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Ibrahim?

Ibrahim?

Yes, brother?

Everything okay?

Yeah, everything's fine.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

Good night.

Good night.

This way. You're good.

Salah, where can we park these pallets?

We have another shipment coming.

Have you heard from Ibrahim?

No, I still haven't.

He thinks he can play games.

If you don't hear from him by this evening,

have your guys pay his family a visit.

Yes, sir.

As you wish, Mister Karami.

So, what did Cousin Khaled go to jail for?

It was for a drug charge.

And what exactly is he doing now?

Training.

We'll go and see him soon.

Wanna tell me what happened yesterday?

A few guys were being jerks and got what they deserved.

Is that what you'll tell your mother?

What do you think?

That's why I told her I fell.

And your friend who picked you up yesterday, how do you know him?

Well, for starters, I wouldn't call him a friend.

He's one of the guys who is responsible

for getting me here safely.

It came at a cost, though.

Brother, look. I don't need to know

everything that happens in your life.

But there's one thing you have to promise me.

That you won't do anything that puts my children at harm,

or threaten what I've worked hard to build here.

That's it.

Alright, sure thing. Stop worrying.

I swear it.

All I'm asking for is a little more time.

Soon, you'll understand.

No problem... brother.

Yallah, finish... finish.

Come sit at the table.

- Oh, awesome. - Breakfast is ready.

Come and eat. - Ooh, nice, nice.

They never allowed me to write to you.

I'm here now, though.

I promise you I'll make sure things are good for our family.

- Can we go, Mom? - See that?

I'm bored.

"We'll help you return."

I just got here, and they want to send me back already, huh?

That won't happen as long as you just say

what I told you to say.

Then there won't be any problems.

Okay, this looks good so far.

Last name, first name and date of birth, birthplace.

All here. Do you have any priors on record?

- Priors? - Mm-hmm.

- Oh, no. - Yes, he does.

He has priors on his record because he was politically persecuted.

Oh, I understand.

Can you tell me the number again?

Manu, can you hand me a pen? This one's not working.

All right.

We just need to write down here

how you were persecuted, why, and by who.

Do you have proof of any kind?

A letter, a photo, something like that?

- A newspaper article? - Wait, um...

She needs details, like who it was that was persecuting you.

Tell her about that friend of yours,

the one you went to school with.

- Karim? - Karim.

Right, um, my letter was printed by the newspaper...

where I, you know, spoke out against the government.

- So you're a journalist? - Yes.

- Yes. - No. He's not a journalist.

No, I'm not, no. How do you say...

I'm, uh, a s...

You know, a socialism person?

- Socialist? - Socialist.

- Mm-hmm. - Right.

Okay. And do you have a passport?

Oh, um, we're Mhallami.

So... The Lebanese, they, you know...

I see, I see, they didn't give you a passport. Mm-hmm.

- Yes. - Okay.

So, in that case then,

all I need to get is two signatures from you.

One right there, and the other one here.

Just do it. Sign it.

- Are you sure? - Sign it.

And date it.

Uh... it doesn't work.

Oh, is that one not working? Here you go.

Thanks.

- Great. - Mm-hmm.

This will suspend your deportation.

- Is he living with you? - Yeah, he's staying with us.

Yes? Then I can give him stamps today.

Will you explain the stamps to him?

- Yes. - 60, 80, 100.

Here you go. Okay?

And I'll see you again in two months, all right?

All right. Thank you so much.

- You're welcome. - Bye, now.

Goodbye.

You've been here for eight years, huh?

- Mm-hmm. - And every other month

you have to go back there you said?

Furthermore, the height of A is equal to Leg B

and the height of B is equal to Leg A.

A squared plus B squared equals C squared. You should all know this.

Our recent test, however, proved that most of you don't.

Yes? Can I help you?

- Um, I'm the new kid. - Name?

Kerner.

- Vincent. - It's just Vince.

Okay. Vince. Not a good start. You know you're 15 minutes late?

Actually, it's more like 20.

At least you can tell time.

Let's close the door.

So, as I was saying.

Okay, let's see, page 83,

exercises A to F.

Some are labeled as extra exercises.

Vincent, can I assume you have your books?

Did you go by the office and get them?

Is that why you're so late?

Yeah, no, I was just having a smoke.

Oh, getting those smoke vitamins,

so you grow big and tall, eh?

If you have questions about the work,

try to find the answer yourself first.

It's this way.

The boys are in here.

You wanted to know how Khaled spends his time.

This is where we meet.

See that woman dancing with the girls in the back?

Her name is Elif.

We both do volunteer work here.

Elif's an attorney. We train these kids to give them

somewhere to go, to keep them off the streets.

Understand?

- Hello. - Ah, look who it is.

- Good to see you. Hello. - Hello, Mazin.

Hi, Ibrahim.

Did you see Musti's father's back there?

He made a special trip down to thank you

for everything you've done for his son.

- Alright, let's go say hi. - Okay.

- Just wait here. - Won't take long.

Do you need a trainer, cousin?

Give us a minute.

Can we talk?

Alone.

So, I heard you did a little time for drug trafficking, huh?

Yeah, we were selling weed and got caught.

Oh, yeah? Are you back at it?

No, not anymore.

Mmm.

We sold at Kotti station,

but it wasn't worth it.

Görli, Weinbergs Park, and Mauer Park were usually better...

but they're all taken.

And now?

Now? I steer clear,

just killing time.

Suspended deportation and all.

Why do you ask?

What I'm going to tell you needs to stay between us, okay?

I've got a kilo of coke I need to move very quickly.

Are you in?

Ibrahim, where'd you get a kilo of coke?

It doesn't matter, okay?

Just see it as an opportunity.

If I flip it quickly, I'll be dealing

with the most powerful man in Beirut.

What do you say?

Mattouk Hauling and Logistics, hello.

Hey, it's me.

- Who is this? - Ibrahim.

Ibrahim?

Where are you calling from?

And why can't I ever reach you?

Relax, no need to worry.

The job's done.

Thank God you completed the mission.

Karami has been constantly asking about you,

and he's definitely not the kind of guy you want coming after you.

Listen, are you missing a kilo of something?

What?

'Cause I have it.

So, he still had it?

I'll come by tonight, then we can talk.

LOOK AT BÖHM. LIKE HITLER!

Vincent, I'm glad you're having fun.

Would you care to share it with all of us?

That's it over there.

And you can work here without a work permit?

Yeah, the boss's cool. He's okay with it.

I have no doubt you'll enjoy working here...

Oh, and by the way...

in there, I go by Luigi, not Malik.

We've all got Italian names in this place.

Let's head in.

- So I call you Luigi in this place? - Mm-hmm.

I don't get it. Why are Albanians pretending to be Italian?

Because it's important that the Germans think they're Italians.

Ah. Good morning.

Oh, hey, morning, Luigi.

This is Ibrahim, my brother-in-law.

Oh, this is Ibrahim. How do you do?

This is Enver. He's the boss here.

He tells me you're a good man.

The best, definitely.

Well, get him up to speed for the pasta test.

I'll do that.

What test?

- Come on. - Sure.

You have to learn to make pasta alla forma.

What's pasta alla forma?

Noodles, basically.

Spaghetti?

The last time I cooked was eight years ago.

It was an egg. Took all day.

Enver just wants to see you make Italian food the right way.

Don't worry, I'll teach you how.

Are you sure it's possible? I'm Arab, after all.

You think I don't know that? Seriously? Let me explain...

Until very recently,

the Germans thought all Italians were in the mafia.

But today, all the mafias are dead,

and Italian food is popular again.

And the Germans hate Albanian food,

and that is why...

we're Italians.

Enver and his son are Albanians,

but at the restaurant, they're Italian.

That's why I'm Luigi.

Because no one will eat where it's Arabs cooking

for Albanians, right?

So, the two of us, and the Albanians...

- Uh-huh. - ...we play Italians

to cook for the Germans.

It's very simple.

So what are we supposed to do

when real Italians come into this place?

When real Italians come in?

Uh-huh.

We'll embarrass ourselves.

Watch it!

- So, flambé... - Yeah.

...pour, stir and that's it, you're done?

That and arrange the plate.

No. No. Wait.

Recycling to the right...

The rest on the left.

Good.

What does it pay here?

Eight marks an hour.

And any tips, we split.

But, it will all change when we have residence permits. You'll see.

So, have you decided on your Italian name yet?

Nah, I've never been good at naming things.

Well, don't worry, We'll find you a good one.

What's up?

- Hey, right on time! - My man.

What's up, habibi? You good?

- Yeah. - Yeah? Doing alright?

Yep. This is my brother-in-law, Ibrahim.

Hey, Ibrahim, Ermir. I'm one of the restaurant owners.

- German? English? - I'm learning German.

Well, good. Malik, I've got something for you.

Okay.

This goes to the bar.

Okay.

For you I have tomatoes.

You can cut them in the kitchen.

What? Never seen a tomato?

Like in marinara.

What is it?

Thanks.

Let's do this.

Come on, bro.

Hello.

Hi.

- Who are you? - Ibrahim.

I'm Malik's brother-in-law. And you?

Cornelia.

But everyone calls me...

Lea.

- Lea. - Mm-hmm.

- Do you work here too, Lea? - Yeah.

I wait tables part-time usually...

but Mario is out sick again, so...

I should be studying.

I see they put you in charge of tomatoes already.

Um...

yeah.

So?

Can you bring them here?

Thanks.

Sure.

You wanna help?

Yeah.

- What are you listening to? - These look--

Techno.

Okay.

- They're good. - Wait. Wait a minute.

You don't know what techno is?

Sure, techno is, uh...

techno.

Okay. Trust me...

techno is this, like, spiritual journey.

It's like meditation.

You just listen, and when it hits,

it just transports you to another world,

in another state of yourself.

And you become one with everything,

with all the people there.

You dance, and totally forget who you are.

And you exist in another dimension,

it's totally awesome.

That's... techno.

- Wow. - Mm-hmm.

Ah.

Here, come here.

Um, guys.

We're ready.

Let's work.

Sure thing, boss.

Here you are.

Where were you before?

Lake Constance. Gymnasium.

What brought you here?

Got kicked out.

Kicked out?

How come?

A number of reasons.

Alright.

Why don't we hit Lake Constance?

Swim a little, smoke a little, chill and relax.

- No? - It's just...

I've got the perfect place if you wanna chill.

Oh, yeah?

Where's this?

There's this cool pool my friend owns.

And they don't mind if I use it.

- A pool? - Yeah, a pool.

It's even heated.

Sure it is.

What, you don't believe me?

Sure I do.

I've got time...

I'll show you.

Yeah?

- Very good. - But I wouldn't say great.

It needs salt and pepper, but...

It was very good. Now, we just need a name.

- Ignazio. - Yes, Ignazio is okay.

Ignazio. Nice name.

- Ignazio. - Ignazio.

- Welcome aboard... Ignazio. - Thank you.

Benvenuto. Welcome to the family.

You know someone around here with a pool?

Yes, well kind of...

Earlier you said you knew someone.

Yeah, by sight.

By sight? So does he let you use his pool or not?

Yeah, I get to use it when he's not around.

Wait, are you messing with me, dude?

Vince, are you nuts? Get down from there.

- Just chill already. - What are you doing?

There is a woman walking this way.

- Dude, get out of there. - Well, don't piss yourself.

I'm going to if you don't get out of there. I can lose my visa.

I'm fucked if the cops show.

- Hey, Karl! - Am I too early?

- No, not at all. Come in. - Okay.

- Ibrahim from Beirut. - Karl.

This is Karl. He's a regular.

Has he talked shit about me yet?

Can we chat just a minute?

Dude, listen. You fuckin' idolize this shit

because it's clean and looks nice,

but it's all just, worthless shit. Get it?

It’s reserved for the filthy lying,

capitalist pig.

So jump the fence and come get in the pool.

Alright? We'll chill, then we'll piss in it when were done! Okay?

Give me one reason why we shouldn't.

Or can't you think of one?

Dude, if I go down, I'm taking you with me.

Just five minutes, okay?

- Got it? - Alright, five minutes.

So? It's great, right?

This is amazing, bro!

Man, look how nice that house is!

- Count me down from three, okay? - Sure.

Then at zero, go...

- Hello, Vince - Oh, hey, Gerd.

What's up? Gimme a head-shot, Gerd.

Well? What did you think?

Is this your house?

Your gardener?

So what?

- Dude, you little prick! - Dude...

You were just fucking around!

The whole time, seriously?

My father is picking apart the entire former East,

and he's selling anything you can monetize.

He's a true corporate raider, hence his penis extension here.

- Hmm. - You up for ordering food?

- Pizza? You like pizza? - Sounds good. Thank you.

And your mother? What does she do?

My mom is an artist.

She has a gallery in San Francisco.

Wow, that's cool.

Yeah, well, I think she's banging her staff there.

Yes, Kerner, hello.

Um, I'd like...

No, the son. I'd like two...

Exactly, yes. Two of the same I had yesterday.

If possible, with more onions.

Put a lot more on top. Okay?

Yes. Yup, garlic too,

and please make it spicy this time.

Yes. How long do you think?

CRANE MAN

Okay, perfect. See you then. Thanks.

Okay...

Any chance you might need someone,

you know, to help you around here?

What's the matter, are you not making enough?

Do you need a second job or something?

I don't.

It's in regards to my son, Abbas.

- I see. - He's having problems in school.

- I know how that goes. - He's a good kid.

But I don't believe that school is his thing.

- Oh. - I mean...

He's into... cars.

- He loves cars? - Yes. Cars.

He should be a mechanic.

He might like 'em even more tearing them apart.

- Right. - Problem solved.

- Right? - Thanks, Karl.

Really.

Hey, there, fellas.

Welcome.

- And you are? - Khaled.

Khaled Mansour. I'm Ibrahim's cousin.

- Hi, Khaled. I'm Hassan. - Good to meet you.

Let's go to my office.

- Where's the stuff? - Somewhere safe.

What do you mean somewhere safe?

I'll tell Karami where it is when we talk in person.

Call him.

First, listen, that's not a good idea.

He's already mad. You made him wait too long.

Yeah, well, when Karami finds out

you messed up his opportunity to make money,

what'll his reaction be then?

Then it'll be on you.

Hello, Mr. Karami, how are you?

Is he there?

That's what I was just calling about, yeah.

He's here. And he says he's taken care of everything.

- And the stuff? - I asked him about it,

but he wants to tell you himself.

Shall I hand him the phone?

- Uh-huh. - One second.

Mister Karami...

First of all, I apologize for not getting back to you sooner.

Things didn't go quite as planned at the hotel.

But I did everything you asked.

As you know, I have something that belongs to you.

So I heard. You did good.

Let me sell it for you.

You want to sell it?

And how do I know that you're the right man

for that kind of work?

Because if I weren't, I wouldn't be bringing it back to you.

All right.

You have till the end of the week to sell it.

It's worth 50,000 marks.

When you get the money, bring it to Hassan.

Then half of it will be yours.

Just make sure everything happens

quietly and discreetly.

Understood?

Yes, sir, Mister Karami, you won't regret this.

- Don't forget the eggplants. - Eggplants, okay. Twenty pounds.

- And get those cucumbers. - Okay.

Sugar. If they have sugar.

- Yes. - Five, six, seven...

What else? Seven...

Get a dozen heads of lettuce.

Enver, my friend. How are you?

How's business?

Not too well. Why are you here?

Don't play games. You know exactly why I'm here.

We agreed that you'd come by once a month.

This is the third time this month.

Do you really want to refuse me, blyad?

- Hey, calm down. - When you're not nice to me...

- What do you mean, not nice? - You know what happens.

Look, I have staff and customers in here...

It's not a problem. Get 'em outta here.

We can go in the back, and talk about this privately.

Hey, we're not going to deal with things in that manner.

- Do you understand? - Get that hand off me.

Or you'll get a head-butt. Take your fucking hands off me!

It's all good. We can figure it out.

I'll just have a look around.

- What are you looking for? - And you keep your face shut!

- It's okay, it's okay. - Dad...

- Hey, krasotka. - Just stay out of it, son.

Your idiot boss says the register's empty. Open it.

Are you hard of hearing? I'm talking to you.

Dude, don't bother her. There's nothing in the register.

Chicks really turn me on when they act like this.

Leave her alone, okay?

Hey, Enver, here's what we'll do.

Just gimme your waitress, and we'll call it even.

- Okay? Sound good? - Eat shit.

What? "Eat shit"? Hey! What did you say to me?

Get your ass back here, you slut. What did you say to me?

Relax, relax.

Another new refugee, huh?

What? What, what, what? Hm?

What? You recognize me?

Pidor, blyad. Huh?

I'll kill you...

- Huh? What's good? - Relax, it's alright.

You lookin' for a black eye, or what?

Suka, blyad. I'll crush you, little man.

Why don't you get back in the kitchen

- and clean something? - Come on, chop, chop.

Go clean your shitty pots and pans.

Fuck you!

- Go clean, blyad! - Come on, let's go, hajde. Come on.

- He just stood there, I don't know. - I've told him a thousand times,

a thousand times, man...

- Talking shit. - Stay calm.

It's the same story every time!

- Did they leave yet? - Yeah.

And my dad's kneeling to these bastards.

Those stupid motherfuckers.

Motherfucker!

Who are they?

Those are children of the Russian mafia.

They keep showing up, causing trouble.

What they're really looking for is a good ass whoopin'.

There were only three of them, huh?

There's more of us.

You and I are staying out of it.

It's not our problem.

We get involved, they burn this place down,

then Enver's screwed, and we'll be out of work.

- What was that? - I said we need to get back

to work immediately.

Mm...

Abbas?

How's the fever, my boy? Still sick, you think?

Yeah, Teta, my head is still pounding.

Alright then, take your shirt off.

Huh? Why?

Because I want to rub olive oil on your back.

- No, I don't want that. - It brings the fever down.

Teta, I'm not bread. Okay?

Let me feel you a minute.

That feels good.

- Well? - You're wrong.

You aren't sick.

But I can't go today.

- I can't handle school. - Uh-huh.

Can I stay home today?

Keep trying my dear, don't give up.

There are still lots of pens left.

Everything okay?

Yes. All is great.

The Russians fuck us over, and I get a 20-pfennig tip

from that son of a bitch, Joachim.

I'd like to shove a potato up his ass.

My uncle in Düsseldorf makes 800,000 a month.

800,000 counterfeiting. 800,000!

And I'm wasting my ass away in the restaurant for 20 pfennig.

Jesus Christ.

If you want to earn...

I could help you.

Sorry, I'm not into men.

And how would you have money? You just got to Germany.

I don't have money, I've been working all my life.

I have a kilo...

of cocaine.

Oh, yeah. Me too.

I keep 20 kilos in the restaurant.

- Cool. - Yup.

Hm.

You're screwing with me, aren't you?

Wait, you are serious.

Where'd you get it?

Look.

I need to move it now.

Do you know anybody?

Well, let me think... um...

Honestly, I really have no idea, I...

I'd have to put eyes on it first, you know?

And to be perfectly honest, I would need to test that shit.

You get it, right? I would need to...

to vouch for it.

But if you have a gram on you to sample,

that would make things easier.

Oh, yeah!

This shit burns like a cock in the ass.

This shit is awesome!

How much you trying to get for it?

- How much for all of it? - It's 50,000.

Dude, are you insane?

No one has that kind of money.

So you know someone, or not?

Let's say I help you...

what do I get out of it?

I want a piece. What's my piece?

- In money. I want a commission. - All right. Okay.

- We have a deal? - Deal.

Okay, I know someone.

There's this club.

I party there every weekend.

And there's these two bouncers.

These huge guys.

- Who are these guys? - They're Turks.

The Üners.

They sell all the dust in the disco.

And they have a butcher shop up town.

They're good guys.

They're friends of mine.

He's got a whole villa, man.

Our place would fit in there like 20 times.

Imagine it, you go into this place,

and there is this huge kitchen,

and every room you walk through, upstairs, downstairs,

they're all filled with designer furniture.

Man, why don't you take me along?

- Next time I will. - Really?

Yeah, man. You gotta see the back yard,

he's got a heated pool out back--

Can we do cannonballs and backflips?

Yeah, it's deep too.

I'm gonna grab some smokes.

- Hm! Get the strong ones. - Yeah, sure.

Bam, bam, bam, bam!

Bam, bam!

Son of a bitch!

Grab him! Grab him now!

Hey! Get back here!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, stop! Stop running!

Don't let him get away!

Shit. Shit!

Kerem, Kerem, wait, wait, wait, wait!

I swear, I thought we were only buying weed from you.

I swear, I didn't know what Omar was planning.

Pointed a gun at me, huh? And at my cousins!

And now, you're gonna pay for what you did!

Every day! 300 plus interest. You piece of shit! And you--

Hey! Fuck off!

- Dude... dude. - You want more? We'll fuck you up!

- Get the fuck outta here! - Let's go!

I'm going to fuck your whole world up, you hear me?

Who do you think you're fucking with, huh?

Fucking Arabs!

You stupid motherfuckers!

Think you can fuck with me?

We're gonna kick your asses!

Can't you two do something normal for a change?

It wasn't me! It was Omar!

But that's exactly what I mean!

That dude gets you into deep shit constantly!

Now that stupid cunt bastard Kerem has you by the balls!

It won't stop at 300 marks, and you know it.

Well, who in the hell

even asked you to come solve my problems, then?

- Huh? Huh? - How do you think this will end?

Huh? And when?

I told you what happened, but I certainly didn't ask:

"Oh, please, Ali, save me."

- Right, whatever you say. - I didn't.

General Abbas wants to be on his own, huh?

Now beat it.

I'm serious, dude.

And not a word to Baba.

Now get out of here before I change my mind.

Go. Go. Go.

I have a task for you.

I'm meeting with the Turks from Kreuzberg.

A family, goes by the name of Üner.

- Go find out who they are. - Mm-hmm.

What do they do? Who they work for?

- Mm-hmm. - We don't have a lot of time.

I'll do what I can.

- Good. - Mm.

Got to go.

Here, want it? See, ya.

Later.

Again! That's it!

Left, right. There you go!

Come on! Again.

And... bam!

- I'm exhausted. - One more round.

You got this. Hey!

Last round.

Left, right. Yes!

Move, move, move, and now...

- Come on! We're almost done. - I'm done.

- Where you goin? - I can't, I'm out.

- Hey. Come on. - Hey!

- You got more in you. - Hey, hey, hey!

Come on!

There it is! Good punch!

What are you doing?

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Slow down, slow down, slow down.

Slow down.

Easy, easy.

Layla called me again today.

Think you could talk to her dad again?

I don't think he lets her come here,

because this is a church.

I'll talk to him.

You doin' okay?

Yeah.

You sure?

Uh-huh, sure.

Who was the guy with you yesterday?

Hm...

That's my brother-in-law, Ibrahim.

Your brother-in-law?

Mm.

My brother-in-law.

Will I see you tomorrow?

Too much going on at the office.

Mm-hmm.

See you at the next training session, okay?

Yeah. Yeah.

Salam Aleykum.

- Aleykum Salam. - Aleykum Salam.

Where's Amara and Marwan?

They're doing homework.

Baba.

Yes?

I need to tell you something.

Yeah? Me too.

I spoke to a friend, today...

that owns a garage.

You should go talk to him.

If it seems like a place you'd like to work at,

maybe you could get an apprenticeship.

You wouldn't have to go to school.

What? Not interested?

Sure I am.

- It's great, Baba. - Yeah.

Thank you, Baba. Really.

- You're welcome. - You're the best.

What did you want to talk about?

Um...

He wanted to talk about school with you.

It's all good.

- Good. - Perfect.

Enjoy your food.

Thanks, Baba.

Salam Aleykum.

Aleykum Salam.

- Malik? - Yeah?

Can we talk?

Of course.

Come.

- Listen... - Hm?

I need to ask you this.

But... I need an answer,

and an honest one.

Do you understand?

- Of course. - Uh-huh.

Where did this blood come from?

Did Ibrahim tell you anything?

How are you doing, Malik?

Tell me everything.

You gotta come clean.