get in trouble with the school.
Even if I do...
it was so worth it.
[Rahim] Sure, who doesn't want Friday-night detention?
Yeah, thanks, Zazie.
You didn't have to help me.
It's fine.
How come you did?
[Hagen] Guilty conscience, maybe?
Yeah, well, you used to bully Zazie yourself.
What does that mean?
"Freak." "Crazy."
"Mutant."
That was one of your more friendly expressions.
We were so young. We were in grade school.
You're right.
I'm sorry, Zazie.
Just be glad you don't have any metal on your face.
[laughter]
[Tristan] What are you guys doing this weekend?
Nothing... Drawing.
And you?
Tennis match this week.
[Hagen] Oh...
-Yeah, I know I'm stuck-up. I get it. -How sporty.
[Rahim] Hey, we could...
Guys, hold up.
Do you guys know the Abandoned?
[Hagen] Huh?
I mean, the old factory.
Well, this... This weekend, we could chill there.
Yeah, that sounds good, right?
I'll pass.
[Rahim] Watch out, guys.
Fuck!
[Björn] You start too late! I keep telling you.
[Sophie] What's going on with you?
-I just wasn't feeling it. -[Sophie] I don't mean today.
I mean, the last few weeks.
At school, at practice, you aren't the same.
You're a... zombie.
I miss my best friend.
Hey, I'm right here.
-[Björn] What are you talking about? -[Sophie] Nothing.
Just girl stuff.
-Okay, bye. -See you.
[Björn] Bye, Sophie.
-And no carbs tonight, yeah? -[Sophie] Yeah, yeah.
Hey.
Sorry I was tough in practice.
I just thought you wanted to win, hmm?
Are you still coming to my place?
No, sorry. I'm exhausted.
-I... I apologized. Come on. -I'm just tired. So what? I'm not mad.
[boy] Yo!
So, what's it like outside?
-[Tristan] Better than inside. -[boy] Yeah? Come on. What's her name?
Who?
[boy] It's written all over your face.
I need some new fantasy material.
[Tristan] Oh!
Sorry.
Hey, Benny.
You wanna make some money, sell some shit...?
The school is full of rich kids.
You need cash?
Why not?
So?
I'll think about it.
Is she pretty?
Oh, yeah.
Oh, man. I knew it.
Come on!
Grandpa!
[TV playing]
Happy?
[Zazie exhales]
[Lea] Mom?
These are my things.
If I want to give them away, I will!
-Those are nearly all new. -So, how much did you spend?
I think it's good you're into social activism now--
How come it isn't up to me? Why can't you just respect that?
Because we paid for them.
Do you know how long you nagged us about getting you this coat?
You have no right to just dump these things
because you developed a guilty conscience.
Now, come on!
Well, I'm glad I did.
Come on, Lea. Let's eat now.
You'll be late.
["Guilty Party" by Thunder Jackson playing]
[Björn] Why didn't you answer yesterday?
I left a bunch of messages.
Hey, I'm sorry, okay?
I had it on silent.
[Sophie] You have it on silent a lot.
Were you two out?
Sophie!
What?
Is this an interrogation, Björn?
Tell me the truth.
-I was in bed. -Come on! No, you weren't.
It's a fact.
You won't tell me because you're afraid to.
Tell you what?
-Oh, come on. Stop it, Lea, seriously! -Could you figure this out somewhere else?
If you were really happy with me, you wouldn't be avoiding me!
[whispers] Sorry.
[cell phone buzzes]
[Björn] Deafening silence.
[Björn] I see.
Why are you even going to the tournament with me, huh?
You don't care about tennis. I mean, it's shit. It's all shit!
Lea, what the hell is going on with you, huh?
What is wrong with you?
-Lea... -[tires screech]
[Björn] Lea!
-[Björn] What the hell? Are you crazy? -Let me out, Sophie.
-[Björn] What? -Let me out!
-Lea! -The middle of the road?
Lea, let's leave it.
Stay here, Lea. Seriously!
-[Sophie] What's going on? -Leave it.
-[Björn] Lea, this is so stupid! -Lea!
Jeez, talk to me at least!
[Björn] Sophie, get back in the car. We have the tournament.
[Sophie] Lea!
[Björn] Come on. Get back in the car.
[Rahim] What are you doing here?
-[Hagen] Hi. -Hi.
I thought you had a tennis match today?
Yeah, but this sounded better.
What did your boyfriend have to say?
Isn't he your tennis coach?
-Nobody owns this land? -[Rahim] No. No.
-[Hagen] Where's the entrance? -That way.
-[Hagen] It's freezing. -[Rahim laughs]
[Rahim] Get used to it.
[Hagen] No, seriously...
[dramatic music playing]
[Rahim] Just like home.
Only better!
-Where did they get all this stuff? -Most of it's just scrap metal.
-[Hagen] Cool. -[chuckles] Yeah.
-Come here a lot? -[Rahim] Yeah, as much as I can.
[girl] Hey, what's up? Looking for someone?
Hey. It's cool. They're with me.
Who are you?
Rahim.
Wait, I'm sorry...
[Rahim] You know me. You're Paula.
I'm... I mean, I DJ'ed here.
Hey, I'm not sure, man.
Hey, come on.
I've been here, like, five or six times... I guess.
Maybe it was two or three.
Chill, man! Mr. DJ, it's cool. Hey, you're all welcome here.
[Rahim laughs]
Shit, she always does that to me.
Now, come on. The best part is over here.
What are we waiting for?
-Hey, stop jumping. -Move aside. I'll show you how it's done.
[Rahim growls]
[Rahim whoops]
[Rahim grunts]
Now you guys! It's your turn.
[Rahim whoops]
Are you ready?
Okay.
One...
Two...
[both] Three!
[both whoop]
-[Rahim] Wasn't that awesome, man? -[Lea laughs]
Hey, if you're scared, we can go together.
I'm not scared, man.
Remember that.
[Rahim cheers]
I'll remember.
[Hagen yells]
[Lea] Yeah!
[panting]
[buzzer sounds]
[Tristan knocks]
Alright.
Evening.
Weekdays are 9:00 p.m. Weekends are 10:30 p.m.
-I'll make sure next time. -You'd better.
Or else, no more special privileges.
[machine beeps]
[guard] Come on, blow.
[machine beeps]
Thank you.
Come on. Let's move.
Reintegration, my ass.
See, I know a lost cause when I see one, and you were born for prison, boy.
[buzzer sounds]
[knocking]
On Monday, go to this place.
You'll get 300 grams to start with.
And then, we'll see.
Thank you, dude.
[exhales]
[guard] Get up!
Time to wake up!
See you later.
[door closes]
[inhales deeply]
-Yo, Tristan! Give her one for me! -For me, too, man!
Go get some!
[laughter]
-[Tristan] Benny sent me. -Uh-huh.
[Tristan] Hey!
Are you okay?
The battery's dead again.
Here, I'll help... if you... Can I help?
Why do you do this?
What? Help?
Hagen, Rahim, Zazie...
If it wasn't for you, I bet they wouldn't ever have spoken to each other.
Or you to them, right?
Yeah, I guess not.
Hey, I'm new. I need some friends. Is that cool?
Yeah.
What you said in the paper factory the other day...
Naivety is the only weapon against those assholes...
Do you believe that? Really?
[Tristan] I wouldn't have said it if I didn't.
Yeah, but smashing through glass won't change things.
It depends on whose window...
Tell me what's going on.
Tell me what's wrong, here and now.
How about that?
[Tristan] The burger joint?
Everyone knows how terrible they are, but they still eat at the place.
How about this?
What? What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Hold this. Meet me inside.
["Novocaine" by The Unlikely Candidates playing]
Attention, Happy Burgerz customers!
On behalf of the entire restaurant chain, please accept this apology.
I've been on the phone with headquarters.
No, no. Don't eat that. No. I'm sorry.
The food you're eating has been contaminated with red worm.
[customer] What?
I recommend you visiting your doctors as soon as possible. Do you understand?
-[customers retching] -Hey, don't eat that!
Hey, don't eat that.
As a token of our thanks for your understanding,
we'll be giving you all a voucher for one Double-Bacon Deluxe Burger.
Thank you and have a wonderful day.
PROUD OF OUR GERMANY! OUR COUNTRY, OUR VALUES!
[Tristan whoops]
[Lea whoops]
[Lea] Next time, I'll film it, post it online,
and 20,000 other people will do the same thing you did.
It would be easier that way.
Yeah.
Amen!
[Tristan whoops]
[laughing]
-[Tristan whoops] -[Rahim] Yeah, dude!
Come on, man!
[Hagen whoops]
["Hoodie X Chucks" by Ali As playing]
-[Tristan grunts] -[Hagen groans]
Where did you get those scars?
Got these in Hamburg.
I'd be afraid to see the other guy.
[Hagen] Were you part of the left-wing movement?
For a bit, yeah.
Cool.
[Rahim] Setting cars on fire, squatting, and stuff like that?
And stuff.
[Hagen] But you're 17. What did your parents say about it?
It was a while ago.
[Lea] Of course you'd say that.
We know nothing about you, but you know about us.
Hey, I hate to say it, but she's right, Tristan.
Ask your questions.
How come you left Hamburg, to begin with...?
Uh... I was looking for a home.
[Rahim] In Meppersfeld? Really?
[laughs]
-[laughter] -[bang]
Nice nest you've got, you rats!
[Lasse] We want the punk scumbag, the dirty Arab, and the fat one.
-The rest can fuck off. -Run. We're faster than them.
I'm not running.
Since our first kiss at school...
I've been thinking of you every day.
Yeah?
-[Rahim] Shit! -[boy] Hey!
You know, I think you really love me.
[Lasse grunts]
[grunting]
[Tristan] So, you wanna fight, or what?
[Lasse groans]
[Lasse] Let go of me, fucker!
[Marvin] Come on! Yeah?
[Tristan grunts] Come on!
[grunting]
Fuck!
[shouting and grunting]
[neo-Nazi] Get down there!
-[Zazie screaming] -[Hagen] Zazie! Come on.
[Zazie] Let me go!
-Leave him alone! Why are you doing this? -Let me go!
-[Hagen] It's pointless. -Let me help!
[Hagen] Calm down.
[Lasse] Get back here, motherfucker!
-Come here! -[Lea] What are you doing?
[Lasse screams]
[Lea groans]
[grunting]
-[Lasse] Get over here! -Are you okay? Are you hurt? [grunts]
[grunting and groaning]
[Lea shouting] No!
[Lasse gasping for air]
[Rahim] Tristan!
[Rahim in Arabic] Let him go!
[in English] It's not worth it, man.
[Lasse gasps for air]
Tell your comrades to fuck off, huh?
Huh?
Do it!
Get going, you son of a bitch!
[Lasse whistles]
Come on, comrades.
Yeah, man! Fuck off! This is our factory!
-[Hagen] Hey, we won! -[Tristan] We won!
[cheering]
Hey!
[cheering]
[Rahim] Hey, Paula!
-We did it! -[Hagen] Fuck off!
[laughter and heavy breathing]
[Zazie] We got rid of those Nazi shitheads.
[gasps] Hey, guys.
We should do this more.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Every damn day, yeah.
-Yeah! -[cheering]
Oh. What happened?
Ah, it's just a splinter.
[Hagen] May I?
Okay.
So, this might hurt a little.
Keep it open.
Don't do that. I'm concentrating.
I'm not doing anything.
[Zazie gasps from pain]
I'm sorry. We were fighting. I didn't want you to get hurt.
You shouldn't talk like that, Hagen.
I feel really good!
Want a beer?
Yeah.
Nah. No, thanks.
Your tennis coach, huh?
Yeah. A couple months ago when it began, I was pretty crazy about him.
And now?
I fear one of us may have changed quite a bit recently.
Mm-hmm.
And him? What's he like?
-[Lea] Björn? -Yeah.
He lives on his own...
drives a big car
and is studying to be...
a lawyer.
[Tristan laughs]
It's good you're not superficial.
[laughs]
Yeah, right?
[both laugh]
He doesn't get hell-bent on anything.
Or make anyone puke.
Or ever punch them.
And... for that, does Björn win points or lose points?
Come on. Do you think Lasse's political views were shaken today?
Or is it just a bit to impress the girls?
So, it's working?
[Rahim] Yo, what's up?
For the first time in years, I'm not scared of those fucking fascists.
It feels so damn good.
Yeah, man.
-To victory. -[Hagen] To victory.
-To victory. -[Rahim] To victory.
-[Lea] Cheers. -[Rahim] Cheers.
Sorry, guys. I have to go.
-That soon? -[Rahim] Yo, wait.
-We can walk with you, dude. -[Tristan] No, man. I'm good.
[Rahim] I want to know where you live.
-[Lea] Me, too. -Yeah, and I don't wanna be alone here.
-[Tristan] Okay. -[Rahim] You're stuck with us!
Okay, come with me, but make it fast. I have to go now.
-[Lea] Look in front of you. -[Hagen] I am looking in front.
[Zazie whoops]
PROUD OF OUR GERMANY
Shit. Those fucking Nazi bastards are all over the place.
-[Zazie] We were stronger than them today. -Yeah, man!
We kicked those Nazis in the ass!
[Zazie] Yeah.
[Rahim] And today will go down in history!
Don't you think so?
-What? -Sure.
[Rahim] Today will go down in history.
Yeah, sure.
[Rahim whoops]
-[Hagen whoops] -[Zazie] Yeah!
[Zazie whoops]
Faster!
Is this place where you...?
Really?
[Hagen] Oh, wow.
I get it if you...
don't want to hang out with a criminal.
[Lea] How come you're allowed outside?
I'm in till I finish high school.
After that, they will let me out.
And... what exactly did you do?
Bus fare evasion.
[laughter]
Yeah, come on!
You know,
I haven't seen your houses...
but...
I think yours is the best.
[Rahim chuckles]
See you tomorrow.
Okay, I've got to go now.
-[buzzer sounds] -Look at that.
What now?
["Golden Nights" by Eau Rouge playing]
[guard] Lights out!
HACKE & ABT ARMS FACTORY FLOOR PLAN, DRAFT II
[Lea's mother] Where were you?
I was out.
Yeah, and where did you come from?
From outside.
-Night. -[Lea's mother] Good night.
Yeah...
[breathes deeply]
[Tristan] I had a dream about you.
We were in the garden.
You remind me of a fox, Tristan.
Beautiful and clever.
And wild.
[knocking on door]
Broch, off your ass!
WE'RE STARTING A WAVE
What are you doing? [laughs]
[murmuring]
-[Hagen] Good morning. -Did you do this?
I have no idea who did it, but it's very cool.
-[Tristan] Where's Zazie? -I don't know.
Guys, I'm here!
Fuck!
-[Hagen] Wow. -[Rahim] Awesome!
Were you at fashion week, or what?
Can I just...?
[laughs]
So cool!
Just calm down.
Was it you guys?
Maybe.
Yeah, or maybe not.
[girl] How did they get up there?
Stupid.
Do you like it?
A bit, yeah.
-Sweet. -Yeah.
Okay. Next plan - what do we do?
-[Lea] I have an idea. -[Tristan] Uh-huh?
But this will get us a lot of attention.
How about this Saturday?
-[Hagen] Uh-huh. -I can't. I have a tennis game.
[laughter]
[bell rings]
[Rahim] Come on. I'm taking a picture.
-[Lea] Do you want me to hold that? -Yeah, thanks.
Here we go.
[chattering]
[girl] A selfie...
[girl #2] I don't wanna be late, okay?
-[Hagen] What do you have in mind? -[Lea] Do you have trash bags?
[Hagen] What for?
-[Lea] Just bring a few. -[Rahim] Tell us what you're planning.
-[Lea] Let's say tomorrow around noon. -[Rahim] Okay.
[All] Get rid of plastic! No more plastic!
[all whoop]
[Rahim] Get rid of the trash!
[Tristan] What's up, everybody?
What you see here is the plastic waste that each of you creates in a single week.
You should all think about it!
Yeah!
[cheering]
[whooping]
[cheering]
[Zazie] Shame on you guys!
[upbeat music playing]
[all whooping]
-[Lea] Get rid of shitty plastic! -[Tristan] No more plastic!
[all whooping and cheering]
[laughter]
-Oh, man. Look at that! -[laughter]
-And I thought we were cool, but that... -So cool.
-Nice! -Wait, look at that one.
[laughter]
-That guy reminds me of you. -Of me? That guy?
Yeah.
[upbeat music playing]
[buzzer sounds]
-That's not fair... -[Tristan] Sorry.
-Am I on time? -Give me a second.
-Am I? -Are you good?
Come on. Get in there.
Sorry.
Yeah, we've got a new kid now.
But anyway...
I would really, really appreciate it if you could do it for me.
I'm here at work.
Yeah?
Sorry, but I can't do anything about it if my colleague's sick again.
I'm the one sitting here...
Yeah. See you later. Bye.
[Tristan] Good night.
Sweet dreams.
[buzzer sounds]
[guard] Evening. Go ahead.
[guard] Lights out!
[Lea] Hey, Tristan said to meet at the underground parking lot at 12:00.
[Hagen] Okay. I'll park the camper across the street.
[Rahim] Okay. This is gonna be insane, guys.
[Zazie] Are you scared, you wuss?
[Rahim chuckles]
[Rahim] No way, man.
[Hagen] What do you think will happen if we get caught?
[Zazie] I don't know. Probably, nothing too bad.
[Lea] Hey, guys, if we post this online, it could really go through the roof.
[Rahim] Does anyone know where Tristan is?
Yo, yo!
[laughter]
I thought you weren't coming for a bit.
[laughter]
[Hagen] So...
["New Boo" by Kwamie Liv playing]
[Tristan] You can still change your minds and go back home.
[Rahim] For what?
To cram for the next math test?
Get killed in Fortnite alone?
-Maybe we should think it through. -Let's act, not think.
Let's go in there.
Last chance. Are you really sure about this?
It's what you were saying all along...
We believe what we say and do what we believe.
I wasn't sure if you were actually listening.
Come on.
Viva la revolución.
Yeah!
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