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Young girls outside the big city on a weekend

They are still apprenticed and underage.

Are all young girls like these girls, who live their lives without thinking?

We don't think so.

Our movie will try to provide information about this topic.

Apprentice Girl Report.

Good.

Now in red.

Laws for the protection of the youth were made to

protect girls like Annemarie Garde from moral threats.

She's 15, but often these dangers are provoked by the youths themselves.

The girl is very beautiful, right?

She knows too.

Her mother, full with doting love for her, tells her often enough.

Bring me the silver fabric.

No wonder that Annemarie overestimates herself beyond measure.

And proves her irresistibility on the job every day.

Don't put on a show.

Hurry up, my pin cushion is empty.

Of course she's wearing her short skirts, hot pants

and slinky sweaters not because of the colleagues.

It's her goal to win the manager's heart.

That's him. Mr. Wilms.

Yes, and in between the red skirt of a horseman.

Okay.

There was a fluff.

Yes, all right. Thanks.

You're welcome.

Do you think he likes her?

Who?

I think she desperately needs something between her legs.

For sure.

Make sure that she's wearing pants during work.

- Long trousers, of course. - Okay.

Too hot for him.

Who is your date tonight?

You don't know him. He has a great car and wanted to take me out for a real treat.

Whatever.

I hope you don't fall into a trap with your levity.

- Can you scrub my back? - I'd love to.

What you told me of your Mr. Wilms.

What is a chief designer?

What do you think of this?

Well..

Mrs. Kramer on the third floor knows the photographer. He's always looking for new models.

Think of you in the newspapers.

This would be great. Then I could quit my stupid job.

Right.

Is it good?

Looking at you, you could be a movie star.

Ouch! Ouch!

Are you hurt?

Yes, I think I twisted my ankle. Ouch!

Where does it hurt?

Here and there.

And there, too.

All right, come.

I bet he'll fuck her.

- For sure. - You don't want to?

Ouch!

Admit that you don't have any pain at all.

You're putting up a show.

And if?

I should give you a clip round the ear for this.

Just do it.

- Listen to me, girl. - Yes?

I don't know who told you that beautiful legs and

beautiful breasts are enough to sleep with a man.

Maybe he'll do the favor if he doesn't have anything else to do.

Anything else?

To tempt a man... a woman needs to spark his imagination.

He shall see something special in her, something unique.

And not a...

disposable article.

I never thought that you could be so mean.

What you carry between your beautiful legs is absolutely not unique.

And now we'll forget this affair. Agreed?

I tell you he wore her out, but in another way than she thought.

We should help the girl, don't you agree?

The immature pussy only leads to stains on the trousers.

Oh, Annemarie, the manager wants to talk to you.

- Really? - But not in the office.

In the workshop.

Mr. Wilms.

What is it? What are you doing here?

What is this about? Are you mad?

We just noticed that your blood pressure is too high.

We wanted to help you get it back to normal.

Leave me alone or I'll call for help.

A running pussy must be annoying.

You're mean. Leave me alone.

Just relax.

I don't want to.

We're as good as the manager. Undress yourself.

Let me go.

Just let me go.

Don't make a fuss. It will happen either way.

I don't know what you got against some hot-water bags.

Help!

You'll see. Better than stroking.

- Me first. - No.

- No. Me! - I'm already hard.

Mine is also hard.

No!

Come on. Spread your legs.

Hold her firm! Here we go.

That's it!

Hurry up or I can't do it when it's my turn.

Now I'm a horny dog.

She's beginning to like it.

She just twitched.

Let's go.

I'll help you out if you want to be fucked again.

The poor guidance from her mother, her own immaturity

and maybe the lack of help from the people around her,

will combine to cause emotional trauma in Annemarie.

Because of this case our reporter talked to a

public welfare worker in the youth welfare office.

We can only interfere if the girl is under 16 years old or

in a case of illicit sexual relations with dependants, but this is a case for justice.

Okay, and in which cases can you interfere?

If an apprentice girl suddenly quits, leaves or skips

her apprenticeship or shows behavioral problems.

Then we try to find the reasons.

In most cases the family home, the social conditions are the cause.

Sometimes it sufficient to leave the area to get things back in order.

Do you mean the corrective training?

For us that's the last solution.

Nice blouse.

Does it hurt?

Quite the contrary.

This is Marianne Haupt.

She's 16 years old and the oldest of eight kids.

Her parents, the father works in a coal mine,

want her to have a life better than theirs.

They believe that she'll make acquaintances,

and make connections in a barbershop.

Work is really fun here, you know.

A bit shorter.

It was Mr. Beck's idea to let his ladies work in transparent blouses.

He is the shop owner.

Mr. Beck is happy, as you can see. His business is doing well.

With such a sight the pants become tight.

- Just close your eyes and start to dream. - Of tonight?

We can go out for dinner?

The boss doesn't care that Marianne is underage.

If the trade control objects to the transparent blouses...

The small fine is worth the benefits.

At 7 o'clock around the corner. A silver-gray Alfa-Romeo.

I know a nice, cozy bar.

A white Mercedes coup� with blue cushions.

A blue DeTomaso.

I'm really asking myself why a girl like you is still working in the barbershop.

Now just tell me that you want me to become an actress. I've heard that a lot.

I'm talking about a job where you can make a lot of money.

And you'll have a lot of leisure time.

That sounds better. What kind of job?

I'll call you.

Now you can tell me. You just told me the story about a job to go to bed with me.

Not at all.

I told you about my friend. A real ladies' man.

Could be! How do I come in?

We're managing a trade fair agency. First class customers.

Only good people from industry and finance who fork over money.

- How do I fit in? - We place escorts.

Sometimes outside of fair hours.

I get it. You're a small time pimp, right?

I overheard the 'small time'!

Our firm is first class. 150 marks per hour an escort.

Scumbag!

150?

And you cool your heels for lousy 150 bucks in your shop.

Babe, you can be your own boss in two years.

That means if you're still interested in a barbershop.

I realized that you're made for this job.

Not every girl is as good as you in bed. You're beautiful, too.

You would be stupid if you don't make this money.

Good morning.

What's biting you, Marianne? You're getting more and more late every morning.

You don't count the days I had to stay longer.

Watch what you say! Recently you...

If you have only complaints I'll leave.

That's just what I needed! You signed a training contract.

Do you adhere to the law? You know for sure

that I'm not allowed to be topless as a minor.

All right! Relax.

Do you want more money?

What I need is another free afternoon. Right now

is the construction fair with all the purchasers.

This time, maybe out of a feeling of guilt, Mr. Beck

did what seemed right to him in this situation.

He got in touch with Marianne's parents, but they also couldn't do much.

Her daughter didn't come home after the talk with her master.

Why are you so unhappy?

This way I could do it myself.

I told you to massage with the mouth.

But it wasn't agreed.

Stupid, now I already came.

First you read about hot chicks in the newspaper

then you're here and it's worse than at home.

Why didn't you please the mister as he required?

Help.

Tomorrow...better with my wife...

Don't think that you're something special, honey.

There are hundreds of girls like you.

There, it wasn't worth much more.

Remember!

OK, honey.

Now get ready and put some new mascara on.

The next time, you do your job as you're asked.

Our report was talking to a representative from the office

for public order about the prostitution of teenagers.

A line between professionals and amateurs can no longer be drawn nowadays.

A lot of teenagers have a job and are earning as call girls or in a

massage salon, or on a holiday trip, or in a new car, sometimes even their own study.

Then the young hairdresser is no isolated case.

You see, the girls nowadays become sexually active very early

and you can't forbid them to have a boyfriend or one after another.

From there to picking a boyfriend because he has a fat wallet is only a small step.

In other words, your possibilities are limited.

At least when incapable of crime.

When the parents fail we can only put the girls in an institution

and you know best how good the reform chances are there.

With this bricklayer's apprentice one doesn't need to worry that something goes wrong.

but Franziska K�ck, known as Fr�nzi, has other problems.

Will it work, Mrs. Builder?

Built like she is, she can do other things. She'll lay you out with one hand.

I wouldn't mind.

Ouch, right in the balls.

Do you think I want my balls polished?

Watch out!

That's what you get! You better stay with us.

Serves her right!

Bastard!

Watch out, you whore. I'll tear up your ass.

I'm hungry.

Fr�nzi's father owns a construction business she has to take over one day.

To avoid any favoritism he sent her to a friend for apprenticeship.

She's not eating with everyone.

She'll become cheaper.

I'll put a big load between her legs. You can count on that.

I'd prefer a mouse hole.

The chick is already on my list.

Do you think you can nail her?

- Want to bet? - I'm curious.

One crate of beer.

Hey, honey, I heard you're very gifted in music.

How about playing the flute after work?

Play with yourself. I'm not here as a musician. Am I?

Not hungry today?

Mom gave you something for sure.

Something to make you strong again.

Now think again. Which one do you prefer to play with?

Bitch!

You can take it home to your wife.

How about that crate of beer?

Wait, she'll come here on her knees.

I guarantee you this.

It's no picnic to be a young girl in a male profession.

Fr�nzi needs to become accepted if she wants to stay.

But how?

Good evening!

There you are! Get ready, Fr�nzi. We're eating in five minutes.

I'm coming.

- You're limping. Did something happen? - It was nothing.

I'll take a shower. It was very hot today.

Hurry up or the meal gets cold.

Fr�nzi is in her year of apprenticeship, just before the certification exam.

She won't tell her apprentice's employer about today's events.

There are many ways to bully a apprentice who can't defend himself.

From now on it will be hell for her on the building site.

So, you'll render the ceiling. Evenly!

Otherwise I'll let you work all night long.

I'll do my best.

I hope so.

Shit.

I'll teach you!

Damn it!

I'll give you what for!

Asshole.

That's it! The rendering can't stick.

I guess the apprentice must have spilled a bucket of water.

You're completely wet, girl.

Up there I mean.

You're very dirty.

Actually you're a nice man.

There we go.

Well, how about the two of us?

- Tonight? - When?

- At 9 o'clock? - Where?

In the basement?

- Okay. - Fine.

Hello.

Hello. How can I help you?

- Do you have itching powder? - Of course. A lot of it.

Then give me half a pound.

Half a pound? Are you going to an election meeting?

No, don't worry. Could you please mix it with a little sneezing powder?

Did you say sneezing powder? A bit strange.

Anyway. The customer is always right.

Fr�nzi is prepared in every respect.

She also brought a bit of juniper schnapps to the rendezvous.

Hopefully he won't notice that she put a huge

dose of sleeping pills into the juniper schnapps.

- Did anyone see you? - No.

I always knew that you like me.

I couldn't show you in front of the others.

- A drink? - No.

Better duck down. A downpour will come.

I'm more into hard stuff.

Gosh!

Nothing for me?

A bagful.

- Anything wrong? - Sorry.

Stop it. I don't like it this way.

Huh? You're into something different?

Completely nude. That's way better.

As you wish. I got a huge hard-on.

I promise you.

Watch your mouth. Never make a promise that you can't keep.

- You'll see. - Really?

I haven't been this hot in a while. Lay down, baby. I'll polish you.

Sorry. It's not that bad.

I didn't know that you can be so tender with your sweet fingers.

- Ass! - Huh?

It's nothing.

It's nothing.

Fr�nzi, you sweet, swift mouse.

- You... - Yes?

- Is it in? - No?

It's not outside. Where is it?

Sorry.

- Look who's coming, guys. - Did he get robbed during the night?

Stupid assholes! Back to work.

Did he play the Easter bunny? Hiding eggs?

The girl really gives it to him.

He seems to have pubic lice.

Fr�nzi, take a look.

You know something about this?

Maybe he had too much fire in his pants and put them outside.

That's pretty drastic, what you did, Fr�nzi.

At least I don't need to worry about you anymore.

But who can help himself? Sadly, Fr�nzi is one of the few exceptions.

Our reporter was interviewing an examiner of the trade control.

You're taking care of compliance of the legislation

of the youth Occupational Safety and Health Act.

Particularly to make sure that the youth are not exposed to

physical and ethical dangers. What are you doing?

We're controlling the health labor conditions of the firms.

and making sure that the working hours are kept, especially the rest periods.

How can you find out that a youth is in ethical danger?

For example, if he works in a dubious bar.

No, I mean in a normal firm.

We can only intervene if we hear something.

- For example if a youth complains. - Does this happen often?

Most complain because of money.

But that's the business of the labor union, which negotiated the tariff.

This is Loni Probst, 15 years old. She wanted to become a goldsmith.

But her parents couldn't support her.

Can I nibble on you?

- Something special? - No, just sagging breasts.

People are buying this crap. Must be batshit crazy.

Let me see.

You're hoping to learn something?

Is it really perversion? Please don't believe that oral or anal sex is abnormal.

- What's that? - Mr. Kofler?

Do you know what oral and anal sex means?

You can visit me tonight, if you want to know.

You would like that, wouldn't you?

Oral is when I put something in your mouth.

Swine.

- Anal is when I'm serving you from behind. - That's fun?

A few like it.

You can give it a try.

Mr. Kofler, what are you doing?

I just took it from them, mister foreman.

Didn't I tell you that's none of your business what's being printed here?

I thought that's for the public.

You're here to learn printing and not reading.

- You're not good at learning anyhow. - We'd like to, but no one lets us.

You're lazy. All of you.

Wait a minute, chief. The new edition is ready for shipping.

This vocational college has 65 students.

High school classes are in general not 1/3 of this size.

40 percent of the apprentice positions are still open.

About 1500 teachers are missing.

Instead of 10 to 12 weekly hours, only half are held.

He said, but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also.

What is this supposed to teach us?

Times were different back then. People took faith seriously.

You're done if you don't fight back.

Christ teaches love.

So far we only got to know one kind of love. Look what's being printed in our factory.

Wow, I'll take that one home.

Of course, it occurs to the priest that something must happen.

He could go to the youth welfare office, which will send a social welfare worker.

But will he really change anything?

What are you looking for?

There must be some leftovers from yesterday or did you throw the bottle away?

You already drank it.

A father who worries only about the next bottle,

a mother who gave up and always goes to the priest for advice.

Hello.

Come on, give me the money.

Well?

- I desperately need a pair of shoes. - Give me the money.

That's all?

Come on or do you need some?

- Don't commit a sin, father. - Shut up!

Where are you going?

Shit!

- Where are the others? - They already left.

Get on.

Ouch! Not so fast.

- Did you see my babe? - Someone else might be nailing her.

Hello.

Asshole.

You won't steal my babe.

You won't hit me again. I'll destroy your face.

Filthy jerk!

The assholes are killing each other.

Tim!

Tim!

You're here for the first time. What are you doing?

I'm a printer apprentice and still need to go to vocational college.

- You'll only learn shit there. - You're a rocker, too?

Yes, but I'll leave soon.

Running away?

Whatever. You won't be someone unless you kiss people's asses.

Yes, chief! Thanks, chief! Please, chief!

Where do you want to go? It's the same everywhere.

I got my bike. If I don't like it, I'll go somewhere else.

I've always wanted to go to... where does Queen Sirikit live?

I'll show you on the map. Will you visit me someday?

I got a place, right behind the bridge.

- I don't know. - Yes, you mean.

Trouble's brewing! The factory inspectorate called

and wants to know if we print indecent writings.

- Get the babes. - Okay.

You know � 37 of the youth Occupational Safety and Health Act sub paragraph 1.

Employing youths in indecent work is forbidden.

Why did you look at this smut?

I know you don't care about the books you produce--Mao or porn.

And the New Testament.

I'll tell you one thing. I'll call the tunes here.

I'll give you a lot of extra work for the stolen magazine.

I'll fire you for the next little incident.

Loni didn't want to wait. She left on her own.

After three days she was wanted by the police and the youth welfare office.

Istanbul, Teheran, India. I'm a bit afraid.

We'll make it to Vienna with our money.

As a well-trained technician I'll can help myself. Wait a minute. It's us now.

Tim, you only got one plate?

So far I don't need more.

Oh Tim, if we could make it. Our own firm.

Maybe somewhere I'll open a nice little boutique for jewelry and souvenirs.

Then we would have enough to live.

Do you think I can't feed a woman?

A little twerp like you.

- How long does it take? - Are you that hungry?

- Yes, hungry for you. - Oh Tim. And the food?

You have a nice body.

Tim, I always wanted this. Someone who completely belongs to me.

You'll never be alone again.

No, oh, Tim.

Who's coming? Oh god! The police!

That's all we needed! What do they want?

- I don't know. - Get dressed.

Yes, where's my sweater? Oh, there.

Police! Open up!

- Don't let them in, Tim. - Open up or we'll break the door.

They mustn't get me.

Our information is right.

- Are you Loni Probst? - Yes.

Did you know that she's only 15 years old?

We never talked about this?

Then get ready to come with us.

No dirty tricks?

Considering her domestic environment, Loni won't get around corrective training.

Was it really that inevitable?

In a trade school our reporter talked to a so-called youth spokesman.

The youth trust him. They come to him with their wishes and complaints.

How is it possible that so few trade school pupils qualify for other secondary schools?

Sadly, trade school is controlled by the firms.

4/5 of the education is in the hands of the entrepreneurs, who are interested in

exploiting the full workforce of the apprentices.

Don't the career counselors warn the young people

about taking a job that offers no prospects?

If someone explicitly asks about this, but you mustn�t go to the career counseling.

What test must such a apprentice girl do before joining an occupation?

None. Only a health certificate from the public health officer is needed.

I'm broken.

In this amateur pilot pub Jutta Klenk, 16 years old, hotel

management apprentice, is earning her pocket money.

She always had a weak spot for aviation.

Until now she hasn't been allowed to fly.

Don't think that all student pilots behave this way.

No, no, if someone does his first solo flight...

Here Jutta, take it.

Oh, sorry.

Don't you have eyes in your head?

I'll pay for this crash landing. Better bring in more supplies.

I don't like this in front of all the people.

You're right. It's better to be stick together in a case like this.

Jutta's wink is misinterpreted by most people.

It's not coquetry, but a nervous tic

that shows when she feels insecure.

Tell me, I want to ask you something...

When is the closing time of this place? I could take you home with my car.

To have a breakdown in a lonely place?

No, thanks.

Of course. It's too uncomfortable in the car. We could go to my place.

Sorry, but I wanted to invite the lady.

Invite? Invite for what? For a training flight?

Do you think I'm afraid of flying with him?

Better confide to an old expert, before he screws it up.

No way! Such a dirty trick!

Which plan shall we take?

Cessna? Piper?

I don't have much experience when it comes to the type.

The story is pretty easy.

He's doing good with the babe.

- That's unfair. - But well done.

- Watch out, Sepp! - Get down!

Shall we proceed here or are you willing to go to bed with me?

No way.

This doesn't look too good.

- Call an ambulance. - I'm running.

Hello? Anybody here?

Jutta! Jutta! Tell me, was there a bang?

No, it didn't come that far. Such an idiot. He wanted to fuck for a free flight.

Have you ever done it?

You want to know for sure, right?

I just wanted to say that I'd like to do it with you.

If you want to do it.

Do what?

A little flight to see how great this really is.

What?

Flying.

Really? After what just happened?

By the way, where is Weber the blowhard?

He's sitting in the broken plane and smoking a cigarette.

Flying with me is completely different. I'm more for the relaxed way.

I don't know.

There are reasons why the young man wants to start very early.

Firstly, he doesn't own a pilot's license, and secondly the plane is club property.

Anyhow it would have been a good idea to check if there is enough gas in the tank.

But Dieter is not the first one to be blinded by love.

Wow, awesome!

I can see something when flying with you.

The bags are to your right if you have to throw up.

You fly low so beautifully.

Empty!

You already want to stop? Too bad!

"Want" is a big understatement.

You...did...a...great...touch down.

What do you want...the bar was very...

I didn't know that you never... I must have been a big idiot.

I love you.

When you blink your eyes... I was thinking...

I'm only blinking when I'm excited.

The same with me. I start to stutter when...

- Just like the engine. - Right.

Next one, please.

Hold your breath.

Our reporter talked to one of the medical advisors of the health department.

A lot of people, especially older ones, think today's youth is too precocious.

Some use expressions like dissolute or spoiled.

The present generation is not better or worse than the previous one.

It's speaking more freely about things.

This is shocking for the older generation.

Sadly also our lawmakers are part of it. They want to withhold the pill from the youth

and threaten parents with the antiquated law that forbids

their teenage daughter to take her boyfriend to bed.

- Boundaries need to be set. - But where?

Many 14-year-olds already have sexual experience,

a third of all 16-year-olds have regular intercourse.

Their partners without exception risk a prison sentence,

as long as they are in the age of criminal responsibility.

Are you saying that child protection laws are redundant?

Just outdated. Minors should be protected from people who abuse their dependence.

Aside from that, they should be able to make their own choices.

One of these cases is Elsa Wagenf�r.

Her parents accommodated her in a apprentice home.

She's a bit lost in the big city.

Her new friendship with the bank trainee Tony also doesn't make things easier.

- Well, could you already settle in a bit? - Yes.

Miss Schmitke, department manager. By the way:

She has a soft spot for beautiful young girls.

That's Tony.

They both like each other.

Hi, I had to clean up. That's why it took a bit longer.

- Where are we going? - Just walking a bit.

- Going for a walk is no fun. - Do you want some ice cream?

Okay.

- I want to be alone with you just once. - Me too.

- A whole night? - Oh Tony, you know...

I know. Lockdown at 11 o'clock. Saturday and Sunday you must be at your parents' place.

- A quarter to. I must leave. - And if you don't go home at once?

- We could go camping. I'll bring a tent. - What do I tell my parents?

Anything. You're playing volleyball and there's an away game.

I'd like to be with you.

But you know...

- Ciao. - Ciao.

A whole night with Tony. She can't sleep because of the excitement.

She's never been with a man before. Will she need a nightdress?

No need for it in a tent, but what if they go swimming?

She has no bikini, just a worn swimsuit.

Come in.

What is it, Elsa?

I wanted to ask...I need an advance.

- What for? - Not much, maybe 30 marks.

You know that this is not common with apprentices.

I mean, if you really need the money I can give you some.

No thanks, better not.

Look here. The cup is well-made.

How about this one?

I don't like this quilting. Do you have something else?

Here I have a exclusive model.

- Don't you want to try it? - Yes, I'd like to.

Take it with you to the changing room. You'll see...

What do you say, our little Miss Don't Touch Me?

- Who knew? - Please, Miss Schmitke.

I have to report this.

This was the first time and if I promise this will never happen again?

I'll have to think about this. Come to me after closing time. You know where I live?

Yes.

What am I going to do with you?

Did you think about the responsibility I will bear if I don't report you?

But it'll never happen again, Miss Schmitke. I promise you.

- If just don't like you that much. - Yes?

You must have noticed.

Of course you noticed. Come.

Just be a little nice and everything will be forgotten.

May I go now?

Of course you can go

but I'd be happy if you stay a bit longer. Or are you afraid of me?

That would be stupid.

Do you consider this so disgusting that you want to go?

But you don't need to say anything. You're so young.

Stay! Stay!

I want to see your body. See you naked. Feel you.

I want to kiss you.

I've never done this before.

Just let me do it. Relax.

It'll be gorgeous for you.

Do you like it?

You sweet little pussy.

My beloved little silly. I'll never report you.

It'll always be that beautiful.

- Do you want to? - Yes.

- You're different today. What is it? - Nothing.

- Are you afraid of tonight? - Afraid?

I'll be careful. I'll promise.

- Maybe I shouldn't have come. - I thought you like me?

I was looking forward to you.

Our reporter talked to a representative of the Chamber of Industry and Commerce.

Tell me. For sure there are encroachments that force to you to intervene.

Encroachments? They don't happen here.

Okay, let's say: What kinds of irregularities are you responsible for?

For example, training flaws or apprentices that do improper work or... Excuse me.

Berger. Yes, boss.

Of course, boss.

And if apprentice girls are involved in piecework without proper payment?

Personally I've never heard of such cases.

Could it be that apprentice girls consider complaints to be useless?

Foreman Krutke leads a dozen employees.

But he's under the command of his daughter Josefa, who leads the shop and accounting.

Look, the solder needs to flow this way.

There. It's done this way.

I got it.

How's it going, Karin?

Make sure that no bad solder joints occur.

- Okay? - Yes.

Don't let the conducting paths become too hot. Be careful.

Yes, that's good.

Father, you wanted to send me someone who can

help me in the kitchen. One needs to go shopping.

Otherwise there will be hot air with noodles for lunch.

Lilo shall go.

Why Lilo? I need her here or I'll get stuck.

- Then you'll go, Gabrielle. - Don't bother. I'll go.

Always the same shit. How can we reach our efficiency

pay if the girls always have to do other stuff?

You're loaded down like a donkey. Did you at least grab some money?

No way. The old man keeps the books.

Too bad. Are we going to the beat shack tonight?

I don't know. I'm already tired. The old man wears me out.

Hey, that's my job.

Somebody home?

Karl is next door.

- Thanks and come back. - Bye.

The lady is already back from shopping.

You were hanging around with some of your guys, right?

You're just jealous that you don't have one.

Getting cheeky. Tonight you will make up for the time you wasted.

I wouldn't touch your guys with a ten-foot pole.

Krutke's special favorite is Karin Hohmann.

Look. I'll show you how to do it. Watch out.

- Yes, I got it. - Finally, why are you moving away from me?

How can I work if your fat belly is in my way?

Why don't you like the belly? He cost a lot of money.

Especially the extra overtime. I'm not getting paid for these.

You'll get paid. I'll promise.

A kiss first. As prepayment.

Do you call this cleaning up? There's still a lot of dirt in the corner.

I'll always have to keep an eye on you.

If you're so good at it, why don't you scrub yourself?

Being cheeky instead of being grateful for learning so much here.

Your cheekiness will vanish.

If you think you're here for recreation, you're wrong.

Life's not easy at the bottom.

Because of all the solder there's no relay. What if everyone did such crappy work?

I'll remove this mess from your pay.

Sloppiness is over. It's getting tough now.

This can't be right. The idiot subtracted 16 bucks from your pay. They're stupid.

Go to the labor union or factory inspectorate. They'll whip the old man into shape.

Labor union.

He'll come up with something else. There's just one thing to do.

Castrate!

You almost got it.

Come in.

- What is it Karin? - I'll need more tubes later.

- Actually I don't need any. - So?

I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry about the soldering iron. Really.

I knew that you're a reasonable girl.

But what if someone sees us?

- No one will come in the next 15 minutes. - I would die.

No girl ever died of this. To the contrary!

- What is it? - Wasn't there someone:

Nobody. One moment. I'm almost ready.

Better to close the door.

If you think so.

What are you doing here?

We just want to see if you need some help, foreman.

- We can also get your daughter. - Miss Josefa will help you for sure.

All right, you'll all get something. But you need to be quiet.

This is a bit more expensive. First overtime payment.

Participation in the efficiency pay of the apprentices,

fixed working hours and hiring of a cleaner.

All right. Something else?

Yes, a joint work outing. We'll tell you the place.

Where's Krutke?

Oh, Mr. Krutke. You don't need this.

Get him!

Let me down.

Wretched swine!

- Just like I imagined! - Really ugly.

Like a semolina pudding on stilts.

Help!

Let me go.

- What is it, Krutke? - When I'll get them.

Help!

Leave me alone.

Hey, are you the chairman of the nudist colony?

Yes.

Look what the old sex maniac is doing with the girl.

Did the gentleman bother you?

What? I didn't do anything.

Don't trust him. He's a dirty old man.

I watched him. He's been after the girl from the beginning.

You slob, I you know. I didn't do anything. Ask the other girls.

I need your name and address first. You should be ashamed.

- Stop! - Let him go.

He can't harm us anymore. He's our foreman. Without him the trip is no fun.

- Look at him. - Not a pleasant view.

That's what he deserves. Look how he runs.

Translated by Kiba. Proofread by MrGrindhouse.