Theo!
Hey, guys! Hey!
Butt-fucker!
Let go of me!
You fucking bastard! Let go!
Let go of me!
Shut up, or I'll kill you!
Don't!
Please. Don't.
Cunt! Cunt!
- Shit! - Pig!
Bastard!
I feel pretty good about it.
I think I've reached the point.
I know there's no guarantee...
that everything will work out okay, but...
it's good I know that.
I'll look after myself. I'll take advantage of the opportunities I get.
Okay. I'm Sascha. Hi, Theo.
You'll be staying in our shared apartment in Muhlheim. On probation.
If you get in trouble, you'll be back here in no time. How long were you here?
9 years and 4 months.
4 years ago, I was granted leave, under supervision of a therapist.
And 2 years ago, I stopped taking sex drive inhibitors.
For the last 6 months I've been given day leave
and had to return to the facility in the evening.
And now I'm finally getting released.
- Hello, Ms. Neumann. - Hello.
Toilet.
Bathroom.
This is the kitchen.
Ingo, Ralle... Hi.
Hi, I'm Theo.
Everything okay?
My room.
It's comfy.
The living room.
That's Marius's room, but he's out.
Welcome home.
I know the doctors tell you guys this is a big opportunity and all.
But the guys who live here call the front door "the gate to hell."
This is gonna be fucking hard for you. So prepare yourself.
Make the best of it, Theo.
What's wrong with him?
He's Ionely.
- Hello, are you getting along all right? - Yeah, I'm looking around a bit.
Of course. Are you looking for a nice jacket?
Yeah, sure...
- What size do you have there? - I think it's a baggy large.
That's for men who are a bit shorter and stockier.
- Not the right size for you, is it? - No.
You could use medium to large. We have other jackets over there.
A super color for you.
- It looks good on you. - Yeah...
- The right size, too. With jeans... - Too long.
Or corduroys.
- Too long? - Yeah.
Have a look at this one.
That's a more classic sweater, light wool.
A slight pattern.
You can wear it with cotton or virgin wool pants.
And the color goes well with lots of things.
- Can I go to the toilet? - Sure.
Hey, you look good.
Theo got out 4 days ago. Correctional facility trained him to be a printer.
- Psychiatric Detention... - He lives with us and needs a job.
Yes, okay. Why were you there?
Rape in conjunction with...
grievous bodily harm.
How often?
Three... I abused 3 women.
Why didn't they put you in prison?
Because the doctors felt I was ill...
And they thought it was better to help me instead of locking me up.
And now you're no longer ill?
Yes...
I mean no. I'm healthy again.
Yes, well...
This may sound a bit strange, but...
I'd like to be a kind of role model.
I was locked up, but I know what it's like outside. I watched TV.
Unemployment, social neglect and so on.
I read a statistic that an average teen has sex for the first time
at the age of 12.
I don't want to sound like a wiseguy. I'm sorry, but...
I just want to do my job.
And I want to show it's possible to live a normal, healthy life,
even if you started out wrong.
Nonsense. This is nonsense.
We're out of meat sauce. Would you like something else?
Penne with walnut pesto is pretty good.
Or tagliatelle with mushroom ragout.
We also have rigatoni al forno, topped with cheese and baked.
Or fettuccini with pine nuts
and parmesan cheese and olive oil and garlic.
- I'll take that. - Okay.
Here. For the early shift.
Thanks.
- How's it going? - Fine.
...8, 9, 10...
...11.
My therapist and I went over it second by second
to find out how it happened.
So I can stop it the next time I feel something brewing.
Like how?
Like deliberately going back to the facility.
The problem is, I think something's brewing. It isn't so strong, but...
How did you notice?
The waitress.
- That young girl at the pizzeria? - Yeah.
I thought you liked her.
Sure, I like her, but somehow I don't like her either. Understand?
It isn't that bad. It's still on the safe side.
Find somebody else.
It's no problem if you do the bookkeeping just once.
- I'm not going to do it anymore, Dad. - Where do you want to work?
This is all you know how to do, sweetheart.
Theo, come on in.
Come in.
This is Nettie, my daughter. She does... she did the bookkeeping.
- Theo. - Hi... Dad, I'm leaving now.
- Yeah. See you later. - See you later.
Yeah, she's moving out.
Now she's really moving out.
I'm going back to work.
Hello, Mr. Engelbrecht.
Dad?
- What are you doing here? - The doctor's appointment is tomorrow.
My mistake.
Is everything okay?
Yes.
Dad...
- I'm leaving now, Dad. - Just a moment.
It's okay, Dad.
- In the corner? - Mmh.
Here's the last load.
- Thank you. Yeah. - My pleasure.
Hey, we could go out and do something.
No, I'm tired.
I gotta unpack the boxes.
No, please don't.
I thought you didn't want to anymore. Right?
Yeah, sure.
I mean...
You're right. I...
I'm sorry.
Yes...
Well...
I guess I'll go home.
- Bye. - Bye.
Hello?
Sascha, it's me, Theo. I...
Oh, hi, Theo. What's up?
Hey, Ralle. Just cool it!
It doesn't work. It just won't work...
- It doesn't work. What doesn't work? - It...
Hey, guys. Not so loud!
It just doesn't work.
- It just doesn't work at all. - It doesn't work? Where are you?
Wanna come here?
- Sascha! - Just a minute. I'm on the phone.
Theo?
Hello?
I just sit there and...
The others are there, too.
- And there's nothing. - Nothing? What do you mean?
Inside me, there's nothing.
Uh... you sit there and uh... there's nothing... So what happens?
- Understand what I mean? - I don't know. Not exactly.
When I'm...
Not until I get home...
...and I'm alone.
Then I feel something.
Listen, Theo. You can't solve your problem
when you think about it the whole time. Go out and talk to girls.
- What? - What do you have to lose?
Just try it. Make a fool of yourself. We all make fools of ourselves sometime.
Sascha?
Dad...
I'm sorry. I really didn't hear it this morning.
It doesn't matter. Really. Don't even think about it.
It's just so terrible, so embarrassing when your back no longer allows you...
When I can't bend down and tie...
But it really isn't your problem.
- I haven't seen you for ages. - Ages?
I didn't want you to get upset. I'm sorry that...
Hey, Dad... Listen.
I just moved out a week ago.
- Do you feel better alone? - That's not the point.
What is the point?
That it's embarrassing to live with your father at the age of 27.
- When can I see your apartment? - When it's fixed up and not a dump.
I want to bring you a house-warming present.
- I want you and your boyfriend... - I don't have a boyfriend.
- I don't want to bother you two. - Listen, Dad...
- I'm going to... - Mr. Engelbrecht,
the doctor will see you now.
Fine... No, no, everything's okay. Thank you.
Yes, I'm coming.
See you later.
I know none of them can stand me. But now I understand why.
I'm a rather pathetic person. I realize that now,
'cause I'm heartless... Yes.
It sounds quite cruel, but I think it's true. I always wanted to be somebody,
to do something better than the others, so they'd love me, but...
In the meantime I realize that was the very reason
why nobody ever really loved me, not even your mother...
to be honest.
It's all my own fault... Really.
I won't even complain when my own daughter despises... - Dad!
I can't stand this anymore.
I'm going to get up and walk away...
and break off all contact with you.
- Hi there. - Hi.
I wanted to ask you if we could go for a drink.
No, I'm sorry. I don't want to.
- Okay? - Okay.
Here are the sauces. Daniel's the boss here.
He'll tell you what to do. Over here are the vegetables.
Richard's the boss here. When he tells you what to do, then you do it, okay?
- Richard, this doesn't seem to work. - I'll get you another one.
Oh, yes it does. I have to turn it. Sorry about that.
No problem.
Hi there. Hi.
- Hello. - I have a problem.
I have to buy corn.
And I have to get back there at once, or they'll slaughter me.
Think you could lend me some money?
- Yeah, how much? - Like maybe 20.
Great. Thanks a lot.
I can give it back to you tonight after work.
Where?
Listen, this isn't getting anywhere.
I don't like men. I don't want anything to do with 'em.
So let's just skip the conversation.
That's convenient. I'm not very fond of women either.
Well, that's great.
- A cup of tea. - 1.60, please.
- Thanks. - A cup of tea.
What do you mean, you aren't so fond of women? Huh?
You guys use the most stupid tricks just to put the moves on us...
It makes me sick!
It's no trick. It's just like I said.
Sorry if you got the wrong idea. I'm going.
Cunt!
You cunt!
- Where's Marius? - Back at detention.
- Why's that? - Better that way.
I'm going back to Berlin. Wanna come along?
What about Berlin?
What about the apartment?
- I'm out. - Why's that?
The Welfare Office is full of idiots. You know that.
They fired me.
How about it? Wanna come along?
Berlin's cool.
- Hello? - Hi, it's me, Nettie.
- Hi. Where'd you get my number? - Information.
Am I disturbing you?
I'll call you back tomorrow.
What did you call for?
I wanted to apologize for the last time. Ice cream parlor?
I thought we could go for coffee and talk and all.
Again.
Well... talking might not be such a good idea.
Yeah, maybe you're right.
Theo!
- That was good... the movie. - The movie? Yeah, I thought so, too.
Okay, take care. And lots of luck with Nettie.
It's an opportunity, and you don't get many.
Wise ass!
You're gonna miss my wisecracks, old man!
Take care of yourself.
- Hello. - Hello.
You got your stuff with you?
- I think I'd better leave. - No, no.
It's great you came. You can get changed over there.
- Yeah? - Okay.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Around the corner and to the right.
Okay, you... choke me.
Go back a step and then hit.