So let them become communists, what's the problem?
I'd rather go naked than wear fur!
- Oh yeah! - Awesome!
You haven't got a clue!
I've picked off our public enemies, shot them one by one.
We'll make two real soldiers of Max and Moritz yet, and that's that!
You'll be surprised yet! As soon as I...
I'm finished!
You'll have to do your own hand-jobs in the future!
Children, let's all sing something together, shall we?
Mom doesn't like music while she's fucking.
Just not the right time for it.
Aw, come on, a pretty song!
Cup your hands gently around our world,
or that which sustains us all will shatter like glass;
or it will shatter - keep your hands cupped,
so that its wonders will live longer than us.
Man, Paula, will you quit the singing!
You know perfectly well it always gives us boners!
Man!
Please flush, Mom!
Man, I haven't even taken a dump yet, you little jerk.
Are you drunk again?
Watch it, or I'll land you one!
Ever since the silly cow got you into high school
you've started spouting this crap.
But that's a good thing, Mrs. Reischke.
You keep out of this, you... social worker, you.
How sweet - can you explain to me why your two social cases
keep on their filthy come-rags in the bathtub?
But that's just a sign that they have some sense of shame left!
Come on, out of the tub!
Hurry up!
But... Mrs. Reischke, please!
Today, if you please!
Hello.
This is where the music's playing.
How can you humiliate your children so?!
Oh, "how can you humiliate your children so"...you're off your rocker!
Okay - while we're at it...
now that you're such proper little men,
I thought - oops - I thought that...
Get to the point, Mom.
Well, alright... you remember the sheik who came to visit me last week?
The beer hauler from Casablanca?
Yes, whatever - well, in any case I want you to be circumcised.
Rita? What's this about now?
I just want you to be able to have really great fucks later on.
There is a house in New Orleans
they call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl,
and me, o God, for one.
Does Mom have to hang around this drunken joint again?
Oh come on, she just wants to have a little fun.
But this is seriously lacking in style!
Go and tell my baby sister
Not to do like I have done,
And anyway, we've got other plans!
But to shun that house in New Orleans
That they call the Rising Sun.
Who're you calling?
The drug squad!
With one foot on the platform,
And the other foot right here on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear the ball and chain.
You two wankers really put the brakes on the fun.
Oh, chill Mom. Work comes before partying.
Ohhh - I can't even decide!
Come on Mom, please!
Well, how does this look?
Mom, if you show up at your local bar in that,
we might as well turn ourselves in!
Which one should I take? This one or that one?
Ha ha - now would you look at that lazy bitch.
Really, if one of us tried to get away with that...!
Aw Mom, Paula works her ass off for us.
Yeah, for you, maybe - but as soon
as it's something practical, she's got her finger up her butt.
Ha!
Morning, princess.
You're wearing a fur coat. It's not real, is it?
Of course it's real. It's beautiful.
I'd rather go naked than wear fur!
- Oh yeah! - Awesome!
Every year several million animals are caught in barbaric traps.
It's been observed repeatedly that especially females trying to get back
to their young gnaw off their own paws in the trap to free themselves!
Every fur coat represents the endless suffering of dozens of animals.
This cruelty will only stop when the public refuses
to buy and wear fur products - when it sees through
the advertising slogans of companies that are only interested in profit
and this causes unjustifiable suffering and death.
Those who know these facts must do their share in informing others,
on behalf of the animals and of common decency.
Now I'm really hungry.
Fur farms aren't any better, of course.
After the animals spend months under inhumane conditions, in tiny cages,
all kinds of extreme weather conditions and of course,
insufferable boredom, they are killed by strangling,
gas or having their necks snapped.
Often, they aren't even anaesthetized.
Her breasts are probably very well cared for.
One time with Paula... that would be it!
Hands off, loser!
Why? It's just a bit of fondling!
But it's not doing anything for her if she's asleep!
- It is for me, though! - Forget it.
- Paula's not jerking-off material! - You've got the hots for her yourself!
Paula is a saint! If I ever do get to fuck her, it's actually going to be nice.
- Why you? - Because she likes me better!
Forget it! Neither of us will get her - or both of us, if at all!
Can we get going already?
Officially, we wouldn't even be allowed to go for ice cream with you two.
Hehe, totally, we'd be grounded for at least a week.
But breezing around in a stolen car in the middle of the night, that's okay?
Of course! Nobody would suspect us of something like this.
Does that mean that given suitable circumstances
you might on occasion possibly even give us a hand-job?
- Sure! - Absolutely!
Which one of you will start?
She is.
You're going to have to do your own hand-jobs in the future, got that?
Right, Pauline?
Freeze! Police!
Check it out, bro, we hit a cop car!
A cop car!
Here. A little pick-me-up.
O god, o god!
Yeah... they're with the cops.
Went for a spin with some big shot's daughters because you neglected
your duty of supervision. Ha, you figure out how to set that straight.
I'm going out for a fuck.
These are well-meaning, needy people
who simply drew the short straw in our welfare society.
We can't just let them drop.
Deep in their hearts, Max and Moritz really are sensitive beings!
I've just managed to establish emotional contact.
My god, I've had enough of your social democratic drivel!
Now I'm going to confront you with the words
the senator used when he saw me off at City Hall.
Send the brats to Siberia, send them to the Moon, I don't give a shit...
as long as these guys are gone from Hamburg
within the next twenty-four hours!
Just because your boss can't handle his daughters, right?
Well... can't you say something, too!
Colleagues!
You know what, sweetheart?
Why don't you just have a few kids of your own,
then you can work yourself to death over those.
You as a democrat must not, under any circumstances,
override the applicable laws-
Christian democrat, if you please. How about the two of us tonight-
You Christian democrat pig! I won't abandon my boys!
If I have to, I'll appeal to the Constitutional Court,
you can be sure of that!
My god, I guess we'll just have to find a place for these criminals
in another federal state then, just this once.
As far as I know, we've had pretty good experiences in the new states,
haven't we? Colleagues?
We don't do things by halves, we are pros and we're tough
When others don't know how to finish, we're just starting out.
We can do it the hard way We'll cut you down to size
Our very own methods Knock the stuffing out of you.
We are not educators, we don't believe in morals,
in scruples or in weakness It's illegal? Fuck that!
No more compromises, we are sick of that
And anyone who falls behind will be squashed flat!
Discipline and order Plenty of tears, sweat and blood
Discipline and order That's our program, that feels good
Discipline and order We are hard and we are sadists
Discipline and order Like it used to be with communism
Discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline...
Right, chums – now off to the showers, and then to clothes storage,
to get some smart uniforms for you.
Shove it up your ass, you jerks.
When you think about it, it's unfair.
What?
Well,
the Hamburg Youth Welfare Agency pays us 150 euros a day per child.
So? That's great.
Yeah, it is – but we get half of that at most for our own problem children
from the Thuringia region.
Naturally. Our children from the GDR aren't half as wild
as those from the West, you know that.
But it's still unfair.
Unfair... capitalism is unfair anyway.
But you do want to drive your own BMW eventually, don't you?
True.
- Shit. - What have they done to my dogs?
Theoretically, we'd have to shoot them now.
The boys?
The mutts of course, you idiot.
The boys are practically the basis of our existence.
Well, theoretically I could shoot them, but practically I can't shoot my dogs.
Better think of something then.
Look at that! We're not quite as stupid as we look.
Attention! Turn left! March lock-step!
Discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline...
Criminal elements, here is where you pay your dues
We're on the right path of reunification here in the East
If you don't obey, you'll have no easy life,
because we'll drive you into the ground!
We are tough, we can take one and we love to deal one
Our boot camp is no house of pleasure!
Discipline and order Plenty of tears, sweat and blood
Discipline and order That's our program, that feels good
Discipline and order We are tough and we are sadists
Discipline and order Like it used to be with communism
Discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline...
Discipline and order Plenty of tears, sweat and blood
Discipline and order That's our program, that feels good
Discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline...
Ow! Shit - fucking shit.
Hey, Schultz, get up or I'll kick you in the nuts.
I've run myself sore.
Damn it, pull yourself together, at least until we reach the rest area!
It's all useless anyway... Your concept doesn't shock them at all!
I want out. They can sod off.
Come on, let's get out of here.
I don't want to get out of here.
What? Does any of this shit make any sense to you?
Well, I do want to know what else they've got going here.
Who? The Easterners and their mega-tough bullshit?
They're not bullshitting. It's just who they are.
These stupid jerks are going to starve us.
We'll see about that.
We're hungry!
You'll have to provide for yourselves, it's kind of part of our program.
Provide for ourselves how?
You know, worms, frogs, bugs – put into pot, hang over fire,
stir –yummy soup, presto.
Don't stare like that. We did the same thing in the army.
What, federal army?
Hey hey hey hey – no insults, okay?
I think it's different with Easterners.
Exactly. National People's Army.
And now, scoot. Find some grub!
Thanks for the chat, Comrade, Sir.
Man! Do those bloody Westerners always have to have the last word?
Chill. You better see to it that you get up again tomorrow morning.
What for? You don't seriously think we'll ever see those two again?
Totally wrong. Of course they'll be back.
They'll probably try to take the piss out of us again.
Never learned anything else. Not in their lives.
Come on, lookee, lookee, lookee, lookee!
Fucking shit!
See what I mean now?
Been a long time since our youth
Neverland lies in the sea
Nothing left
Uncle Lenin says goodbye
Red Star on May 1 – long gone
Dream on a little longer
Dream something nice once more
Dream something funny once more
Let it go
They could have shared with us.
Stop whining, better think of something.
So, boys, that's it then, right? Ass getting a bit chilly yet?
Did you talk to anyone about the stuff you're doing to us?
Shut it, you degenerate dog.
You won't shoot anyway, you loser!
Axel? Axel! Axel!
Aw, and the Eastie didn't even hit him!
We are no murderers!
Fucking crap... and that's exactly the problem!
Come on, sit up... come on, Axel, that's it... that's it, that's it, that's it...
But you must promise me that we let the two guys go at once.
Promise. Provided you haven't just killed them.
Don't panic.
We're still alive.
Listen up, boys: Axel and I have realized that the two of you are
incapable of being properly educated by us. Get lost!
Why? Axel's latest campaign wasn't all that crappy!
- Oh, fuck off, you scumbags. - Get lost!
Henry, from now on we'll just accept tiny little boys.
Come, my friend, and let us revel
in our memories
Do you remember, we were so hungry,
our hearts hot and young
Love gave us security,
safety and strength
Do you remember how the tender plant
of friendship grew between two men
It was not all bad, my friend,
it was a wonderful time
It would be unfair, my friend
to our past
It was not all bad, my friend
Not everything was bleak and grey
It was not all bad,
you are so right, my friend
I know it well
I don't know why those Easterners are always whining.
The town's totally pretty. Clean, looked after...
Except that this fucking dump doesn't even have a car to steal.
Hey – does too!
Only a pimp could drive a jalopy like that.
Oh, bullshit – there aren't even any real pimps in the East.
Yes there are... Western pimps.
You asswipes!
Jerks!
That's my vehicle! Shit!
Well, will somebody call the police or what! My car!
Hey, prettyboy!
He can shove his car up his ass.
Fuck!
Well, my peach? How are you doing?
Come on now, it wasn't all that bad.
Have some nice, real coffee, there you go...
and then you'll have something to eat and you'll feel much better.
Come on, open that pretty mouth.
You know, Henry...
if we really only accept very, very young boys from now on,
it'll have certain personal advantages for us, too.
We wouldn't have to hide and keep our love a secret anymore.
You mean because they'll be too young to understand anything.
Exactly.
They must be high.
Well, what have we done wrong?
Take your garden hammocks and fuck off, you populist cops!
You know, now that we're alone again,
we could sleep together again sometime.
You're much too tense.
Small wonder after my crap day.
Shut up, princess, and relax.
Yes...
Shit...
Hello.
I knew it...
Get out! Your little trip's over!
Is it true that the two rascals live here?
Theoretically, yes.
But in reality we released them a while ago.
What does that mean – yes or no?
Nothing – take them with you.
If this is where they're registered, this is where their home is, isn't it?
Can't you just officially dump the boys back in Hamburg?
Hey, people... just take a look at them! It'll just lead to trouble for all of us.
Which is what you deserve – ow!
That's enough.
Morning.
Is there coffee?
Can we ask you something personal?
Go ahead, if you must.
What kind of educational club is this, exactly?
You really want to know?
- Of course! - Of course!
Say, Axel, would you really have shot us, in that ditch?
If it hadn't been for Henry, absolutely.
Oh, come on – you don't kill people.
You haven't got a clue!
I've picked off our public enemies, shot them one by one, at the border.
What kind of public enemies?
Deserters of the Republic.
Isn't this like pearls before swine?
Nonsense, this is our last chance!
Argh! What is it!?
That Makarenko was really cool.
He picked murderers, killers and rapists off the streets
to get them into the University of Moscow.
So what? Paula got us into high school too.
Yeah, using her cute ass and her tits.
But what's that got to do with Makarenko?
Maybe he was gay to the bone and fucked them all
before he sent them to Moscow.
Well, at least read it before you diss it.
Getting murderers into university – where's that possible?
Well, in the Soviet Union, seventy years ago.
You turn communist then, you loser.
I will, too.
Henry?
Can you explain the thing about communism
and Makarenko to me in detail?
Bravo, Moritz, I'd love to!
Who marches out from factories, villages and smithies?
Who stands guard for you, who's keeping watch?
Who guards and protects the people's peace?
Who keeps your henchmen and killers at bay?
That's us, the ones who stand guard,
ready and determined, on land and at sea
That's us, that's your comrades
in the Worker's and Farmer's Army.
That's us, that's your comrades
in the Worker's and Farmer's Army.
Well, that's quite something, huh?
Why were all you people in the East so incredibly stupid?
See, I told you - you can't use that to inspire anyone today,
nobody buys into that anymore!
Right, and no one gets it, either.
You don't have to get it.
Communism is a matter of the heart.
You feel it – or you don't.
But only flags and marches all the time, who wants to put up with that?
Didn't you have anything nice over there?
Uhhh, Axel...? Something nice...
We had great beat bands.
And the Ice Princess...
Boys - we've got one more.
European Champion, World Champion, and Olympic Champion:
Katharina Witt from the German Democratic Republic!
Sometimes I walk down my road without looking,
Sometimes I wish I had my rocking horse back,
Sometimes I'm without rest or peace,
Sometimes I close all doors behind me.
Sometimes I'm cold and sometimes hot,
Sometimes I no longer know that which I knew,
Sometimes I'm already tired in the morning,
And then I seek comfort in a song.
Seven bridges you will have to cross,
Seven dark years you'll have to get through,
Seven times you'll have to turn to ashes,
But finally you'll shine brightly, too.
Sometimes the clock of life seems to have stopped,
Sometimes it seems we're just walking in circles,
Sometimes you feel sick with wanderlust,
Sometimes you sit quietly on a bench.
Sometimes you reach out for the whole world,
Sometimes you think your lucky star's falling,
Sometimes you take where you'd rather give,
Sometimes you hate that which you love.
Seven bridges you will have to cross,
Seven dark years you'll have to get through,
Seven times you'll have to turn to ashes,
But finally you'll shine brightly, too.
I'm telling you, perhaps communism isn't all that crappy.
Just because you creamed your pants over the singing?
Oh, and you didn't?
Kiss my ass.
Morning, boys!
- Good Morning, Captain, Sir! - Good Morning, Captain, Sir!
Food's ready!
Why didn't you two just stay with your People's Army, anyway?
They kicked us out after Reunification.
Because we wouldn't betray our comrades.
I thought it was because Axel shot them all at the border?
That's complete nonsense... that's not true.
What bullshit have you told them?
You were the dog master and the mutts kept biting you in the ass.
What do you want, anyway, to be communists or to make money?
Both, if possible.
If we go back to Hamburg and tattle on you,
you'll never get any boys from them again,
which means there won't be any more money.
Say, you People's Army folks,
do you happen to have any guns lying around?
Sure. We've got an actual arsenal here.
That's out of the question!
Then I don't know why we're still hanging around here. Come on, Max.
At least ask them why they want to learn how to shoot
- it doesn't necessarily have to be something negative.
Cease fire! What is this, kindergarten?
You didn't even hit anything!
Take a proper look, will you!
Another two or three days and we'll have the boys house-trained.
I'm telling you:
We'll make two proper soldiers of Max and Moritz yet, and that's that!
Stop goggling, better join in - you could benefit from a little training.
I'll just put the key away.
Now, don't you go acting up, Agnes! You stupid chicken.
Doesn't hurt, does it?
Yes, we're done already, we're done, it's okay!
It's okay. That's good.
Relax.
Agnes won't put up with that much longer.
You could try the rooster.
I did, a while ago. He keeps shitting the thing back out.
Stop it.
Say... do you think the boys got wind of our relationship?
I don't want to lose our little bit of authority.
Then stop groping me!
You've still got your belt.
Say - did you check on the boys?
They're in bed reading Makarenko.
Get up, man!
Stop it!
Did you read about the expropriation stuff?
With the Makarenko boys.
They could totally officially beat up anyone who didn't want
the same things as the communists and then run them off!
Really?
And then they took it all for themselves:
Manor houses, land, pigs and chickens!
They really had the criminal stuff down pat.
Who marches out from factories, villages and smithies?
Who stands guard for you, who's keeping watch?
Who guards and protects the people's peace?
Who keeps your henchmen and killers at bay?
What's up?
Line up for breakfast, you faggots!
Really, this is...
Shut your trap. And give me the handcuffs.
Hurry up, or do you need a poker up your ass?
Come on, get out, go on!
Fucking crap, ever since Reunification
we've been dealt nothing but loser hands.
And that's all my fault, is it?
If you hadn't started with your communism again,
we wouldn't be sitting here in this undignified manner.
Maybe we should set them on fire so they'll give us the key.
Can you think of something other than the fucking arsenal?
Why, some shooting around would be wicked! What do you want?
Paula should come here.
I should have buried them after all.
Well, at least they haven't found the arsenal key yet.
What if they torture us in order to get the hiding place out of us?
Maybe Paula would want to raise a colony with us.
How's that supposed to work?
Well, she could gather all the boys under her care and bring them here.
Oh! And we'd be in charge of their education
and cash in 150 euros each a day from Youth Welfare!
- Exactly. - Really cool.
That's what I'm saying.
Let's call Paula right away.
Mr. Bartels, for the last time:
If you don't keep your boy away from this exhibitionist stuff,
I'll... I'll... I'll tear off your balls, that's what!!
And now get out of my sight!
State Family Support, Paula Winter speaking, hello?
Max? How are you doing in the East?
What? You want to be communists?
Max, please get one of your supervisors on the phone for me,
will you?
Max?
Hello?
Max?
Hello?
Moritz?
So let them become communists, what's the problem?
But they're being beaten, I heard it myself!
You told me about your wonderful childhood in Moscow.
That was all communists too, wasn't it?
Yeah, but communism sucks.
Aha?
They totally destroyed my grandpa in a gulag.
Ow! Man, you don't have to go and break my bones!
In any case, I'm definitely going.
Where?
Well, to Max and Moritz! And you have to come too!
I don't have anything to wear.
Right, you hoodlums...
time to sniff the cannon.
Ah... drink it down,
nice... that's good.
How can
you be a pimp
with a dick that small?
Come on, little one.
Anything's possible in the East.
Come on in then, you two clowns. Hanne already said you'd be coming.
He said you were supposed to really whoop it up in here.
Well, look at that.
Had fun in the dog kennel?
Not really.
You want something to drink first?
Do you want a drink!
Yes, two beers, please.
Theoretically, we shouldn't have come.
But practically, Hanne would be extremely pissed
if we turned down his present.
Imagine if he hadn't come?
We'd still be sitting in the fucking dog kennel.
Well, you're right, but...
- A glass? - Yes.
No thanks, I'll have it like this.
Say... we want money instead of free fucks.
You're not serious!
Yes, please go ask.
What did you say to her?
Darling, your two educators are here
and want to know if they can get cash for your voucher.
Those two dopeheads! Have they got their heads up their ass?
Of course they'll have to fuck for the money! It's obvious, isn't it?
I've got nothing to give away for free.
And they're not to leave here before I'm back, got it?
And now I've got work to do here.
Well, boys, looks like you'll have to get through it.
I suggest you take your time finishing your beer
and then you go have a nice time fucking until Hanne's back, okay?
Bienchen, Chantal, Mandy, come here, will you?
Getting a bit hot now, my friends!
Huh? Small dick...
you'll be surprised yet at my elephant's cock...
Cheers, sweetheart!
Cheers. Here's to you.
And you. You were great.
Now, you filthy pigs!
Are you going to be upstanding Germans in my district? What?
- Yes! - What?!
Yes!
Then get lost!
Now!
Those... shooting them as deserters is too decent!
Thought you could dissolve into thin air, didn't you.
Now I'll take you home.
I'll be back tomorrow - and then I'll officially fuck you.
Axel! Did you have a bit of fun today?
I knew it, I knew it from the beginning!
What did you know?
Well, that... that you're not even really gay.
Come on.
He... he's crazy.
Taking the first best opportunity to shamelessly betray our love!
Girls, leave us alone for a bit. I think we're having family issues.
Sod off!
Now don't be ridiculous!
I heard it - I heard it perfectly well.
What?
Well, you moaned loudly.
So what? That's normal.
Tell me... did you...
did you let them blow you?
Is that the only problem you've got right now?
Of course, why?
"Why, why"? Can't you think of the boys for a moment, you egomaniac?
Don't try to change the subject, okay?
Hanne will kill them and good riddance!
- And that's the problem. - Why?
Because Hanne is a fascist.
So what?
Don't you understand? We'd be betraying our own ideals.
Oh, nonsense! Stalin himself allied himself with Hitler, back in the day.
Well, comrades in arms?
How did you like the House of German Girls? It's great, isn't it?
It was very good, Hanne.
Of course it was!
By the way, did you know I'm the only one in the pleasure business
who works exclusively with Aryan material?
Mine said she was from Ukraine.
But of German stock, you ox!
I thought I'd eat your next little ticks directly,
saves us the bantering
Why the next ones?
Because I had to ban those two fuckbuddies from Thuringia,
of course! It's obvious!
What does that mean?
That means I can't tolerate such criminal elements in my district.
But you're not even from here yourself.
Honorary citizen, my friend!
I should be an honorary citizen,
what with everything I've done for this hick town.
And where are Max and Moritz supposed to go?
Out!
Where?
Tomorrow I'll take them to Rostock,
and then... he he... on an expensive steamship trip
to some sort of Taliban-Taliqueer sheik in Dubai. They'll be sold!
Tell me he didn't really mean that?
Bullshit! He just wanted to scare us.
I don't believe this!
Did he ride all the way from Rostock?
We'll take the boys back to Hamburg first thing tomorrow morning.
Alright, friends of the nude beach culture!
Now Murder Hanne is giving you your own!
That's for you, you motherfuckers! Hey, bandmaster!
Can love ever be a sin?
Is no one allowed to know if you're kissing
If you forget everything... from sheer happiness
Can it really be a sin
If you only ever think of the one
If you are so happy you give him everything
Can love ever be a sin?
Is no one allowed to know if you're kissing
If you forget everything... from sheer happiness
Can love ever be a sin?
Is no one allowed to know if you're kissing
If you forget everything... from sheer happiness
Four hundred euros, ladies.
Mrs. Reischke, wake up!
You have to pay for the taxi... and there's no money in your purse.
Hey! Man, your office has to pay for travel costs, anyway!
But you wanted to take a taxi!
Of course... didn't think I would take some shitty train, did you?
They'll never reimburse me for this. A receipt, please!
It's totally pretty here, all rural.
Empty again...
Oh... my god!
What is this?
Max! Moritz!
Wake up... wake up! Wake up!
Man, let them sleep, they've probably had a hard day.
But they've been abused, don't you see that?
Sure I see, they got some of their own back.
Now they've finally got someone to give them a proper talking-to.
Actually, I'm already liking these two Easties immensely, he he.
Paula?
My god, you're alive.
Hi, darling.
Hello, Mom.
Alright, your mother is going into the communists' house now
to see if they've got anything decent to drink. You wait here.
Hellooo?
Hello?
Oh crap, who's that now?
You pigs! Never give up – you pigs! What have you done to the boys...
Paula, hey!
Let the gentlemen get a word in, will you!
Okay, now you look after Max and Moritz,
I will have a serious chat with these gentlemen.
Go on, I'm their mother.
God almighty... you've got such a lovely, stiff, juicy cock...
Henry...
And what about me?
Don't whine, Axel...
your dick is great fun, too.
Who would have thought that this would...
My god, it's a miracle you're still alive. How on earth did you bear it?
We only thought of you the entire time.
Tomorrow I'll go to the police and give a report.
You can forget about that.
The cops won't lift a finger.
We'll see about that!
I... I'm so cold!
Me too.
Oh god!
Can't you warm us a little?
I'll fetch you another blanket.
It's not the same.
Come on... please lie down with us.
- Please! - Please!
- Take your hand off! - I was there first!
Yes, but I'm the eldest!
You said if we ever got her, then it'd be both of us!
Yes, but one after the other! And I'm going first!
Forget it!
Don't whine, undo her dress!
The zip is stuck!
Maybe just push it up, then. Under the blankets! And make it worth it!
Would you look at that depraved slut!
Thinking she can reform us!
Oh come on, stop it!
I'm not stopping. I'm only just getting started!
I even know how we'll get out of this mess here.
How's that?
Well, we'll go to the social worker bimbo, give her a good ride as well...
And then?
Then we'll put the entire rabble on a train and off they go to Hamburg.
And what are you going to do here by yourself?
What do you mean, by myself?
I've fallen in love.
Henry! I can't go to sleep like this.
When we're asleep, we drown
in the human sea
It doesn't hurt
Like schools of fish
we keep in contact
Completely naked
When we're asleep,
we're flying
Bold dreamers
Beautiful winners
Smart children
Gentle creatures
Anything we want to be
Man, this shitty life can be so beautiful sometimes.
We finally did it, man! Do you get that?
Totally! Too bad Paula slept so soundly.
Good thing she did. She'd never have let us otherwise.
But this way she didn't get anything out of it.
Did too!
After you'd fallen asleep, she woke up and we did it again.
Yes! I'm telling you, she sang like a nightingale!
Don't piss me off, you loser! We've still got a crap day ahead of us!
When Hanne comes back, he'll rip us a new one!
Oh, fuck that, man.
The pimp has got to go!
These weird Easterners.
Why, Bruni! The things in your head...
I can't just fuck and fuck and fuck you every day, he he he.
No, but you're screwing that Heidi with her cocksucker mouth twice a day!
No complaints, now!
When you were new, you were getting it good all the time, too.
And now I'm old news or what?
I'm only human!
It's not my fault either, but you give me the best ones!
Anything else? Do you want me to peg out from a broken back?
Nonsense, you don't get that from fucking!
What do you think I do with my murder piston every day!
Really, so it's always hard?
Obviously!
Every morning I whack it on the table edge
so it stays in shape, hard as German oak in your knothole, you stupid slut!
And what's that? Oops, oops, oops...
Are you trying to give me a rupture like Tita that time? Bloody mess!
Ha ha ha, you squashed that one, alright!
Look at that... look at that!
All that blood... who's going to clean up this shit!
She's not squealing anymore!
Brunhilde?
Looks like shit!
Wrong side! Fucking car!
Stupid slut!
You're not getting my car, you cunts.
I'm never going on vacation with you again, that's...
Sure, be my guest, be my guest...
Besides, I'm hungry!
Yeah, you're always hungry...
But they haven't got anything here
except those crappy Thuringian bratwursts.
That asshole better slow down
Hey! Get out of the way, you idiots!
You've got to do something!
I've got to do something? Who's driving, you're driving!
But I can't get past them!
Then use the horn, why don't you!
Shut your hole, you loser!
Munich won't ever be the capital!
Honk - honk - honk - honk!
Do we have to put up with this from these fucking Eastern Prussians?
Now, sonny... ha ha ha ha...
Next time...
let's go to...
America instead.
You've got to watch a lot
before you can see clearly
And how much can you hear
without ever understanding
And why does the herd
always give you new strength
When you think you can't go on,
that you can't do it on your own.
In the distance I hear your laughter,
soft in the sunset red
Within me just one question:
Are my children –
Where are my children?
Why is it that grief
is so deep and yet remote?
Pain is soon forgotten
And yet we love it well
Dreams turn to water
like our imagination
But there is a part of me
you'll never forget
In the distance I hear your laughter,
soft in the sunset red
Within me just one question:
Are my children –
Where are my children?
In the distance I hear your laughter,
soft in the sunset red
Within me just one question:
Are my children -
Well, they're attached to me.
2 years later the Free State of Thuringia with support of
the Federal Republic of Germany
established the Max and Moritz Bootcamp...
Well, you two sweethearts, what have you done now, hm?
What have you put in here?
Now listen to me, you rascals:
One more time and I'll land you one, is that clear?
Don't be so strict! Come, Grandma will give you some ice cream, come on!
Stop going behind my back! After all, I'm their mother, aren't I?
I must say I'm completely with Paula on this.
Shut up. What kind of mother are you, hm?
You don't even know whether it was Max or Moritz who got you pregnant.
I was asleep! How many times do I have to tell you that?
As often as you like. No one will believe you, anyway.
Well, I do. And now stop bickering, you two.
Axel's right. Especially not in front of the children.
Where are the children?
Max?
Moritz?
Max?
Moritz!
- Max! - Moritz?
Carry on!
One, two, three, four
Really cool.
Huh? Does any of this shit make any sense to you?