[Kalifa raps] ♪ Today top of the charts, But I used to move weed ♪
♪ You don't know how it works Just watch me ♪
♪ I built it all from nothing From the projects to... ♪
[music gets quieter]
[smacking lips] Where do you work?
- For a bank. - What branch?
- Maybe I go there. - I don't work in a branch.
Relax. It's a joke.
The twerp. Where does he work?
At the Grand Hotel, as a server.
Euro? That much just to scare him?
Not scare him. End him.
["069" by Haftbefehl]
♪ 06069 Cho ♪
♪ The banks scrape the sky ♪
♪ I scrape yarrak ♪
♪ How can I get euros? ♪
♪ Welcome to 06069 Cho ♪
♪ 06069 ♪
♪ 06069 Cho ♪
♪ 06069 ♪
[TV narrator] In the wild, a fox typically lives one to two years.
Foxes are not always pack animals.
- [banging] - Typically they live in small families.
[Ardan whistles] Come here, birra!
But some, such as arctic foxes, are known to be solitary.
[TV narrative fades out]
[he whistles]
What's that?
A promise.
So you're able to enter the building with this keycard.
You'll have access to meeting rooms and studios.
- Way more practical than keys. - So just like a hotel, huh?
Honestly, I don't know if we can send him. He's a bit of a flake.
Hi.
I know, sure. But who cares if he wins?
He's never going to give us a song. I lack the patience.
- Who's she talking about? - Not you.
Here, I need you to sign this.
- It's important the card is always Hey! - Thank you.
That's exactly what happened.
- Yeah. - [beep]
Yeah, I'm in the elevator. Hello?
Hello?
Ah, shit.
- Stress? - Aw, this sucks.
- Did you get checked in? - [he chuckles]
Today you'll meet Nura, you know? Excited?
It's all just music.
What's up with the boot camp?
Eavesdropping, were you?
Global is hosting an exclusive songwriter camp, in Berlin.
We're trying to decide which producer we should send.
- [he laughs] Me! - You ever been to a songwriter camp?
- Uh-uh. - Think you're ready for that?
- Yeah. - [mockingly] It's all just music, right?
Let's run the first... the first verse, okay?
[rhythmic intro]
♪ I pity all them bitches They jealous of my riches ♪
♪ They stalk my shit on Insta Accidentally liked my pictures ♪
♪ Always on the guest list No more Schufa ♪
♪ Yeah, fuck welfare, I make moolah ♪
♪ Call me sexy motherfucker or else Nura ♪
♪ None of you ain't done shit You're all losers ♪
[music stops]
- Nice work. - Bad jam, babe.
- Whatever. - You want to do the backups?
- Nah, let me get a drink first. - Take it easy.
- Want some, Jinn? - What you got?
- Gin. - Yeah?
Fucking with you.
- So you want some or not? - No, no thanks.
- [Nura] Oh, not on the job, huh? - Right...
If this even counts as a job. Know what I mean?
- I know what you mean. - That's what I mean.
Can you record that?
- What? - The "Know what I mean?" ad-lib.
Are you serious? You come in here and tell me to ad-lib some bullshit?
Nura, chill! Don't make him nervous.
It's a good idea. Don't you think?
Okay. Just for you, Jinny, yeah?
- [laughter] - [Wowa] Jinny!
Hit record.
[beats start]
♪ Know what I mean? ♪
♪ What I mean? ♪
♪ Haters look at me, I live my dream ♪
♪ Know what I mean? ♪
♪ What I mean? ♪
[Nura's song plays quietly]
[door buzzer]
[buzzing, clicking]
[man] Think of it like feeding pigeons.
[Manu] Hey, brother.
- For free, man? - Every last one. Best way to advertise.
[quiet, suspenseful music]
[music grows louder]
[speaking Albanian]
[fruit machine tune]
[whirring]
[laughter]
[man] 3: 0 Eintracht.
Play, bro. You're all good.
- What? - He doesn't have a nine.
[in Albanian] I'll show you my nine, you can suck it, like in Bosnia.
How much you playing for?
25: 50.
- Can I join? - Bosnian, it's not for you.
Hey!
[in Bosnian]
Fuck yeah!
Sultan again, huh? He's really on a roll right now.
- Eintracht will lose their shit. - Or pay to get him back.
- Right? - [laughing] Yeah.
Dejan.
- Manu. - I know.
We've played together before.
A few years ago, against Dresden.
The dirt road along the highway? Oh!
[laughing] That wasn't fun, man.
I don't remember you there.
I didn't stay on my feet long. Look.
Bent nose, broken cheekbone. Two minutes and the game was over for me.
The East Germans like to kick.
You can say that again?
You still play?
Nah, once was enough.
This is all the adrenaline I need.
Hey, can we get two more beers?
Good for your adrenaline.
[rustling]
[keyboards click]
POLICE ACADEMY - ENTRY EXAM HIGHER CIVIL SERVICE
[Riana] Mom. Did you pass?
- What are you doing here? - Did you?
Um... You don't know right away.
But it went well. Come here.
I'm sure you passed. Ri wanted to go out to eat.
We thought we'd pick you up and celebrate your first day of exams in Wiesbaden.
Yay!
Okay, cool.
Come. Where we eating?
Dad suggested we get Asian.
- Watch out! Snap! - [laughter]
Hey!
- Hey! - Here.
- We can eat here a lot if Mom gets in. - Yeah.
- It's an entire program. - Yeah.
The first year is in Wiesbaden, the second one is in MÃ¼nster.
What? You didn't tell me about that.
You didn't ask me.
[phone notification]
How do you see this working?
- HAVE NEWS. LET'S MEET. - TK OR FLANNEL?
Are you going to talk to us or spend the whole night on your phone?
Sorry.
- Do you want any more tofu? Hm? - [phone notification]
- I got to go. - Seriously? Now?
Yeah, now.
I'm so sorry.
Ri, I was really happy about the surprise.
Can we at least finish dinner together?
I'm not hungry anymore. It's okay.
Riana, have them wrap that up for you. For later.
Okay.
♪ 500 horses under me, I rev it up ♪
♪ Five figures in my pocket Blowing money fast ♪
♪ They talk too much behind my back I turn around... ♪
[he messes up and yells]
Damn it! Fucked up. Right, run it back.
[Auto-Tune rap]
[Nura] ♪ Know what I mean? ♪
That's it.
[Nura] ♪ Haters look at me, I live my dream ♪
♪ Know what I mean? ♪
- [Wowa] Sick. - Nice.
- It really works. - Nice, nice, nice.
Brilliant job. High five! I love that chopping at the line.
- Good shit, my God. - Nice work.
- Yeah, we have a hook now. - It's all Matteo's work. I just helped.
- Where we going? Let's celebrate. - I'm DJ'ing at Velvet. In the mood?
- Awesome. - What's this Velvet, man? Is it good?
- Ey, Jinn, you rolling with? - Of course he is.
- I think I'll stay here a little longer. - What?
- Look, I want to try a few things. - Try what?
Dude, it's time to chill.
I want to mess around with the material. Don't worry, I'll open a new session.
What for?
- You know that songwriter camp... - That's hosted by Global? You invited?
- I'm going to be there. - It's not for certain.
So you're trying to impress Semir.
- I just want to get ready. That's all. - Ready for what, Jinny. Tell me!
[Wowa] Yeah, man, come on! Let's go. Chill the fuck out.
Relax, enjoy the ride for once.
- I'll come later. - [Nura] I need to smoke.
[Wowa] Better not bail, Jiggedy-Jinn.
I'll be there in an hour, right behind you.
I don't care whose cigarettes this is, I'm taking them.
- Have fun jacking off. - See you.
- Ride's waiting for you, brother. - Sure. Uh-huh.
- I swear, I'll come later. - Such a liar, Jinn. I better see you!
[beats begin]
Well, I've never heard that name before, but I'm not from around here.
Want one?
Ardan's something like a legend in Frankfurt.
He was with the Brigade, Hooligans.
He was in real deep. Him and his gang did some bouncing.
- There was trouble with the Albanians... - What's he doing now?
Well...
The way I heard it, he's recruiting.
Hools, bouncers, tough guys.
- Like Manu. - Well, yeah.
- What for? - I don't know.
- You don't know? - That's all I found out.
Fuck.
Then find out more.
Don't I have to sign something again?
Not this time.
This Ardan thing isn't official, is it?
Is it something personal?
Oh, and one more thing.
Ardan's brother is Kalifa, the rapper.
Crazy, eh?
I don't like rap.
[booming bass]
[bass-driven beats]
[higher-pitched beats]
[combination of beats]
[with echo effect] ♪ Haters look at me, I live my dream ♪
♪ Know what I mean? What I mean? ♪
♪ What I mean? ♪
[Nura, Wowa] Where the fuck is Jinny?
- Come on, where the fuck are you? - Where the fuck?
♪ I pity all them bitches They jealous of my riches ♪
♪ They stalk my shit on Insta Accidentally liked my pictures ♪
♪ Always on the guest list No more Schufa ♪
- Jinny, missing out on the show. - Hey, Jinny. Where the fuck are you?
[dynamic beats]
["Happy Together" by The Turtles]
♪ Imagine me and you, I do ♪
♪ I think about you day and night It's only right ♪
♪ To think about the girl you love And hold her tight ♪
♪ So happy together ♪
♪ If I should call you up, invest a dime ♪
♪ And you say you belong to me And ease my mind ♪
♪ Imagine how the world could be So very fine ♪
[banging]
♪ So happy together ♪
♪ I can't see me lovin' nobody but you ♪
[screaming]
♪ For all my life ♪
♪ When you're with me ♪
♪ Baby the skies will be blue ♪
♪ For all my life ♪
♪ Me and you and you and me ♪
♪ No matter how they toss the dice ♪
♪ It had to be ♪
♪ The only one for me is you ♪
♪ And you for me ♪
♪ So happy together ♪
[sirens]
♪ I can't see me lovin' nobody but you ♪
♪ For all my life ♪
♪ When you're with me ♪
♪ Baby the skies will be blue ♪
♪ For all my life ♪
♪ Me and you and you and me ♪
♪ No matter how they toss the dice It had to be ♪
♪ The only one for me is you ♪
[grunting]
[song ends]
I told you I was out of practice.
What are you talking about? You've never beaten me.
- Not a single time. - Because I didn't want to hurt you.
Because you're not a fighter, Kadir.
You're a poet.
[groans]
[panting, laughing]
[Kadir moans] Oh, fuck!
Fuck!
Look at the popstar.
I'm the one who kicks his ass.
[panting]
Kadir, I need to ask you for a favor.
[chilled beats]
[Nura] ♪ I pity all them bitches They jealous of my riches ♪
♪ They stalk my shit on Insta... ♪
Anyway, it was crazy. Lights went on, everyone had to bounce.
Everybody was panicking, tripping. They thought it was ISIS and shit.
Elbows flying left and right.
Everybody just trying to get out. They had the goons out.
- What do you think? - It's okay.
What do mean okay, bro? This is the shit.
Anyway, I got outside.
It looks like there's been a massacre, blood, guts, shit everywhere, I swear.
Albanians taking revenge on the bikers.
- What the fuck's with the drums? - Bitcrusher, on the kick and snare.
Sounds too distorted.
That's what makes it pop, man.
Yeah, Jinn. This is my shit.
Nice work, my guy.
- Jinn? - Yeah?
- Let's take a break. - Why?
Kalifa wants to see you.
[Aziz] Oh, an audience with the king himself.
Don't be feeling yourself now.
[bubbling]
- What does he want? - Come on.
Shit, kid's moving up.
[Nura] ♪ What I mean? ♪
[song keeps playing in background]
[Jinn takes a deep breath]
All right, Kalle. Here's your wonder boy.
Still need me down there?
Thanks.
So, this is Zilan.
This is Jinn.
Make something special.
What exactly?
Music. What else?
Of course.
We've seen each other around here, right? Are you also new at Skyline, or...
- Are you a rapper or do you sing? - No.
Uh-huh.
But I can rap.
Okay.
Is any of your stuff saved here? Rhymes? Anything like that?
You've got to put the headphones on.
- Something up-tempo? - Don't care. Just a beat.
[electronic music]
[Jinn] Something like that?
♪ I pull the trigger of my Kalash Bullets hit your body, xalas ♪
♪ Seen more corpses than an undertaker When I shoot, take cover, motherfucker ♪
♪ You bastards, You... you honorless dogs ♪
♪ I line you up along the wall And kill you off ♪
♪ Remember my name I'll scratch it into your face ♪
♪ You cry for help, but it ain't comin' ♪
♪ Don't come too close, I'm dangerous ♪
♪ It's open season on you, Come and eat a bullet, picco ♪
♪ You think you can fuck me Like a little Barbie bitch ♪
♪ But I'll fuck you up and bury your body in my garden, snitch ♪
[background music stops]
Want to try that one again?
SUBJECT: A FRIENDLY TIP
[Kroos] If I had information on insider trading,
what would the consequences be for the parties in question?
I can't say offhand. We'd have to look into the case.
If necessary, we'd hand it over to the prosecution
and they'd open an investigation.
[Kroos] What would the maximum penalty be?
If proven guilty, the individual could face up to five million euro in fines
and five years in prison.
Would you like to make a statement?
WORMHEIM TABLE TENNIS CLUB
2018 HESSEN CHAMPION DISTRICT LEAGUE
[Skype ringtone]
- Dad. - Lily.
Now's not really a good time. - I just need a few minutes help.
With what?
The pitch, reviewing the last section.
I don't have the bandwidth now.
It's the budget. I don't think I did the math right.
Did you hear what I just said? I said now is not a good time.
Maybe you can figure things out for yourself for a change.
- Stop getting on my last nerve. - [hangs up]
[oppressive sounds]
Hey.
Babes.
[smack of a kiss]
Come on, read it to me one more time. One more time.
[she sniffles]
[electronic music]
- What's up? - Some Albanian was stabbed down at Konsti.
They picked up this guy nearby.
Looks like what went down at Velvet was retaliation.
You know what it's like with you guys. Back and forth. Every time it gets worse.
A baton, knives, a hand grenade.
What's next? A bazooka, a tank?
- The hand grenade wasn't us. - You prefer knives. You stabbed him, huh?
I'll leave this with you, for inspiration.
Do you believe him?
That he doesn't know Bugs Bunny? Not a bit.
That the bikers weren't behind the grenade incident.
Maybe.
Doesn't matter anyway. The Albanians are sharpening their knives.
Things are about to heat up.
- Maybe that's the point. - What?
- Chaos. - Whose?
- A new player. - Duffy Duck?
Ardan.
- The Ardan from before? - He's back in Frankfurt.
What's he guilty of other than that?
He's recruiting again. Hooligans.
And you want to go to Dagmar with that info?
Sara.
Stay on the Kelmendi case, okay?
That's all they want from you.
You'll be out in a few weeks. You can leave all this behind.
Don't fuck this up.
Hey, brother, isn't that the Albanian guy Kalifa crippled in a boxing match?
- Nah, that was Ardan, man. - Wait, Ardan?
Five guys and Ardan fucked them all up real good.
Ardan? You're full of shit, man. Kalifa raps about it.
His fucking lyrics aren't real. He just says that stuff to get famous.
Ardan is the real gangster.
You retarded? Do you believe everything?
Yo, don't say retarded so loud, you spaz. It's considered rude.
Hey! Get out of here!
Or I'll call the police.
- Yo, what do you want? - Go to the station where you belong!
- Fuck off! - Motherfucker's got a point.
We be making more money near the station for real.
Anyway, bro, what are we still doing here?
The boss knows what he's doing, man.
[tense music]
♪ I pull the trigger of my Kalash Bullets hit your body, xalas ♪
♪ Seen more corpses than an undertaker When I shoot, take cover, motherfucker ♪
♪ You bastards, You honorless dogs ♪
♪ I line you up along the wall And kill you off ♪
It's weird hearing your own voice, isn't it?
Okay, why don't we take another pass at this one?
Why?
Well, I'm sure you can hear where it's just a little off.
Where you could come in more precisely on the beat, you know?
Also, I'd like to try a take where you're not
chasing the beat so much, you know what I mean?
- Jinny! - What's up?
What's up with you? Are you under some goddamn house arrest?
- You sick of us? - Yeah. You're boring.
Yeah, right, just shut up.
Hi, Nura.
Hello.
Ey, no idea what you guys are up to, but I got to head out, okay?
- You're heading out? - Yeah.
The plane flies in like three hours. I'll see you at songwriter camp, right?
If they let me go, you will.
- Have fun. - [door closes]
[giggles]
I'll do it again.
Sure.
Headphones.
Try to come in a little later.
- Really try to hit the one. - I did.
Watch for my cue. Just watch me, I'll give you a sign.
[background music begins]
♪ I pull the trigger of my Kalash Bullets hit your body, xalas ♪
♪ Seen more corpses than an undertaker When I shoot, take cover, motherfucker ♪
♪ You bastards, You honorless dogs ♪
♪ I line you up along the wall And kill you off ♪
♪ Remember my name I'll scratch it into your face ♪
♪ You cry for help, but it ain't comin' ♪
[with recording] And so it's crucial for a business hub like Frankfurt
to have nature filled spaces where people can unwind
[recording continues quietly]
[water running]
In collaboration...
- ...with the Green City initiative. - We're up.
In collaboration with...
And so it's crucial for an international business hub like Frankfurt
to have nature filled spaces where people can unwind
and experience the outdoors in an urban setting.
We will collaborate with the Green City Initiative
to offer something that improves our lives and utilizes the space...
[quiet, high-pitched peeping]
[clicking, peeping]
...sustainably and responsibly without financial strain on the city.
Thank you for your time, everyone.
I'm happy to address any questions or concerns about the project.
[cold silence]
♪ Even as a kid had AK under my pillow... ♪
♪ An entire people oppressed But you... ♪
[door opens]
Hello?
Can I help you?
[Zilan's music plays in background]
[Semir] The idiots hanging around all day is one thing.
- Now they're taking over the music? - They're not.
- I made a decision, that's all. - A decision? Without talking to me at all!
- Are you guys done? Can we move on now? - What's going on?
- Ardan gets to do A&R now. - Don't exaggerate.
Exaggerate what?
Moruk, Global wants hits from us that kid Jinn can deliver.
And you make him babysit a welfare case.
[yelling] He's a rookie!
He's a goddamn rookie!
Don't tell me what to do!
Let him prove himself first and then we can talk.
Did you even listen to his beats I sent you?
What is it, Celine?
The songwriter camp.
They want to know who we're sending to Berlin.
Do whatever you want.
Wolf, give me the track again.
[beats begin]
[Kalifa says the lyrics with recording]
♪ ...still the man Rollin' in my Rari at night through FFM ♪
♪ Saint Laurent on my shoes, brother Rollie shining on my wrist again ♪
♪ Diamonds, VVS You pay for protection, I got a fam... ♪
[music stops]
I don't know what's going on but you better snap out of it, tamam?
[door closes]
[tender piano intro]
[Kalifa raps] ♪ Born and raised in the projects ♪
♪ Between towers, drugs and feds ♪
♪ You're like a rose in the concrete ♪
♪ Every time I saw you I forgot my misery ♪
♪ You were an angel in hell ♪
♪ Every day you saw trouble But you never lost your smile ♪
What are you doing in here?
♪ Until the day that they came And everything here wasn't the same ♪
Listening to music.
- Why are you still out, young lady? - I was at a friend's.
I see.
Who is this?
♪ In Frankfurt shit goes down Don't try getting this town ♪
♪ You're like a rose in the concrete ♪
♪ You didn't want to but you had to go ♪
♪ The rose ♪
- I don't know this one. - This one's a bit older.
♪...you had to go ♪
Cool.
Kind of...
romantic.
Yeah.
♪ We were young, dumb, we couldn't see ♪
♪ It was written That we weren't meant to be ♪
♪ I'm out in the streets Chasing clients, making deals ♪
♪ But you are a good girl This is not where you should be ♪
♪ Now you're gone And all that's left are memories ♪
♪ I'm sorry, rose in concrete That I wasn't good enough ♪
♪ But over time I've gotten used to I've accepted ♪
♪ That you were never Coming back to me, my rose ♪
The cost of living in the city is off the charts.
The West End is up to 20 euros a square meter.
Can you even imagine?
We're thinking of getting a little house ourselves. Fat chance!
Here.
- For your family? - Me and my dad.
VERIAL REAL ESTATE ADDS...
But, in the foreseeable future.
...305 RESIDENTIAL PROPERTIES
Excuse me, please.
What the fuck? The ad hoc! Why isn't the money in my account?
I said have it there before the announcement!
Think you can just ignore me?
- You're going to jail! - Listen, you miserable amateur.
What?
If shares for 100,000 show up in your account...
- 150K! - Who do you think they'll suspect?
We'll discuss the rest in person.
Tomorrow evening. I'll let you know the time and location.
Should I tell Andrej it's a go?
[furious yelling]
[suspenseful music]
Hey. Sorry.
- Can we take a picture with you? - Sure, boys.
[boy] Thank you. - [Kalifa] Okay.
Can I get a picture too?
What are you doing here?
My daughter's birthday's coming up. I was shopping.
How old will she be?
14.
It's a very difficult age.
I'm not quite there yet. Mine are five and eight.
Enjoy it while you still can.
- My mom's got a shop here now. - Oh, really?
- So she's still working? - Yeah, you know her.
She'll never quit.
I mean, that's good. It'll keep her sharp.
You...
You look just beautiful.
It's so nice to see you again.
In real life.
Say hi to your mom from me, if she even remembers.
Are you serious?
Of course she does.
Well, then, maybe we'll run into each other again. In another ten years.
Sara. Hey.
I don't know if you're...
busy now, but you want to go for a coffee or something?
Since when do you drink coffee?
Wow. You really did it.
Mad respect.
Best in my class. They even put it on the diploma.
The super cop.
I'm glad we never ran into each other on the streets like that.
Yeah, it's probably better this way. I would've ended you.
Ah! You'd have turned a blind eye.
Don't be so sure of that.
And now? Where do you work?
Um... in Wiesbaden, in an office.
After my daughter was born I wasn't into chasing thugs like you.
So what exactly do you do? Do you lead task forces or something?
No, I'm in human resources.
Middle management, you might say.
[whistles]
Middle management. Mm, not bad.
Is it fun?
Define fun.
And how about you?
Didn't you just get some kind of award.
- 1LIVE Crown for lifetime achievement. - [amused laugh]
Lifetime achievement.
I guess that means I've gotten way too old.
This is where you rapped your first verses to me back then.
I thought it was so sweet.
It was hardcore, damn it. Not sweet.
As a kid there was one realistic option.
So I built spaceships out of LEGOs and flew the to another dimension.
It wasn't hard for me to make myself hide.
- To this day I carry... - ...darkness inside.
I remember.
I thought your early work was much better than this gangster crap.
- You're the only one who thinks that. - It was more honest.
More you.
Not dissing your lifetime achievement award.
Don't worry.
You're okay. What do you want to do now?
- Does he carry your shopping all the time? - He likes it.
[beep to record]
Yo, buddy, you cool?
Yeah, I just wanted to see if you...
wanted to hang out and...
[door opens]
- Hey. - Hey.
Come in.
Close the door. Sit down.
What's up?
Sorry, man, but that girl...
She's no good, man. She's completely talentless.
It's a waste of time. Semir, I want to go to that songwriter camp.
Just sit down.
We already sent Matteo.
Him and Nura did great work together. It's a solid song.
Even the remix.
Listen, Jinn. You make great beats. For real.
But beats aren't everything, understand?
You're not there yet, Johannes. You're not "Jinn" yet.
As a producer, you got to get the best out of people.
No matter how hard that is, it's your job.
Mina, come here.
- What? - The Wowa song with Azad and Miss Platnum.
Let's get it out there today, as a promo for the sampler.
- No video? - No, just the cover art and promo info.
Okay. On our channel or premier partner?
Doesn't matter, as long as everyone hears it.
Okay. Understood.
What are you doing?
How do I pull up this thing? Auto-Tune?
Hey, don't mess with that. Please.
- What do you want? - Auto-Tune.
- Yeah... - Can you show me, yeah?
Auto-Tune won't solve the problem either.
[distorted] ♪ ...the trigger of my Kalash Bullets hit your body, xalas ♪
♪ Seen more corpses than an undertaker When I shoot, take cover, motherfucker ♪
- And? What do you think? - It's shit.
Okay, can I? I want to try something.
Nah, not right there. Sorry.
Can you move back there, please?
[she snorts disdainfully]
- Skyline! - Skyline.
- Okay, ladies. My pleasure - Thank you.
Sure thing. Bye, have fun.
- How many of those do you do every day? - Depends on my mood.
People can tell whether or not I want to take a picture.
You know what I never understood? Why did you parents sell their shop?
Are you serious?
What?
After your brother broke into our shop my folks were done in Offenbach.
That's why they closed down.
Okay.
But it wasn't my brother.
- Did you ever ask him? - No, because he didn't do it.
Why does everyone think he did?
- How are your parents? - Good. How's your brother?
No idea. We're not in touch.
He calls my mom every now and then, but that's about it.
Do you miss him?
Yeah.
But I...
Sara, I'm glad we're back in touch.
[Zilan raps to Jinn's beats.] ♪ For my family I wage war ♪
♪ Even as a kid I had an AK ♪
[with scratch effect] ♪ AK, even as a kid ♪
♪ AK under my pillow... ♪
[track stops]
- Nice beat. - It works, right?
Thank you.
Okay, should we call it a night?
- I'm spent. I got to get home. - I'll drive you.
- No, that's all right. You go ahead - [assertively] I will drive you.
Come on. Don't forget to save it for tomorrow.
Keep your coat on, we're headed right back out the door.
Is Jinn moving out?
No idea. I haven't seen him in days.
How long you need?
Just checking my e-mail.
[sniffs]
[Wowa] ♪ Washing dishes, eating shit Only change in my pocket ♪
♪ Bankers, junkies surround me Skyline, my scenery ♪
♪ New day, new chances Today the bus, tomorrow... ♪
What the fuck? They stole our beat.
[Wowa] ♪ Dreams become realness Always dealing and business ♪
♪ Too busy for family life Upwards to the top I strive ♪
♪ Way past the skyline... ♪
[oppressive music]
[phone notification]
[Omid] Hey, Zilan, the bastard from the wine shop called the cops.
We ran. They didn't get us. What do we do now?
[tires squeal]
[suspenseful music]
You drive.
What?
- [Zilan] Are you having a good night? - Yeah, why?
[Mann] You called the fucking cops on us...
[man groans]
[Zilan yells at him]
[distant groans]
[Jinn pants]
Fuck you! Fucking motherfucker!
Drive.
Drive!
[gears grinding]
[Zilan] Come on!
[engine revs]
Same place tomorrow. The wine bar is taken care of.
[shuffling footsteps]
- Hey. - Hey.
What's wrong?
- What's wrong? - How much you get for it?
Huh?
Was it just for the fame?
[Azad] ♪ Bank hub Junkies, crack and big bucks ♪
♪ Skyline, crime time, snow and smack ♪ ♪ In the dark alleys and the sky... ♪
- Turn that shit off. I'm not in the mood. - Why would you do that?
- Why are you fucking my sister? - You think that's the same?
Yeah, in my eyes. Sure, yeah.
- Explain it to me. - You're not my therapist.
How many more beats did you give them?
- Ask your girlfriend. - Jinn!
- Since she showed you. - I didn't.
- You knew? - Sure.
She even read the contract.
- What the fuck! - Contract?
Don't touch her!
[mocking laugh]
- You go and see your gangster boys? - Maybe.
You're nothing to them? You're just a dirty little rat.
- Shut up! - [Lily] Jinn!
You two are the same. You only care about getting yours.
No one else matter, no one. Always been that way.
[door slams]
Pack your bags.
Did you fucking hear me? I want you out of my place.
[he gasps in anger]
[menacing sounds]
[man] Are you Mr. Kampshoff? Yeah?
- [key rattles] - Here.
[click, creaking]
[woman] Hot telephone sex with me?
0935-83-69-69.
83-69-69.
[muffled footsteps]
[door opens]
Hello?
["Was ich meine" by Nura]
Subtitle translation by Nathan Fritz