WHAT HAS HAPPENED BEFORE...
20th CENTURY FOX PRESENTS
A PRODUCTION BY LIEBLINGSFILM
AND FOX INTERNATIONAL PRODUCTIONS (GERMANY)
The Pasta Detectives 2
Today we have come together to unite two people,
who have always belonged together.
The rings!
First the left one!
To your left!
I hereby declare you husband and wife!
And father and son!
You may kiss the bride.
Rico?
Rico!
What are you doing?
I'm thinking!
You got a postcard!
Really? I never get postcards.
From Denmark.
From Oskar!
Dear Rico, Best, Oskar.
Oskar is not a boy of many words, is he?
He's arriving today. He'll tell me when he's here.
Yes!
Tell Oskar I like him and he's the first to ever stay overnight!
And everything I recorded for him over the past two weeks!
Her far-away-look!
When will he be here?
Rico Doretti! Stop asking!
There he is!
I'll be down in a minute!
Oskar!
I'd wanted to meet your Dad!
He had to go to the job-center.
Where's your helmet?
Too eye-catching!
What?
Everyone would recognize me with the helmet.
It's better to be incognito!
With all these journalists.
Incogni-what?
In-cog-ni-to! Means nobody recognizes you.
Like Spider-Man?
Sort of.
Incognfio.
But there are no journalists.
Looks like they've lost interest in us having found the bargain-hijacker.
But still: just to be on the safe side.
- Hi, Oskar! - Hi, Ms. Doretti!
How are you?
- Thanks for inviting me. - Anytime!
Hi, Mr. Buehl!
- Westbuehl! - Hi, Mr. Westbuehl!
Hi, Rico, how are you?
Oskar, how come you're here?
He is staying overnight.
Wow. That's a surprise. I got you something, Rico!
For me?
Thank you!
Boys, we gotta go.
We are going to play bingo and have a pizza.
You wanna come?
Nonsense, Rico. I'm sure Mr. Westbuehl is busy.
It's true. Sorry, not today, but maybe next time!
Ok, let's go!
- Have fun and good luck! Bye. - Bye.
- It's never gonna work like this! - What? What will never work?
- What's in those parcels? - Handbags.
She wins these ugly things at the bingo and then she sells them online.
But why?
Mum only needs one.
Jack Russells, my favorite dogs.
But Mum says it's cruel to keep a dog in a big city.
Come on!
- I already know what I want. - Me, too.
Stop! You do see I'm carrying pizza, don't you? Gee!
I'm off to the restroom. If you order, I want a Pizza Margherita, ok?
Here, take it. I already know what I want.
- What are you having? - Seafood pizza. As always!
- And why? - My father was Italian.
He was fishing near Naples when a giant fish pulled him underwater.
He drowned.
That's why I always order seafood pizza. Revenge!
Here I am, what do you want?
Well, I'd like a Pizza Margherita...
- and a seafood pizza... - Which? Margherita or seafood?
Both!
And some calamaris, please!
On top of the seafood pizza, please!
But it's fried! Yuck!
So what? The more fish, the better!
Sure! And the less brain, the hungrier you are, right?
What about you?
I want a pizza with anchovies, capers and olives, but no anchovies!
- Unless they are inside the olives! - Why would they be inside the olives?
In Spain they often put them inside. They call them "anchoa", by the way.
Sorry!
This isn't Spain, sunshine! Coming! We're at an Italian restaurant!
I'll rather have pizza with tomatoes, buffalo mozzarella, and pine nuts.
Sorry, are those European pine nuts?
How am I supposed to know?
The European ones are longish. The roundish ones are mostly Chinese.
You get a metal-like aftertaste from them.
So if they are Chinese, I'd prefer pizza with...
eggplant, zucchini and peppers.
It's important the various vegetables do not touch each other.
Excuse me!
What if they do?
I'll take another look at the menu.
That's it for the two of you!
Excuse me!
Excuse me, I ordered spaghetti with meat sauce without meat!
- Without meat? - Yes, exactly!
No problem.
Are you crazy?
Dude...
Anybody else who wants special treatment?
Have you ordered?
Rico, slow down!
The bingo won't start without us!
- Grab a seat while I get the cards, ok? - Yes.
Rico! Here, Rico, here!
Hurry UP!
I thought you'd come and especially saved three seats for you!
Hi!
- Mr. van Scherten! - Tanja!
The faithful soul. Thanks for saving the seats!
Always a true pleasure to be sitting with the most beautiful lady in town.
- I nearly swallowed a nut. - What would happen?
Oh, no pretty sight!
- Are you allergic to nuts? - Yes, indeed!
- Ms. Wandbeck loves drama. - A terrible lady.
Welcome, my little bees!
I wish you a wonderful, terrific...
afternoon with the lucky balls...
that make a fortune!
It's...
number 28.
And number 7.
Number 47.
You got number 47, look!
Thanks!
Number 15.
Yes!
Number 52.
Isn't that No. 25?
It's...
39.
BingQ!
- Excuse me? - Bingo!
Has someone won?
I think someone has won.
I have to verify!
Mum always wins.
Come here, darling. The impeccable eye is waiting.
What's this?
It's true. All numbers are correct!
And this is your prize.
What's the matter?
Nothing. I nearly won, too.
Real snakeskin!
Come on, Oskar.
Incognfio.
- What's the matter? - What do you mean?
Ever since Mum won at the bingo hall, you are so quiet.
Toothbrush, toothpaste, dental floss... Where is the tooth glass?
You may use mine.
Thanks.
Ok, guys. Gotta go.
Take care and stay out of trouble, ok?
Where is she going at this hour? Out?
To work!
This late?
Mum is the manager of a nightclub.
A nightclub?
Yes.
Does that mean... your Mum is... well...
actually... somehow... saucy?
No, She doesn't like sauces. We buy gravy in the Friedrichstrasse.
Is the mattress too uncomfortable? You can jump into my bed, if you want.
It's 0k.
Oskar?
I wanted to tell you something.
I missed you a lot.
You were restless in your sleep.
I dreamed a lot.
About what?
I almost discovered why galaxies rotate with a velocity that doesn't
fit to the mass distribution of their visible components.
A scientific mystery.
Are there only wheat flour rolls for breakfast?
Mum brought them home.
Where is she?
Sleeping. Always in the mornings. We have to be quiet.
Are you a super healthy kid, who never eats candies or hamburgers
because your parents think you'll die?
My Dad doesn't care what I eat.
- Hi, Rico! - Mum is sleeping, so be quiet!
- Can we come in? - Mum will get angry if you wake her up.
We'll be quiet. You wanted to tell us more about the bargain hijacker...
and how you caught him!
But not now!
Look! There's the other one!
Which other one?
- Mele? - Yes, Ms. Doretti?
Grab your sister and get out of here. Visiting time is later.
- But“? - Out!
Don't forget your bag!
It's not ours. It was there already.
It's mine.
Come on, kids, that's not ok!
Who put it on our doorstep?
There are clothes inside. Clean socks and underwear.
At least one un-ironed shirt. And a letter or a note, I'm sure.
- How did you know? - Just read what it says...
"Dear Ms. Doretti, I hope it's O-dot-K-dot..."
Okay.
"I hope it's okay if Oskar...
"stays with you a couple of days more...
"Need a break. Best, Lars."
Who is Lars?
My father.
A break from what?
Probably from me.
- You want anything special? - Something healthy.
Hi, Doretti!
Mr. Fitzke, why are you wearing a suit?
Wouldn't you like to know? Well, come upstairs!
Yes, of course!
No!
So, what do you say, Doretti?
What are you staring at? Don't you understand?
What does it look like?
It looks like you've gone crazy a long time ago!
You're a smart ass, aren't you?
It's more than just a collection, right?
See, smart ass! Doretti got it right first!
More than a collection?
It's a stone culture, right Mr. Fitzke?
How do you know which stones belong together?
Very simple.
You just need to feel which stone is attracted by another. That's all.
And if the feeling was wrong?
You notice immediately.
If nothing happens after 8 or 9 years you separate them.
And then?
You join them with more suitable stones.
With a new feeling?
Yes, you always need the right feeling!
Has it worked out yet?
You think I'm stupid?
Wasting my life away? Of course it worked!
The left one is a quart. The other one is a mica slate.
Why put those two together?
What? Take off your glasses! I can't hear you.
Goofball! I was joking. Put them back on.
You won't lose them with those ears!
You're vicious!
Oskar!
I don't wanna become like that.
Like Mr. Fitzke?
Like all adults. Something is wrong with them.
It's like something inside broke, when they grew up.
Just 'cause your Dad is weird, doesn't mean all adults are. Some are ok.
Ms. Dahling, for example. Or Mr. Buehl. And Mum, of course.
Mum is okayest of all! Don't you think?
- Rico? - Yes?
Yesterday I watched her playing bingo...
And?
The numbers weren't the ones that were drawn.
You mean...
she cheated?
Yes. I didn't know how to tell you.
But Ms. Wandbeck would have noticed!
She always makes sure the numbers are correct.
You're saying Ms. Wandbeck knew... But that's silly!
Why would she?
Why would she help Mum to win those plastic handbags?
They're not plastic, Rico. They are leather. Real snakeskin!
Which means?
They are extremely expensive.
Your Mum makes a fortune selling them online.
Ms. Wandbeck is helping her.
They are doing something illegal. They are hand in glove, you know?
My Mum would never do such a thing!
So who knows how often Mum cheated!
Probably yes.
With me being around!
- Well, she knew you wouldn't... - I'd be too slow to understand?
Well...
Take cover!
What's she doing with the garbage?
She looks sad.
Come on. Let's follow her!
Lovely. Very charming!
- We accept bingo donations. - 10 am to 2 pm.
Rico? it says "press"!
You don't say!
Once again, thanks for your, how do you say...
your original donation.
- Have a nice day! - You, too.
Are you out of your mind to just walk in here?
These are all the bags I haven't sold yet!
And here's the money from all the ones I have sold!
I'm out!
So you're out...
Do you really think this is about what you want?
Listen carefully!
You are going to play along as long as I want you to!
You know what will happen if you don't!
Please! I have a little son...
He needs me. What will happen to Rico, if I...
The little retard.
You'll continue for his sake, I guess.
Or do you want him to end up with his father?
Go away! And never come back here during daytime!
Got it?
Stupid Ellie!
Be careful, man!
Rico, wait!
The horrible Ellie is blackmailing Mum!
What did she mean by ending up with your Dad?
She wants to kill me!
Maybe she wants to drown me in the Gulf of Naples!
- We have to report to the police! - But, Rico, that's impossible!
We can't prove it.
Your Mum will go to prison because she helped Ms. Wandbeck!
And if Ms. Wandbeck doesn't need Mum's help anymore, she'll kill her!
Possible!
We have to help Mum! But how?
We mustn't let on we're in the know.
How do we do that?
By doing what we should have done long ago!
Go shopping-
Hi! Did you get everything?
We met Mr. Fitzke.
- Did he call you a retard again? - He didn't.
He called him Doretti.
He'd had a wash and a shave and he invited us over.
Alright, boys. I gotta do some work on the computer.
Auction handbags?
Yes.
Are you ok?
Come on!
Nothing is ok. Nothing at all. Everything is a mess!
We can't follow our plan while your Mum is sitting at the computer.
We have a plan?
We have to get a hold of the bingo-lady's address.
Then we'll tail her.
We need to know where she gets these handbags from.
We need proof against her. Proof that your Mum is forced to take part.
That is one single plan?
What's that?
When I feel bad or I'm afraid
I always use the box-trick
The box-trick?
I open it and put my fears inside.
Now for example my fear for Mum being blackmailed.
And then?
The turtle takes care of the fear.
If I take a careful look later on, the fear has normally shrunk.
Then it's just a normal-sized bingo ball inside my head.
It works?
Try! You have plenty of fears, don't you?
There's only a phone number here.
No address.
Elisabeth Wandbeck. Is that terrible Ellie?
Most certainly.
How will you find out her address?
Wandbeck? Hello!
- Hello? - Am I speaking to Elisabeth Wandbeck?
Speaking.
I'm glad I reached you.
- Who is it? - This is Mrs. Dombrowski.
I don't know you.
I'd like to donate for the next bingo game.
Fridays and Wednesdays between 10 and 12 am.
- Graefestrasse, community center. - But I work in the mornings!
- Couldn't I bring it to your house? - No way!
I could just leave it at your door.
- Dombrowski your name was, you said? - Roswitha Dombrowski.
You know me. I play bingo every Tuesday evening.
Fine. 27 Viktoria-Luise-Square. Leave it with the doorman.
That's very kind of you. Sorry for bothering you.
Damn spinsters!
They think it's all about their silly bingo.
- Who's Mrs. Dombrowski? - A neighbor. At least a hundred years old.
How did you learn to imitate her voice?
It's easy.
Voices differ solely by frequency range and resonating body.
Resonating body.
The greater the void, the lower the sound.
Hi, Rico, I got something for you!
That's Mr. Buehl!
It's only the readjustment of your vocal chords.
We should visit him!
What for?
He could help us with Mum. They'll fall in love like in the movies!
It's not gonna work, Rico!
Hi! Where are you going? Are you solving a new case?
We're going upstairs.
For yum!
Thanks.
You are really cute, Rico Doretti!
Man!
Rico, we had a plan. You can't just cancel it. Wait, Rico!
Rico, Oskar! Good you are here!
Sorry, but we're in a hurry!
Well!
What a pity!
Hold on a second, Rico!
- Mr. Buehl is a cop! - So what?
If we let him in on this, he might arrest your Mum!
Never!
I'll get it!
OK.
Can I help you?
Who is it?
Well, who is it?
Rico and Oskar. That's nice!
We didn't mean to disturb.
What's his problem?
Kids!
OK!
Mrs. Dombrowski...
Why does she work in the mornings if she's retired?
Return call...
- Rico and Tanja Doretti. - Please leave a message after the beep.
Boris!
What's the matter?
Ms. Doretti is causing trouble!
Tanja?
You know another Doretti?
No.
See what I mean?
She must be brought back to her senses.
You'll be giving her a piece of your mind!
A piece of my mind, yes.
Boris?
- You forgot something! - Gotta go.
I won't say it again!
Ellie, tell me, am I cross-eyed?
No, my boy. You aren't. Go on!
Making outwith this fizzy-wine chick!
It wasn't fizzy-wine, Rico. It was champagne. A lot more expensive!
Even worse! So she means something to him!
Mr. Buehl committed adultery with a champagne chick!
But he's not even married, is he?
As far as I'm concerned, yes!
Fine, back to plan A!
We'll drive to Wilmersdorf to tail terrible Ellie.
And we don't need this adulterer to save Mum!
Listen to me...
Single ticket,
reduced fare,
press two, and buy!
I'll do it.
I've never been this far away from home without an adult!
We have to take a left!
Sorry!
No problem.
Voilà!
Voi-what?
Voile. It's French and means: here, there you go!
The French speak French.
France is next to Germany. Below. To the left.
The French love Camembert.
And baguette.
And they are really good at kissing.
At least Ms. Dahling says so. And she's been there!
What if Ms. Wandbeck is not at home?
Well then...
Why are you stopping?
Come one now!
Isn't it cute?
Come on!
Move!
Come on!
- She's out of her mind! - Rico!
She'll recognize you, damn!
It's so small! What if she walks into a bus and Porsche gets hurt?
Who's Porsche?
- The Jack Russell! - How do you know its name?
I think the name fits.
Wait here!
Boris? Well?
Of course you will! Don't argue! I am not going to let her pull my leg!
I'll meet you at 9 o'clock tomorrow! We need to drive out to the warehouse.
In you go!
What next?
Retreat and plan B!
Which plan B?
We have time until tomorrow to find an ally. Someone with a car!
Mr. Kiessling!
But he's on vacation.
- There's someone else with a car... - Who?
But we'd need Mum's laptop to get his phone number.
Ok. No problem.
Irina is here, she's great!
The laptop, Rico!
- Hi, Irina! - Hi, Rico!
This is Oskar, my best friend. Irina is Mum's best friend.
But tell me, boy...
you blind or what?
- He's incognito. - I see!
You being follow, right?
You don't tell anything, Auntie Irina protect you!
Oh, my goodness, you have beautiful eyes!
You try to make Auntie Irina go weak at knees?
I know who you are. You are little birdie falling off net, right?
- Net? Nest? Isn't that what I said? - Nest?
Shut out by own father, right? Sound better like this?
Oh, look! I must have this absolutely!
It'll hit the men like a bombshell! Isn't that how you say it?
Since you keep asking: No, that's not how you say it!
You mix up the German articles and have no command over the inflections.
Sweet little Oskar, lam flexible like a young girl!
And if I have wrong articles, I go and change in the supermarket!
Is that how you say it, or isn't it?
Boris, what are you doing here?
- I need to talk to you! - Bad timing!
- What the heck are you doing? - Boris?
Boris! What brings you here?
The laptop, Rico!
Irina and I wanted to go shopping before the shops close, you know?
It's urgent!
Who is he?
That's Mum's and lrina's boss. He owns the nightclub where they work.
We'll talk later on in the club. We really need to go. See you later, ok?
Bye!
Ey, Tanja! What he want from you?
No idea. I'll get dressed.
Boys, boys, boys. Something strange is going on here.
Is that how you say it?
Van Scherten...
Hello Mr. van Scherten, we need your help!
She threatened to drown me if Mum doesn't help her!
She's capable of anything, the old hag!
Stop!
Where are we stopping?
Careful!
Fits!
- Look! - Ls Porsche there, too?
Yes!
And a man!
It's Boris!
She must have called him on the phone yesterday.
And that's why he showed up at your Mum's!
Hurry up! Hurry up, you idiot!
Wait a minute.
Good doggie.
Get off my trousers, you stupid beast!
How come Boris knows the terrible Ellie?
He's her son. Yes, years ago I talked to him for a bit.
And he took her to the bingo night in that car.
Oh, dear.
You may start pulling out of the parking space.
What?
We can't see them anymore. Change lanes, please!
There you go!
There he is!
They're leaving the city!
They have hamsters here. Giant ones!
Never heard of them.
With murderous teeth, steely claws, and fat cheek pouches!
Each pouch big enough for a whole child!
Watch out!
Oh, my God!
Come on, speed up!
I'm driving as fast as I can!
But we're losing them.
That guy is crazy!
Statistically speaking, most accidents occur in the New Federal States.
Oh, boy!
Oh, dear...
We lost them.
Damn!
- They must have taken a field path! - Shall we go down every single path?
Not necessary. There's a raised high!
There!
What do you see?
They stopped at a barn!
Will you remember how to get there?
First we need to go back and then turn right!
That's left!
That's what I meant! Let's start again: Back and then right...
I mean left and then straight ahead...
and then take the second, no, the third field path...
I don't get it!
Why don't you get up here?
- That way! Straight ahead. - Wait a minute!
Wait!
- Oskar! - Come on!
Yes!
Slow down!
Come on, Oskar!
Come on, yes.
Rico, Oskar!
Rico, where are you?
Ellie, I...
Careful, you fool!
It's too much to carry!
Idiot!
Careful! Stop! Turn around! No, bend down!
- No, I meant, go down on your knees! - Sorry!
And put those boxes down slowly!
- Do I need to explain everything? - Sorry.
- Like that, yes. Now put it in there! - Sorry.
Did you speak to Ms. Doretti?
I'll do that tonight.
Why is he stuttering?
- I told you to do it yesterday! - But she wasn't alone.
You are absolutely useless!
- Ellie is really mean! - That's why he stutters.
You think so?
The key to the barn.
Quiet!
Be quiet!
What was that?
Hamsters?
Nonsense!
Take a look!
Go!
Down!
Who's there?
No, don't!
Nothing!
Come on then!
No, no, no...
No, no!
Sorry.
That was close!
I have a grass pollen allergy.
They came to get supplies.
We have to get into that barn. Come on!
Someone has to stay behind. In case they return.
- That'll be me, I guess. - Ok.
Thank God!
- Come on! - Wait.
I wanna know what's inside!
- Rico, hold on a sec! - Wait!
Crap. There must be a way in somewhere...
A box full of mobile phones.
Watches... 10... 20. 20 of them!
Flatscreen TVs. 10. 15!
Rico!
Where do they get all this stuff?
Stolen, and now they sell it underhand!
Or won at the bingo games.
A whole box full of handbags. Too many watches to even count.
5, 6 flatscreen TVs...
Ms. Wandbeck is obviously not only supplying our neighborhood.
And I'm sure there are people helping her son to sell the stuff!
We have to tell the police!
Without evidence?
- The key! - Which key?
Ellie locked the barn with a key, which she then gave to Boris.
And he added it to his set of keys!
We have to get a hold of it! If we have Boris' keys, we can prove it!
But how? We don't even know where he lives!
But where he works!
Mum said Boris' office looks like a pigsty,
everything is lying around.
- His keys, too? - Maybe.
But how do we get a hold of them?
Kids are not allowed in a nightclub.
Kids aren't, but adults are!
Oh, dear!
We can't let you go all by yourself.
No, as I said: I'll put on my suit and tie
and visit that club. Does that sound good?
Close the door!
He's gonna mess it up. 100 percent sure!
Definitely!
At least we still have plan C, part 2. Or plan D, part 2. Or part 1?
What's the matter?
I need a toilet.
Just to pee?
You really wanna know?
Her again! Hurry up!
I want to kiss you, Rico Doretti!
She even stayed overnight!
- Hi, boys, how are you? - We're in a hurry.
This is full of flavor enhancers.
So what?
So tell me about your plan C, or D!
How can I help... Mr. van Scherten?
Good evening, Ms. Doretti. It's not what you think it is.
I don't think at all!
- Tanja, the usual! - White wine?
Oskar, we must drive there!
Rico? At this hour?
What do you need these handcuffs for?
They'll be sure more useful use than your teddy bear.
We need a cab!
Rico! Oskar! What are you doing out here? Where are you going?
- We're helping Mum and Mr. van Scherten! - Who?
Never mind.
Frederico!
You can't stop us. It's a question of life or death!
What? What's the matter?
To the "mousetrap", please!
I'm not gonna let you drive around Berlin in the middle of the night!
Helpless and half blind.
Another beer, please. Thanks.
The back door, Rico! We said the back door!
So it's plan F!
It doesn't work that way. And it's plan E at the most!
- What are you gonna say anyway? - She's right!
Are you crazy or what?
- We're looking for an elderly man. - Exactly.
Your grandfather or what?
A good friend of the family.
Guys, this is a nightclub, not a playground, ok?
Don't you have sympathy for a little boy, who is losing his eyesight?
You must be absolutely mad! Gee!
Crap!
- And now? - Guess what? The back door!
Damn, it's closed!
Here!
- We can get in up there! - Super!
- Rico! - Another one. Up here!
- You can't do that! - Quiet!
Oskar! Rico!
- You can't do that! - Of course we can!
Keys, keys...
Rico! Both of you get back here now!
It's your fault if we get caught!
Why my fault?
- Keep going. - Yes.
So it's this way.
- Storage room. - Nothing.
Two little boys in such a club.
Let's go! I have to follow them!
- Mr. van Scherten, is that you? - Rico?
Hello?
I'm stuck. Oh, no!
We came in through the window. We were worried.
Oh, boy, you guys got some nerve!
Did you find the keys?
I'm afraid not!
Will you come dancing? Come on!
Look, the key!
Let's get out of here!
Come on!
In here!
Hide!
In here!
Make sure you get the keys out of here, no matter what happens!
- Yes. - Yes!
Nuts?
But...
What's happening? Why did you set off the alarm?
Me afraid of my life!
Herr van Scherten?
Hurry up, call an ambulance!
It's according to plan!
Hello? We have small problem. Man fall over in the "Mousetrap".
We need "nee-naw-engine" here!
Thanks.
- What are you doing? - Nothing. You take care of him.
I'll close up the club. It's useless anyway.
- Ok. - I'll take care.
Ms. Dahling!
- Boys. I am so happy you're well! - Have you been hangin' up there for long?
I am hanging up here, true enough!
Would you be kind enough to help me get down somehow?
We're going back out to help you.
You'll be out in no time!
Look who's here!
L 9011 you!
Where do you think you're going?
- Throw, Rico! - There!
Stop!
- Throw, Oskar! - Yes!
Give them back! Gimme the keys!
Give 'em back!
- Super! - Stop the nonsense, gimme the keys!
I'm warning you: Gimme that damn key!
Stop! That's enough!
Give me the key
or I'll wring your little friend's neck, you understand?
Now!
- Oskar! - Damn, I can't believe this!
Kids!
Stop! Don't move! Police!
You are surrounded!
Get down on your knees! Hands behind your back!
Oskar.
Get this thing off my head!
I'll catch you!
He's much better.
Tomorrow he'll be fine.
Good 0l' Mr. van Scherten. You really made us jump!
- Rico and Oskar are still inside. - What?
I'm sorry.
Take these handcuffs off. Now, you filthy little rats!
- That was very brave of you! - And very clever of you!
Rico! Oskar! Don't worry, I'm here!
Are you ok?
All under control, Mum.
What are you doing?
Hello? ls there someone? Hello?
Damn, we forgot all about her!
What?
Wait, we'll help you!
Take it easy.
Thanks!
Are you ok, Ms. Dahling?
Yes, I just dislocated my hip a little bit.
You should go to the hospital with Mr. van Scherten.
How is Mr. van Scherten?
Better. But why on earth did he eat those nuts?
To save us and this key.
He knew that if he collapsed, we'd have a chance to escape.
That was very brave of him.
What a man!
Thanks. I'm fine, thanks.
- We need you to testify, Ms... um... - Doretti.
Get in, come on!
Well, Rico and Oskar.
You two heaven hounds. Did you do it again?
It's all your fault! Yours and the champagne chick's fault!
Oskar and I would have needed a cop!
We had to do it all by ourselves. We found out Mum was being blackmailed,
we came up with a plan to follow Ellie,
we found Boris' hot goods
and we headed off to put a stop to his game!
While you had to fool around with that champagne chick,
even overnight!
- Rico, I... - And now!
Rico, calm down!
Listen to me! It was my birthday...
and the champagne chick did stay overnight.
But she slept on the couch. She's my sister.
Really?
Tissue?
No, thanks.
Happy birthday.
Thank you!
So you are not an adulterer?
- Me? - Forget it.
These are Boris' keys.
This key is for the barn, in which the stolen goods are hidden.
I wrote directions and a list of all the stolen goods.
Looks like you've done a good job!
Listen, son, we need to talk. But we'll do that at home, ok?
And us, too, Simon.
- Simon? - I'll take you home.
You stay here, Oskar!
- What? - You're coming with me.
Tanja and Rico need to talk alone. We'll see if your Dad is at home.
If he's not there, you can always stay at our place.
- Thanks. - And even if he's there.
- Well, who is this? - Elke. Elke Dahling.
Van Scherten. Ludger.
It's from Mr. Buehl, right?
You've been in love all along.
You turned him down because he's a cop.
Won't take long.
You were broken-hearted!
Lovesick.
What have you done, you idiot?
I'd rather spend my life in jail than another day with you.
I know you did all of this just to protect me.
Or they would have killed me.
Nonsense, Rico. No one wanted to kill you.
I heard terrible Ellie say she was going to send me to Daddy.
To heavens above.
You got that wrong, Rico.
It's like this:
Boris knows where your Dad lives
He told his Mum, Ellie, about it and that's how the whole thing started.
But Daddy is dead.
He died while fishing, off the coast of Naples.
I ran away from him. He wasn't a good man, your Dad.
Did he beat you up?
Rico, some people put their unhappiness on to others.
And so I ran.
How does Boris know where Dad lives?
They were friends.
- And then he started blackmailing you? - No.
It was Ellie's idea.
She threatened to tell your Dad where we live.
So you did do it to protect me?
The whole time I was afraid of being caught and arrested.
And then this policeman moved in here...
The hottest piece of cake you ever saw.
All this time I was looking for a way out and couldn't find it.
I was so desperate and now I am afraid you hate me.
I don't, Mum.
Mum? Why did you tell me Dad drowned?
I didn't!
You made that up.
I did?
So my sea animal revenge was completely in vain?
Oskar!
My Dad wasn't at home.
Come here!
I'm sure your Dad will get in touch. You can stay here as long as you want.
Thanks!
Is there space for another guest?
Come in.
Porsche!
Cool, cool, cool. That was your idea!
Either here or the animal shelter.
May I keep him? Please!
Of course.
- Yes! - Hi, sweetie!
Alright, I'll be gone. I'll come back tomorrow. I mean, if I may...
Anytime.
In case I forget...
Aren't you gonna stay overnight?
Dogs pass on parasites.
Oh, Porsche!
DIRECTOR WOLFGANG GROOS
PRODUCERS PHILIPP BUDWEG ROBERT MARCINIAK
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER THOMAS BLIENINGER
SCRIPT MARTIN GYP KENS
BASED ON THE NOVEL "THE PASTA DETECTIVES 2"
BY ANDREAS STEINHOFEL published by CARLSEN VERLAG.
My most valuable treasure is in here!
Your mastermind here didn't wanna believe it.
Doretti!
My calf stone!
It's so beautiful!
WE'LL BE BACK IN SUMMER "THE PASTA DETECTIVES 3"
VISUAL DESIGN STEFAN BIEBL
PRODUCTION DESIGN MATTHIAS MUSSE
EDITOR MARCO PAV DAURIA
FILM MUSIC ROBERT MATT
ASSISTANT DIRECTOR BENEDTICT HOERMANN
WARDROBE SIKE SOMMER
MAKE UP - KATRIN WESTERHAUSEN GLORIA GOSCHEL
ORIGINAL SOUND FRANK HEIDBRINK
SOUND DESIGN SEBASTIAN SCHMIDT
MIXER OLAF MEHL
LINE PRODUCER CHRIS EVERT
CASTING DANIELA TOLKIEN
ILLUSTRATIONS PETER SCHOSSOW