End of the line! Get out!
Hey!
Holy shit!
This bum's fucking up my pants.
Who you got for us? - The usual.
Thanks. - Cheers.
Have fun. - Sure thing. Cheers.
HUT IN THE WOODS
This is Risperdal. Take one every morning and two in the evening.
Take one Cipramil tablet right after you get up in the morning,
one Stilnox before you go to sleep
and one Neurobion before lunch.
Goodbye.
Hi, it's me, Martin.
Yes, today.
To start with, they gave me a council flat in Marzahn.
But in three days I have a job interview at my old firm.
Then I'll move back to Friedrichshain. This is just a temporary solution.
I was wondering when I could pick up my stuff.
Good morning, Mr. Kramer.
Very good.
Terrific. I'm pleased to hear that.
No.
Terrific. Pleased to hear it.
Very good.
Mr. Blunt. Hi. - Good morning.
How are you? - Very good. - Yes? You do look good. - Thanks.
Have a seat. - Yes.
So you're back home again? - Yes.
How long? - Three days. - Just three days?
Mr. Blunt
I don't have the news you were probably hoping for.
I can't give you back your old position.
Your professional qualifications are undisputed.
You are one of the best mathematicians we've ever had.
But three months ago you promised I'd get my job back when I'm healthy.
I said I would do my best, and I did speak up for you.
But there are doubts within the company,
severe doubts, as to whether you can work under pressure.
The pressure is very high. I know that. It's extremely high.
And we need employees who are able to deal with that pressure.
I mean, you spent six months in a...
a special facility.
I can't give you back your job.
Hey there!
Thank you.
Hey. Have you found everything?
Yes.
I'll just take these two boxes for now
and come back for the rest later, okay?
Our India pictures.
Look. Lolek and Bolek. Remember?
Of course.
It's really a great picture.
Want to keep it?
Okay, I'll keep it.
Hey, there you are. Working hard, huh?
Martin. - Ingo.
How's it going? - Fine. - Everything okay?
Have you found everything? - Yes.
Fine.
Petra said you're back working for Concerta.
Yeah. - Great. Things are looking up.
Well.
I have something for you.
It was supposed to be your engagement present. - What?
Yes.
Martin.
Oh God.
Damn it.
All the best. - Goodbye, Petra. - Goodbye.
Fuck off, you Russian retard! - You look like a clown!
Go back to your horse!
Go home to your mummy!
Hello.
EVICTION NOTICE
10,19,
90, 55, 5, 39,
1,19,
11,11,11,
15, 3, 8, 8.
8 is good,
8 is a good number.
Mama?
The bailiff. Mr. Martin Blunt?
Good morning.
Kunzmann, the bailiff. You know you're being evicted today?
You received a letter from me that you're being evicted.
You don't know that?
The court decided that you should be evicted.
The eviction verdict.
The movers may enter now and begin with the eviction.
Please, begin packing the things
that you need.
Your ID is very important.
Get your ID and pack it.
And your wallet with your money.
Can I have the necklace back, please? - No.
Please! - No, I've pawned it off. I can't give it back to you.
Please. - Listen. Your things will be stored at the removal company.
Yes, but the necklace is...
Listen, I'll give you this. It's a shelter for the homeless.
You can report there, okay?
Next stop: Anhalfer Station
SHELTER FOR HOMELESS MEN AND WOMEN
59, 61, 67,
71, 73, 79,
83, 89, 97, 101, 103, 107...
Mr. Blunt?
What are you doing here?
Are you homeless?
Wait a minute!
Why didn't you show up for the last check-up?
Are you taking your medication?
Mr. Blunt, this leads nowhere!
Come back to the clinic. - No, I'm doing fine.
Mr. Blunt. - Leave me alone.
Leave me alone!
1,3, 5, 7, 11.
There's a system to it. I have to find out the formula.
1, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13.
81, 82,
83, 84,
84, 86,
88, 89, 90, 91,
92, 93, 94, 95, 96,
97, 98, 99.
Everything okay?
Hello? Hello!
You have to get off the street. Can you walk?
Come on!
Goddamn it!
Why are you running around the street at night?
No, he's fine. I'm so sorry.
Stay off the street, okay?
101.
Huh? What did you say?
Wanna kill yourself or what? Sleep it off over there!
Idiot!
What are you doing here? Get lost. This is our spot!
Did he move in here or what?
How about a haircut?
Fuck off.
What a sweet backpack!
Sweet!
A pullover!
A jacket!
A pillow!
What the fuck do you want here, man? - Get out!
Get lost! - Fuck off, asshole!
Get lost!
We'll be back, you bum!
15, 20, 8.
8 plus 9 is 17. Not good.
Martin.
Ah, Martin.
Me, Germany.
And you?
Ukraine.
Mama?
Papa?
That cost 8 euros!
Eat bread.
Jelly-baby bread.
That bum! Look at this shit! - We'll get you anyway!
Come outta there!
We'll fuck you up you dirty bum!
Come out, bastard! - We know you're here!
That's his mattress! - This one?
That's where the bum sleeps.
He's not there. - Let's have a look upstairs!
Come out, we got something for you! - Come out!
Come on.
1...
8...
10, 11, 12.
5,
6. 8. Good. That's enough.
13,14,15,
16,17,18,19,20,21,
22.
23.
24.
25.
26, 27.
70. 7- 0, not good.
Quiet.
You started drinking again?
Viktor! Come on!
Just you wait!
You bastard!
Where are you?
Never do that again!
He never should have been released.
Of course, he's dangerous!
Last time he set my shack on fire.
At 7 am? You have to come now!
Viktor!
Wake up! Viktor!
We must go!
Nothing.
Leave me alone! Get lost!
Get lost!
Where are you going?
To the forest?
At least it's quiet there.
There you are.
Water.
Good.
House.
We can't stay here. It's too cold.
Rain.
It's useless.
They won't give us anything.
Excuse me. - What's up?
Could we have one of those tarps? - No tarps here.
Get off the construction site! Now!
No.
Hey!
Stop!
Fucking bum!
Lamp.
Empty-
Shit!
No! Please!
Please, no!
It's spring.
What?
Broken.
New hut.
New "dom".
But not here.
We'll go further into the forest.
It's safer, okay?
Let's take a rest.
Yes...
In the middle of the forest.
Here?
Good idea.
Safe, okay?
Good.
Rope.
Come on, quick!
Hey, a sliding window.
Okay? - Yes.
Hold it.
Okay, enough camouflage.
Nice and warm.
Warm.
Good?
Good, good.
Go on eating.
What?
No more?
Okay-
Got room for this one?
Beautiful. - Girl.
Why? It isn't for us.
Lena.
No gaps!
It's your turn now.
"My dearest Lena!
As I write these lines I sit beneath a sky full of stars.
The stars embrace me, warm me,
they smile at me. A warm wind rustles through my hair.
I gaze into our valley
and feel like I'm a part of the universe.
And I feel that I can be a human
in a primal way.
Here in the great outdoors I can be the person I am.
Living here is like paradise,
just as we felt on our trip last year.
I feel freer than ever before.
The pressure, rush, fulfilling norms, all that doesn't exist here.
You can be yourself and need not meet others' expectations.
I'd love to share this with you.
You are the love of my life.
Please come to Portugal, or give me a sign and I'll come to get you.
Yours, Werner. "
That's Portugal.
It's nice there, isn't it?
Nice. The sun always shines.
They also live in huts.
Like we do.
From a charity.
Good?
Too many numbers.
Friends.
Are you crazy?
What the hell...?
What are you doing here?
Put it back! - Why?
Grandpa gave it to me. It's mine.
Put it back before something happens. - What?
What will happen?
Let me through.
This is for you.
That's gonna be me.
I used to carve a lot.
Lena?
Yes. - Hello.
I found this.
I threw it away.
We collect bottles, and I found it in a bin.
Sorry.
Hey!
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I just thought it was important, because it's so lovely.
Yes.
Wanna have a coffee?
Yes.
This is Werner, my ex-boyfriend.
We were in Portugal.
On our last holiday.
We found this hippie valley. For social dropouts.
You know such places?
They live in these huts. Like one big family.
It was nice. We were there a few days.
When we got back, Werner just couldn't cope any more.
With the city and all.
We talked about going away.
I thought it was just a dream, but then...
Werner was suddenly gone.
What about you?
No, I'm a job trainee here. I'll finish my job training in half a year.
As what?
Working for a dentist.
As a dental assistant, you know?
Yes.
Do you enjoy it?
No, not really.
But I have to finish my training. At least for my parents,
so they're no longer afraid.
Are you afraid?
Yes, sometimes.
You don't need to be afraid.
I know. Fear is bullshit.
Fear isn't bullshit.
Fear isn't necessary.
Superfluous.
You don't need it.
Just drop it.
I don't know if I could live in a hut without electricity or water.
I couldn't do it. - It works. I live in a hut, too.
Sure, you live in a hut.
Where? - In the forest.
You live in a hut in the forest? - Yes.
We built it ourselves. It's great. We have all we need.
Food we buy.
Sounds good.
See that?
Look! 30 degrees.
Hello, is that Mr. Blunt?
Dr. Konig speaking, Behrike Psychiatric Hospital.
Do you know where your son might be?
We haven't heard from him in a long time.
It's really urgent that he contacts us.
Lower! Lower!
Go on over there. Yeah. Tear that sucker down!
Again... Wait!
Push! Push! Lower!
Cut it lower!
You bastards! You goddamned bastards!
Are you crazy?
That's it!
It's over now.
There's a little boy in the forest.
Let me go, please. There's a little boy in the forest.
Well? - Nothing.
Not a trace. - Didn't look like it.
Damn it.
Listen, we searched the whole forest and couldn't find a boy.
There must be. - There's nobody. - A little boy, ten years old.
We looked everywhere and found nobody.
We'll drive to the police station now and take it from there.
There's a little boy in the forest. Please, believe me.
You have a visitor. - Have you found Viktor?
Come on!
Come along or we'll handcuff you.
Come on.
Hello, Mr. Blunt.
Sit down!
That's fine, thank you.
How are you doing?
Very good. Until this afternoon.
The police searched the entire forest again,
with dogs. But they didn't find anyone.
Mr. Blunt,
I have to tell you something now.
This little boy doesn't exist.
You made him up.
Sure. I hear voices.
That could be, couldn't it?
Didn't the hallucination begin when you stopped taking your pills?
Hallucinations?
I spent weeks with Viktor in the forest. We built a hut.
We ate, made campfires, and talked.
He saved my life.
Sometimes we make up little helpers.
It's really a good thing.
We talked about the inner child in therapy. Remember?
Sometimes we don't like ourselves, but...
we follow the advice of an imaginary friend.
But in your case, due to the psychosis you suffer from,
the line between reality and imagination is blurred.
That is why... - Cut out that psycho crap!
Viktor exists.
He speaks Ukrainian. I don't. How could I imagine that?
You do speak Russian.
Your mother was Russian, wasn't she?
She died when you were about ten, right?
She overdosed.
How old is Viktor?
Calm down!
If you relax it won't hurt.
Calm down.
Breathe calmly.
Calm down.
Where are you?
Just you wait!
Where are you?
It can't be. It can't be...
End of the line. Get out.
Hey!
Damn it!
Who you got for us? - The usual.
Cheers. - Take care. Have fun.
He's running away!
Stop!
It can't be! It can't...
It can't be! It can't be!
1,3,5.
7,11,13,17.
Friends. - Right. Are you okay?
Come on! Come on!
You know what?
We're going there.
Portugal.
But we have a job to do first.
How did you get in here?
I climbed the gate.
Very funny.
What do you want?
You lost this.
Where did you find it?
Oh, yes.
Now I remember. You are...
You ran into me. Then you left and called the cops.
You were running around in the middle of the road!
A road is for cars. You still don't get it?
So you left the bum there. - I was in a rush. - Your daughter wasn't.
That wasn't my daughter. Now fuck off, asshole!
Fuck off!
Stop it!
What's up, huh?
1000 euros.
Now. - I don't have that much here.
Your car keys.
And your mobile.
I don't have it on me.
Goodbye.
What an asshole.
To Lena.
Portugal, huh? Cool.
You're really going there?
Yes, tomorrow morning.
I bet it's great there. - Sure, sure, it's great.
I can imagine it's good for me to live the way they do.
In huts, by the sea.
They even have kids.
Come with us.
I'd really love to...
I can't.
All the best.
For you, too.
CRAZY FOREST DWELLER FLEES WITH POLICE GUN
Prepare to board the coach to Lisbon.
Scheduled departure time:.9. 75.
At stop 7.9,
coach to Lisbon.
Ms. Selinsky?
WAITING HALL
I'm coming with you.
Hello, tickets, please.
Thank you.
Hello, tickets, please.
Thank you.
Who's the other one for?
For my little brother. He's on the toilet.
Thank you.
To all passengers:
Due to a technical defect we must stop at the next service area.
Please get out, so the coach can be repaired.
Thank you for your understanding.
Police!
Hey! What's going on?
Leave him alone! - Over there.
It's over.
You're done! - You're hurting him!
Let go of your jacket.
You are under arrest. - He didn't do anything wrong.
Stay where you are, okay?
And now we get up.
FOR LENA: NO FEAR