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Zeyna! I'm going to get you!

No!

Reah! Zeyna! Calm down, okay?

I'm sorry, Mr. Dabitsch. The children insisted on coming.

Guess I told them too much about the fish in the pond.

Offspring want a say in their inheritance, eh?

Some lovely daughters you got.

What's the saying? "Boys have boys and men..."

"Men have girls," yes.

Do you have kids?

No.

Can you reach the yard from here, too?

I'll be right with you, Mrs. Yakut.

Hey.

Everything okay?

Yes.

And?

What do you say?

It's so amazing!

Don't you think?

These windows, the huge yard... It's...

Going places.

Going places, baby.

When your mom moves in next door she can take the girls out for walks.

And when it's just us two,

you can fuck me as often and for as long as you want in here.

Thank you very much.

Here you go. It's Room 105. Right up the stairs on the first floor.

- Have a nice stay. - Thank you.

Yes?

Hey, Jinn, it's Semir. You good? Are you busy?

Um... No.

I'm at work.

Where's that?

- Continental Hotel, on Niddastrasse. - In the thick of it, yeah?

- Yeah. - I'll stop by. Can you take a break?

Yes, no problem.

- Great, see you soon. - All right. Easy, bye.

Zhao! I have to go out for a minute. My dad is sick.

- Dad sick again? - Yeah, it's bad.

Very bad. I have to get him some meds.

I'll be right back.

- Have a safe trip home. - Mr. Dabitsch.

- It was a pleasure meeting you. - Likewise.

I have to admit I used to be a huge fan.

I knew the first two albums by heart.

I guess you can get me a special deal then.

There are other parties willing to pay much more.

However, I could put in a good word for you.

But I'd need financing confirmation from your bank ASAP.

Are you trying to pressure me, Mr. Dabitsch?

I'm just assisting. So that you can score the goal.

To be on the safe side, I made a list of the required documents...

Don't you worry about that.

It's not my first property.

And if the bank's too scared, I'll just pay cash.

Punk.

Get in.

You good? This is where you work, huh? Doing what?

Yeah, just part time. Management.

- Where are we going? - Nowhere. I want to show you something.

A little surprise. Ready?

- Yes. - Yeah?

Can't do that.

What?

I can't do that. That beat is for Tonik.

You shitting me? Who the fuck is Tonik?

That's Azad on your beat, not just some schmuck.

I know. And I'm really honored.

But I can't give you that. I can do another one if you want.

Look, Jinn.

Let me tell you something.

Rappers like Tonik, they're... How can I put this?

They're stuck on their nerd rap shit. Know what I mean?

They get hyped over their triple rhymes, but no one gives a shit.

Because they've got nothing to say.

I know those rappers.

After two years in the game they're back riding the bus.

If you really think you can make it with Tonik,

then I respect that, wallah.

But if you're honest with yourself, Jinn,

you know you're sitting in this car for one reason.

'Cause you're tired of part-time rappers. Yes, you are.

Yeah, but this is about...

...loyalty.

Right, loyalty, huh?

I gotta go back in now.

Sure, go back in.

He's waiting for you.

Is that it, or is there more to come?

You bet there's more to come.

- But for now we're good. - You already paid me.

For opening up.

This is for shutting it.

Hello.

Knock-out, man.

Okay...

Omid, is she with you?

No, brother.

Aziz?

Uh-uh.

What are you doing here, pal?

I asked you a question, you piccos!

Who are you calling piccos?

You want to play tough in my house?

I'll smash your face in, asshole!

Back in the day you were the first to run away when there was trouble.

And today you stand there like a pit bull,

snarling and barking.

Give me a hug, bro.

Of all my brother's friends, you've always been the smartest.

The only one with a plan.

Inshallah, he listened to you while I was away.

We don't want to bother you. We just need some space for our humble ends.

- That's our storage room, Ardan abi. - Which is big enough.

Right?

Does Kadir know about this?

He didn't tell you?

That fool.

- What are you selling anyway? - Well...

What people want.

Makes me want to puke.

The worst part was, as we were leaving the punk hands me this checklist,

like I've never bought real estate before.

What's with the application anyway? Why is the bank so slow?

The company has too many running loans. They're being cautious.

Sure, because I'm a Kanake.

No, because we've invested too much lately.

Once the deal with Global is done these problems will be gone anyway.

True. Then you'll have others.

We just have to keep tabs on our expenses again.

I can't even account for ever more invoices.

ECC Rent, for example. Long-term rental of a Maserati and an RS6.

Are we shooting a video I don't know about?

- What Maserati? - That's what I'm asking you.

Who rented it?

You.

You sure they can't see through these windows?

Why don't you get out and check?

Relax. You're not the first one to sit back here.

What do you want from me?

That's where you buy your product, isn't it?

A hundred for each name entering or leaving the caf�.

I'll fuck your mother for a hundred.

- Why would I do that? - Don't know, but...

A few hundred bucks in freedom is better than being broke in jail.

There goes 300.

Who decides that anyway? What a piece of info is worth?

Not you.

Who is he?

- I saw him working as a bouncer somewhere. - Really? Where?

I can't recall.

Why do you little shitheads always try to negotiate with me?

Candy's. I think.

Good. Name?

- His name! - Manu.

- Manu what? - No clue.

- You want to know his sign too? - Yes.

Now you're getting it.

- Mind if I smoke? - Mind if I open the window?

- Who's that guy? - Never seen him before.

Or the other one.

But you know him, right?

Dude, isn't that an old beat?

Huh? Old? No, a few weeks maybe.

Don't you have more in the new style?

- What do you mean? - Don't know, like the "Turn up" beat, bro.

I roll up a jib, you make a beat.

Nah, let's finish the old stuff first.

Why?

Because I'd like to finish stuff before we start something new.

Why?

Honestly?

Dude, it just doesn't work.

I kind of had a different idea for that beat.

Something more loose. Your rap style doesn't really fit.

It's too complicated.

Because I rap more than five words a line or what?

No, because you suffocate the beat. It has to breathe.

It has to breathe?

Your bitch says she hits the sack

But gets a check from me on WhatsApp

I take her from the front take her from the back, she outta breath

- You like that, huh? - Let's just use the beats we have...

...finish the album, and then go on to new stuff.

Bad mood?

Yo, yo, yo Your bitch says she hits the sack

But...

It's the kid from the other day?

Came last night via e-mail.

Really unique style.

Wait till you hear the second one.

What about that beat for Azad?

He won't give it to us, but we can have these two.

Can't make up his mind, huh?

Or he's gambling.

Then you'd better go all in.

Yeah, man!

Are you Jinn?

- Mm-hmm. - From Skyline Records.

Bye.

EXCLUSIVE PRODUCER AGREEMENT

50,000 €

Hello.

You want to eat something?

Riana?

I came home early just so we could eat together.

Riana!

Mom, have you lost your mind?

Do you want to eat something?

No, just leave me be.

This time you'll have Room 111.

One night, right?

- Yes. - Right. Then enjoy your stay. Sorry.

No problem. Thanks.

- Lily, what is it? I'm working. - Thanks, I'm fine, too.

A friend of mine saw you at a party.

So? My friends see you at parties all the time.

But not at Kalifa's parties.

I've got to work, Lily. See you later.

50,000 euros?

Guess you can start paying me rent now.

Why the fuck are you going through my stuff?

Your stuff is in my guest room, where my closet is.

- Sorry you live with me, dear brother. - Yeah.

You'll be rid of me soon. Don't worry.

"Exclusive Producer Agreement"? What does this mean?

- What does it sound like? - What about Momo?

What about Momo? Have I signed it yet? What do you want from me?

You'll do the right thing.

Yes.

I have a customer. I have to work. See you later.

- Keep it to yourself! - Of course. What do you take me for?

- When will you be home? - No idea. Late. Bye!

There was trouble at Candy's last night.

Over what? Some cheese nibbles?

Some Albanian acted up and got fucked up.

- What Albanian? - Guy named Dashmir. By a biker.

- Who? - Tony, the bouncer at Velvet.

Whoa! The psycho?

Any idea why?

Because of the bomb, I bet.

What bomb are you talking about? The girls there all look like my foot.

Not the hoes, you moron. The hand grenade.

Fuck you...

What's that freak singing about?

She's like a ghost, bro. Like the girl from The Ring who crawls out of the well.

Look, she's looking over here.

- Be quiet, bro. - Aw, shit. She's coming over here.

- Come. - Guys, I'll be right back.

- Say what? - Business, you know?

With her? What kind of business?

VEHICLE SEARCH: LICENSE PLATE NUMBER

DATE REGISTERED PHONE NUMBER

- ECC Rent. - Hello, this is Mrs. Yakut.

I'm calling about the Maserati SUV with the plate number F-E-15-28.

- You got it? - Do you have your customer ID handy?

Oh!

- No, sadly I don't. - I'll check. Yakut, right?

Oh, great!

I wanted to know if it's possible to add another driver.

Skyline Records, right?

Right.

- Adding a driver is no problem. - Skyline Records.

Okay, thank you.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Hi, sweetie. Have you already had dinner? - No.

- Mom didn't fix you anything? - No. I don't know.

- Hey. - Hey.

Why didn't you fix something to eat? We said you'd cook today.

Ri didn't want anything and I still had work to do.

You still have to make something. You know how she is.

Goddammit! Once a week I ask you to take over so I can go to the gym.

And what do you do? You sit in front of your damn computer and work again.

Bukake party!

- We're in the hotel room... - Yes.

One is really hot and ready to bang. The other one...

Azad asked about that beat again.

What did you tell him?

That we're debating who else to put on it.

Good. That will buy us some time.

- Who are the idiots? Who let them up here? - What do you think who did?

Okay, I just talked to Global's PR department.

If the deal's done on time, we can issue a joint press release for the MTV special.

And we can announce the label sampler and Aziz' album.

Guys! Keep it down a little, okay?

- So how did she fuck? - I take my dick out, she starts sucking.

- Two minutes in... - Okay.

It'd be awesome if they were looking back at 20 years of Kalifa

and then Kalle just be like: "Fuck y'all, this is just the beginning!"

Hey! If you don't shut the fuck up I'll chuck your asses off the roof!

The janitor's distracted. We can continue, guys.

- Fool. - Let it go, Semir.

Hey, fat ass!

- What did you say? - Why you so worked up?

Repeat it.

Why you so worked up?

- Cut the gangsta act, you faggot! - Hey!

Guys, let's go.

You fucker!

Son of a bitch.

Damn, boys...

Oh, fuck.

Fucking shit. Look at this.

- What are you doing? - Calling the cops.

No you don't. Hang up now.

Hang up!

I thought the times when we were messing with guys like that were over.

We could've just stayed in Offenbach.

- Here you go, Mr. Kampshoff. - Thank you.

You're welcome.

Good afternoon, Mr. Dietz. I'm glad that you found the time.

Yes.

- Mr. Kampshoff is on his way, I assume. - Mr. Kampshoff can't make it.

But I'll represent him and the Hessen Group as best I can.

Kroos is my name, like the soccer player.

- Have we met? - I believe so.

I've been a Hessen Grand customer since day one.

Really? You've been there longer than me.

That's why I'm very glad the Hessen Group is interested in Verial's services.

Now the thing is this.

To be precise, I'm here as a private investor.

I've been investing in stocks for some time now.

- Quite successfully, I might add. - Frankly, I'm a bit confused right now.

- I assumed you represent the Hessen Group. - Anyway, I'd like to expand my portfolio.

After all, real estate is a timeless asset class.

I am sorry, but I only represent institutional investors, Mr...?

- Kroos. - Right, like the soccer player.

I can refer you to our private investors section.

As a proud Frankfurter, I'm most interested in the local market.

The value of property near the city center is rising at a dizzying pace.

As I said, I'm the wrong person.

If you like, my secretary, Mrs. Tirelli, will direct you to the right colleague.

I expect you to take care of me personally.

I want you to run two transactions through my account.

A Verial stock portfolio worth 100K,

and a 50K stake in GALLUS TOP.

Leave my office right now or I'll have you thrown out.

Please, go ahead.

But then I'll have no other choice

but to inform the financial authorities about your curious business methods.

Or does your company consider insider trading good practice?

Are you trying to blackmail me?

I'm trying to do business with you, Mr. Dietz.

You're the waiter.

50K GALLUS TOP and 100K Verial.

And that's before the acquisition of the property is announced.

These are my account details.

If there's no deposit before the ad hoc announcement is made

the authorities will get a little gift and they'll wonder

why they hadn't heard about the changes in the Gallus district earlier.

Thank you very much. Have a nice day, Mr. Dietz.

Goodbye.

Greener Pastures looks to reconcile those two worlds again.

Along with the Green City Initiative, we aim to create a place

that offers added value for people of all social backgrounds

and utilizes the space in a sustainable and socially inclusive way.

If you have questions about the concept or if I mumbled too much

because I just had the sickest orgasm ever, then...

...then please fire away.

Lily, that was the most amazing presentation

I've ever heard in my life.

Momo, I'm serious!

Chill, you've practiced it 200 times now.

- You think it's good? - Mm-hmm.

You think he suspects something?

- Who? Jinn? - Uh-huh.

He's been so... weird lately.

That's Jinn for you.

I can't tell you that. You've got far more experience than I do.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Yes. All right.

Then we'll be in touch.

Yes, thanks for the call. Yes, bye.

They're all freaking out now.

Since the attack, every betting shop and every kebab joint in the city center

is a "potential target" now and "should better be removed."

That's the kind of stuff you deal with within the higher civil service.

When do your exams start, by the way?

The computer test is next Monday.

- It'll be a breeze for you. - It'll have to be.

Pandev? Well, that was quick.

That's what you wanted. "Pressure" and all.

Mm-hmm. What convinced you?

He knows the right people.

Good. I'll pass it on.

And you'll have your approval by this evening.

Good.

Any clue who was behind the attack?

Some other crime syndicate, but no one has come forward.

Oh, and Sara.

Yes?

Good luck on Monday.

Thanks.

Hello?

Momo?

And I thought these were all in my basement.

The crossfader must go to the right.

But the record is left.

It's on reverse.

How's your music going? I don't hear anything.

It's all good.

I know some people in the business.

If you need help, let me know.

Your sister got herself a nice apartment.

And you? Can't you find your own place?

And you? Can't you find a woman who wants to go to the opera with you?

Or does it get too costly?

Of course, you always have to be morally superior to me, right?

It's always been that way.

But the fact is you're living at your sister's expense,

whereas I treat her to a night at the opera.

Ready to go, Daddy. You coming?

Take care, son.

Have fun tonight.

You mind?

What's the score?

It sucks. We're winning 1:0.

What did you bet?

3:0, Steinbach.

You bet against your own club?

If the odds are right.

Isn't soccer boring as hell?

They just kick a ball back and forth.

I like what happens in between though.

- You know, the flopping, the bickering. - Mm-hmm.

The power struggles on the field.

How can you follow the game if you just stare at your phone?

Turn it off. Put it away.

What do you want?

The guy in the flannel shirt, in the white Maserati.

Your old friend.

Look into him.

I thought this was about the Albanians.

Yes, and the flannel shirt guy. Combination bet.

If you deliver, there's more.

What happens if I get caught?

Caught snitching?

No, hustling. Tijara.

Then you're fucked. Don't think you'll get immunity.

How am I supposed to find anything out then?

How you do it is up to you.

Just don't get caught again.

I'm first!

- I am! - Shoes off!

Hello, Grandma.

Hello!

Show Grandma how pretty you are in the dresses she made you.

Look how pretty you are.

- Hello. - Hello.

Thank you.

Nice to see you.

- Look, isn't it beautiful? - Oh, really beautiful.

- Ardan gave it to me. - Nice.

Thank you. Hello.

His voice got ever quieter.

And then, from out of his eyes crept worms.

The demon flew into the vast sky.

And that was the last thing that the fisherman saw in his life

before the donkey...

I bet you are Reah.

Yes.

And this must be little Zeyna.

Right?

They can only have their beauty from their mother.

And they must have their charm from their uncle.

Is that for me? How nice of you.

- It has a watch in it. - I have something for you too.

Eyes shut. Eyes shut.

One for you.

Wow.

Sonja.

- I'm so glad to meet you. - Me too.

Nice to see you.

We need to talk.

Okay.

Nice watch.

I'll do anything for you. Anything.

But what happened at the office today isn't okay.

It fits.

Times have changed. We're not in Offenbach anymore.

I've built something here. Not just for me, for us all. You got me?

For us all, abi.

Skyline is a legitimate business.

That's all we need. It's what you wanted.

Am I not welcome, bira?

Huh?

Of course you are.

Then why are you talking like this, Kadir?

Do you want me to leave again?

I'll leave.

- I don't think you understood me. - I did.

No, you didn't. You didn't!

Skyline is your home like Skyline is my home.

Those assholes have no business up there!

- Who are they anyway? - Kadir.

I don't need your rooftop.

All I asked for was a single room in your basement.

For a start. Is that too much to ask?

Kadir.

I helped you make your dream come true.

Now you will help me with mine.

Okay?

What is your dream? What is your dream?

What are you doing out here?

Mom, go back inside. It's cold.

As long as she's happy.

That's the most important thing.

Abi.

The bastard who did that to Semir

will get what he deserves.

He's going to get what he deserves!

Why not Grand Hotel today?

Grand Hotel is over.

What do you mean "over"?

If you have a problem,

not just some annoying customer,

but a major problem...

What would you do then?

Depends on problem.

Blackmail.

Who's blackmailing you?

Some delusional fool.

- Fool from Grand Hotel? - Yes.

What does he want?

Money?

What else?

If you pay, he'll come back. Again and again.

But what's the alternative?

Make sure he won't come back.

Do you know anyone who could help me with that?

- What would... - Dude...

- You go. - You.

- You! - You.

No, you go.

Okay.

So...

I'd have told you earlier

but we didn't know...

I had to figure it out myself.

Lily and I are a thing.

What kind of a thing?

Don't know, we're not really sure.

But it could be something serious.

How long has it been going on?

It happened, like, in waves.

For a while there was nothing.

Maybe, like, two months.

Two months, yeah?

Like I said, it happened gradually and we don't know what it is.

But why Lily though? Are you stupid?

Chill.

What do you mean chill?

- I'm not just some random guy. - Exactly! That's the point.

Billions of women on this planet, dude, and you have to fuck my sister?

Wow!

- Somehow I thought you... - What? That I'd be happy?

Did you think I'd be happy?

- Don't you want to get that? - No, I don't.

Do you want me to leave?

Do what you want, man! You didn't ask me about Lily either.

Okay.

If you want to talk or whatever, you can...

Yeah right, you'll be the first person I call. Sure.

Hey, Jinn. It's Semir. Do you have a minute?

- Sure. - I'll get straight to the point.

Pretty confident, your list of demands.

We can do that, no problem. There's just one thing we can't do.

We want exclusivity.

Your sound only exists at Skyline, nowhere else, okay?

Playing.

Frankfurt

FFM

Skyline

Washing dishes, eating shit Only change in my pocket

Bankers, junkies surround me Skyline, my scenery

New day, new chances Today the bus, tomorrow a Porsche

Always high, eyes open So hungry, keep recording

Dreams become realness Always dealing and business

Too busy for family life Upwards to the top I strive

Way past the skyline I've seen so much that's tough

Leaving it all behind But what's missing is love

Hard times, feeling spent Write lines to pay rent

Real hate, no love here Gotta make what's for real

Always weighing, packing shit Let it be or just do it

Got tattoos on my skin now No return, gotta hustle

There's gold in the skyline

And the nights are high

In hungry eyes

The stars that never go to sleep

They never go to sleep

The wind turns

Upwards

It glitters

In chrome

Skyline

Is yours

Skyline

Is yours

There's gold in the skyline

And the nights are high

- In hungry eyes - Any questions, Jinn?

The stars that never go to sleep

They never go to sleep

Smile, Jinn.

Subtitle translation by Nathan Fritz