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Toilet Stories (2014)
Herbert's datang.
Hello. Punya money, Herbert? Cukup untuk membeli beberapa high-tech Japanese toilets. Kiri-atas saham. mereka akan be a hit. OK today. Money tomorrow. Double-meat. Ok, pasti. HERBERT TAPKEN ...is a orang yang berprinsip Ada masalah, pussy? - Tidak ada, kawan. KEVIN AND TARKAN ...memiliki rencana besar untuk hari ini Hi, sweetie. Saya sangat stress. Kamu tak dapat membayangkannya PATRICIA SCHWACKE ...Tidak bergantung pada keberuntungan saja MARTIN ROLFES ...Hanya ingin sendiri No. I said 300 grams. RENATE SCHOHUSEN ...Tidak akan membiarkan wol menutupi matanya My God. Uschi, gawat ! DR. MAXIMILIAN DIETRICH ...Selalu ada ketika dibutuhkan OK, OK. I'm coming. MR. JANSEN ...Selalu benar CHARLOTTE VON LAHN ...Orang yang Dapat membayangkan yang lebih MANFRED KASUNKE ...Orang yang melihat hari berikutnya untuk kenikmatan Very good. Another 1000 meters. LONI NORDAHL ...Orang yang ingin berada di atas podium (kemenangan). Very consistent, Loni. Very good. Terutama on the last 400 meters. Better than on Saturday. How about... ..Target besok yang harus mencapai dua persepuluh lebih cepat per lap. Three. Three? Setidaknya saya bisa melakukannya tiga putaran Fine. Let's try it. Tonight: 400 grams of pasta, 120 grams of lean poultry, two apples and no chocolate. And wawancara olahraga kamu. Senang kau di sini, Ludmilla. - Huh? Kami Anti-Doping. - What? NADA mengatakannya kepada saya. Kleinschmidt's coming. - Oh, God. What's wrong? Kleinschmidt's coming. Impossible. I was checked two weeks ago. Your European record on Saturday. Saya sudah mengatakan bahwa tidak berusaha keras pada akhir 50 meter, But you didn't listen. Saya coba Mereka yang tercepat daripada catatan anda. - Ini adalah Insulin. We memiliki waktu 30 minutes untuk ke atas. Apakah kamu mengambil sesuatu Sabtu kemarin, Loni? 1,000 epo and a vial of clenbulerol. Yang telah disepakati, Doc. 38-17. Dijual minggu ini: Rosi gunting taman. Membuat halaman Anda terlihat sempurna tahun ini. Sebuah garansi untuk lima tahun ke depan hanya 14,95 Euro di Honnom Construclion! Hello? Hello? Saat ini bahkan tak ada kait di toilet. Is it made of cotton? Maksud saya jaket Anda. Hati-hati saat di Laundry. Aku juga punya satu yang seperti itu, Saya Membelinya di Heidelberg pada tahun 1963. Sejak di bawa ke Laundry saat itu, jadi sudah 23 kali. Ini bahkan tidak lagi cocok Werner, dan dia jauh lebih kecil dari saya. Maaf, tapi ini adalah toilet staf. Anda adalah pria muda yang baik dari departemen taman. Aku pada istirahat makan siang. Pernahkah Anda berada di Heidelberg? I met my wife there. You should go there some time. To Heidelberg. It's worth it. GOLD MEDAL CANDIDATES But when people go on vacation nowadays, most of them go as far away as possible. America, Australia... But it's so beautiful in Germany. We always went to the Bavarian Forest. Every year, without exception. But, by now, if you believe it or not, I haven't been on vacation for years. The obligations at home. If only I'd known. My God. Do you have any toilet paper over there? Do you have family? I need some. I asked if you have a family. Yes, but I'm not married. Children? Two. - Well then. See? You know about obligations. Thanks. I live with Werner. Yeah, and now a situation has arisen that may require our separation. I don't really know how to tell Werner that. He has nobody but me. "A situation has arisen?" - I might have to go to prison. What do you want from me? I want to confess. I want you to hear my confession. Mrs. Schohusen? My name's Herbert Tapken. We talked on the phone yesterday. Who? - It's concerning the brochure for raising your husband's toilet seat. I was in the neighborhood. - I'm not prepared for visitors, Mr... Tapken, I won't cause you any trouble, but it's better to see your plumbing personally, or I'd send you the wrong brochure. Fine, if you're already here. But lake off your shoes. It's harder to vacuum at my age. Of course, Mrs. Schohusen. Nothing's better than sound technical advice. Lots of people order online and end up miserable. It's a plumbing salesman for your toilet. Calm down, Willi. I won't let anyone like that palm something off on me. Daisies. Meadow daisies. Here's the good old thing. Washdown. 1970s. - My Willi installed it himself back then. Good work. Some of my colleagues could learn a thing or two from him. My Willi always did it all himself at home. Then all of a sudden... Stop it, Mrs. Schohusen. My sister-in-law had a stroke last year. She was 51. I haven't eaten any meal since then. - You don't eat meat anymore? Because of the blood lipids. - It wasn't the fat. I'm a good cook. It can all add up, Mrs. Schohusen. It was his blood pressure. Have you seen the mosque on the corner? Winkler Street. Sure, I installed their plumbing. Stunning building. Very nice people. - They're building a minaret. 30 meters high. My Willi got so upset. You're right, 30 meters is quite high, Mrs. Schohusen. But you called me about the raised toilet seal. The nurses recommended it. The Washlet-G. What's that? The Mercedes of raised toilet seats. The customer reactions have been extraordinary. I don't want a space ship. I want a raised toilet seal. I can sit Willi down on it, but can't gel him off of the bowl again. I'll be honest, Mrs. Schohusen. - I hope so. The body has to go. The raised seals won't fit on it. But my Willi installed the toilet himself. Don't worry, I happen to have an exhibit piece in my van. You can pay me the wholesale price. Right, you happen to have one here. And I'd give you a special price on the Washlet-G, too. Young man, I've heard enough about your Mercedes. I have to cook dinner. Mrs. Schohusen? I'll leave the brochure here for you. Take it with you. Have a nice evening, Mrs. Schohusen. Awesome, man. Look. What was that? - Mesut ...zil, man. Stop, man. - Why? Are you gay or what, man? - Calm down, man. Know what I think? He's gay. Is he right? Are you gay or what, huh? Weren't you listening, man? Tarkan asked you a question. Don't got no respect? You disrespecting me? Are you antisocial or what? Give us a smoke. Sorry. I don't smoke. - What did you say, pops? Yo, he just bumped into me. Did you just bump into me or what? You want trouble? You want trouble, huh? You want some real trouble? Are you a Nazi? What now, dickhead? Fucking Nazi. You're taking a shower, dickface. Hey, Nazi, you stink. He's done now. It's his own fault, the Nazi cunt. Kung fu and shit, right? - You think you can do kung fu or what? Sure, man. Yo, that's gay shit. Watch. That's kung fu. Cool, man. Kung fu and shit, yeah? But you forgot something. - What'? - This Mr. Miyagi technique. Wash on, wash off! Gentlemen? You want more? Son of a bitch. I don't know why Michi just gave away our Kandinsky either. For just 200,000. Yes. For some charity. Children or disabled in Africa, what do I know'? Charlotte? Patricia. Sweetie, I'll call you later, OK? Sweetie! It's so nice to see you. Yes, really nice. - It's been an eternity. At your goose dinner. Three or four months ago. Exactly. How's Constantin? I wanted to gel in touch with you, but I was so busy. Our vacation home in Provence. Then we were skiing in Aspen, and this and that. You know the drill. Sure, no problem. You can't go to St. Moritz anymore. It was such impudence last time: We arrived and our suite had been given to guess whom? Russians. Russians. Can you imagine? They're everywhere now. - Yes... you indicated that last time, loo. Sweetie, I'm about to have a photo shoot for the press for donating our Kandinsky, but I need to confess something. Well, you know. I haven't called you because I was so embarrassed last time. Embarrassed? - Well... I bought magnificent geese that were massaged for two years and then Michi invited such people. I was so ashamed. Like the guy in jeans who Michi invited. In jeans! You mean Reiner'? - Exactly. He said his father's an electrician in front of everyone. Incredible. I'll invite the caretaker next time, too. His father's a carpenter. - Oh, it doesn't matter. I found him quite likable. - If you're into chimpanzees. His chest hair was incredible. I thought it was a toupee. We spent some time together after dinner. He was all charged up. Maybe that's why I thought his dad was an electrician! It was just a one-night stand. As far as I'm concerned. He still sends me texts. Oh? Well, I should've known you'd be uptight about it. What's that supposed to mean? - Nothing. But I don't regret it. So... what have you been up to lately? Working. Working? Surely you don't need to! What does Constantin say about that? Nothing. Six weeks till the games. We need a world record for gold. No kidding, Ludmilla. I told you we should send Loni to a training camp in the Andes or somewhere. Like all the other top athletes. Never mind. We're here now and we'll fix it. Dilution? We'll manage, dear. Manage what? - To win gold. Your gold medal. This is my life! We all know that. You're number one! - Let's keep cool. The anti-gold guys are breathing down our necks. And how? - Substitute urine. That's our only chance. - It won't work. Kleinschmidt busted Zimmermann just last week. That heptathlete... Kleinschmidt's focused on the gold. She'll stop at nothing to make headlines. I've earned this. Of course. It's about a level playing field. How did she do it? Did Zimmennann hide the urine in her vagina? - Yes. We won't do that then. We'll use the men's method. 96 to 8. 96 to 8. My wife and daughter. Sweet, aren't they'? I've carried that picture around with me for 30 years. You know, I normally picked them up in the car when they'd been at Aunt Irmgard's, but I was playing Skat that night. Skat was usually on Wednesdays, but that week was different. So they look the bus. So I... came home and no one was there, so I called Aunt Irmgard and she said... "They took the bus at 8:15 pm." The next morning, the police came into my office. I'd specifically told them to take the 7:47 PM bus, while it was still light. They always took the 7:47 bus. That Heise guy, they nabbed him soon after that, thank God. Married, two kids, a respectable job. "The Beast of Barsbttel." Maybe you've heard of him. They had to let him go due to a lack of evidence. Everyone knew. Even the judge said, "Heise did it." Can you imagine? Yes, it was a difficult time for me. Mr. Rolfes to gardening. The worst part is, people treat you like an outcast. They cross the street as if you had cholera. As if I were contagious. As if I'd done it. If it wasn't for Gnther, who knows? Gnther? Gnther Griegoleit from Griegoleit Driving School. He was always there for me. Unfortunately, he later moved to Bielefeld. What? - Griegoleit. He moved to Bielefeld. What a shame. Right. - Mr. Rolfes to gardening, Mr. Rolfes. Listen, I... I'm very sorry... about everything... I don't mean to be rude... Mr. Rolfes to gardening. That's Werner. We were celebrating his 60th. A few years ago now, too. Where's that? At home. In the cellar. Are those bars? What' Here... in the foreground. The poles. They look like bars. Yes. It doesn't really concern me, but... who is this Werner? Werner Heise, the "Beast of Barsbttel." I mean, once he confessed, I began calling him Werner. Earlier, I'd called him Mr. Heise He lives in your cellar? - Yes. Since when? October 3rd, '79. Our anniversary. We always drink a beer to celebrate. A nice dark ale. Yes, it was a bit strange for me at first, too. But over time... Humans are creatures of habit. You've held him captive for 30 years? It's no easy job, let me tell you. But, I don't want to complain. We've really settled in since then. And nobody's ever missed him? What? Heise. I'd prefer if you call him "Werner." No one's ever missed Werner? Everyone hoped he'd disappear. When he was gone they finally felt safe again. That's how it was. What do you think? Think of what? That I'm protecting people from Werner? That he can't hurt anyone else? It's vigilantism. And if Werner were to... I mean, you have two kids. Both healthy, I hope. Yes, I... I mean, sure, if... he really did it, then... That's lovely. What? What? What's lovely? Well, that you understand. You know, that means a lot to me. I never said I understand. Not directly, but you did between the lines. Werner's got it good at my place: TV, bathroom, heating, kitchenette. Built it all myself. Sounds great. Yes. I thought so, too. Until two days ago. Two days ago? Yes? Yes, it's Mr. Tapken again, from Tapken Bathrooms. What now? Please step aside, Mrs. Schohusen. You can't just... - You know, Mrs. Schohusen. I feel like you got the wrong impression of me. This is unacceptable, Mr. Tapken. - I'd like to apologize, Mrs. Schohusen. My motto is always: "Only the best for my customers and a bit less if need be." I should've told you that. That's why we got our wires crossed. I'm sorry. I'll give you the exhibit piece. Every kind of raised seat fits, even the cheapest. You should leave now, Mr. Tapken. Good, Mrs. Schohusen. It's not the money, Mr. Tapken. Willi's moving into a home soon. Into a home? A nursing home. He moves in six weeks. Then he must go, I understand. You don't think I want him gone? I'm not inferring that, Mrs. Schohusen. You have to know what's best. His nurse only comes twice a day for 15 minutes. That's the thanks you get for paying insurance all these years. The way this looks, you have no choice anyway. Willi can't even shower here. Even though great home-care setups do exist. Our healthcare policies are scandalous. I don't understand politics at all. - Who does nowadays? My Willi was interested in politics before it became too much for his blood pressure. Is it really necessary for male politicians to bring their boyfriends on state visits? That's how the world is these days, Mrs. Schohusen. It's terrible in those nursing homes. What do you mean? Just what kind of men do you think are drawn to this female profession? God! That's how it is nowadays. But nurses in general are paid so little, you're lucky if they even speak German. Willi already had a stroke because of that minaret and everything. The doctor said the fat was mostly to blame. I'm a good cook. You have to believe me. Of course, Mrs. Schohusen. Even so, Willi still has six weeks here at home. That counts, too. He should be comfortable on the toilet. We can do that with a cheap model. That'd be lovely. I know how much those homes cost. If I knew Willi was moving out soon, I would've never suggested the Washlet-G. You'd only do that if you didn't want strangers taking care of him. I don't want that. - I know. I know, Mrs. Schohusen. I'll cross my fingers they let you keep the house a bit longer, considering all the costs you'll soon have. We still have our savings, Mr. Tapken. If you help us, Willi might not have to go at all. First, an enema. Bring me some muesli bars, please. Ludmilla? A coffee for me. Three tablespoons of sugar and no milk, if you'd be so kind. - Sure, doctor. We'll place the urine in your intestine. First, we need to flush it out to ensure it won't be expelled by a bowel movement. That'll also prevent E.coli bacteria from contaminating... the sample. They check for that too? Count on it. Don't underestimate our enemy. I suggest you go and kneel by the toilet. The enema can work fast. OK, Doc. Pants down? After your little refreshment, gentlemen, please allow me to introduce myself. They call me, "Le Dude." A "stage name," if you will, that they gave lo me in Algeria. Lgion d'honneur. Foreign legion. That was long ago. I'll kill you, man. - Not likely. Since only one of you, only one, will be leaving this room alive today. I prefer to work with objects from everyday life. Commodities that can be purchased in any ordinary supermarket. Commodities that can be found in this ordinary bag, for example. Which you so carelessly threw into the corner earlier. Shut your mouth, Nazi! Let me be clear: I have no prejudices, neither religious, social, nor any other. I treat every person with their all due... respect. - What kind of old motherfucker are you? Fucking bastard. Bastard. Fuck, man. Gentlemen, I'm now going to strip your feet. I must say, messieurs: You've got talent. You're as ruthless as you are consistent. Nevertheless, today I'll be conveying to you that our common inclinations and a certain degree of style and class need not be mutually exclusive. No. We now need silence, gentlemen. Absolute silence. Silence, s'il vous plat. You're about to enjoy a sample from my area of special expertise. An amuse-gueule, so to speak. I apologize in advance for the smell of burning flesh. If you're not used to it, the smell can be slightly nauseating. He still sends you text messages? Constantin? Why would he? Reiner. Oh, him. I must've made an impression on him. But tell me, what actually brings you to this charity auction? I like a photo by Sophie Calle that's on auction. Really? Maybe you can get it cheap. Our Kadinsky only went for 200,000. I mean it's for a good cause, right? Despite the press, I think it's good you came. That's in the paper? Strange. Michi and I agreed not to let that news spread. What do you mean? The pregnancy. What else? You're pregnant? I though you knew. From the newspaper? No, I didn't know that. I should actually read Michi the riot act, but because he's wanted a child for so long, it's understandable. Well, at least I'm prepared for the paparazzi out there now. It gets better though. Michi proposed to me. Congratulations. You'd wanted that. In front of his Japanese business friends. Can you imagine? Incredibly sweet. Listen: Entre was Kobe beef carpaccio. Their legs are broken at birth so they can't go hurting themselves. Suddenly, Michi stood up and festively clinked his wine glass. Everyone stopped eating, of course. He looked around sternly, and asked me to be his wife. Can you imagine all the Japanese faces? They must've thought Michi would sign a deal. It was so romantic. And the dinner? You could buy a small car for that price. Excuse me, can't you see we're having a conversation? Yes, you. Can't you do that later? Bye. Sweetie, you know what I just realized? You have to be my maid of honor. Me? - I can picture it. What a night it'll be. You and Constantin at our table. Constantin and I are over. - Over? You mean...? Did he walk out on you? Sweetie, come here. Don't worry. Everyone knew Constantin doesn't miss a trick. Cosmetic improvements alone won't cut it here, to be perfectly honest. I don't want you to get your hopes up. The main valve? Mrs. Schohusen, would you be so kind and hand me my briefcase, please? It's not that I wouldn't like to sell you anything, but in the end, optimal care must be guaranteed. That's my responsibility. Now. Let's see. So... Lead piping. That makes sense. What makes sense? Well, I'm no doctor, and I don't want to go making assumptions. But you notice things over the years. Just like how they fooled everyone about asbestos for years. You think the lead caused his stroke? I was starting to worry it was the fatty food, although I only ever cooked so well for my Willi. You don't need to blame yourself anymore. Be honest, Mr. Tapken. How much would it cost to have Willi stay here? A handicap-accessible shower and lead piping replacements would cost almost exactly 7,500 Euros. Additionally, there'd be a raised toilet seal with support rail, which start at 3,200 Euros. That's nearly 11 ,000 Euros. Which is why, Mrs. Schohusen, I can't help you any further. Maybe there's enough in our bank book. Well, shrouds have no pockets anyway. Quite true, quite true, Mrs. Schohusen. If you're serious about it, Mrs. Schohusen... then... I'll have to show you... the "Washlet-G" just one last time. Heated seat, hot air fan, ozone-deodorizer, massage function, programmable water jets, auto-flushing, auto-lid opener, and a memory chip that records the limes of use. That's just... - And here's the kicker: For a small extra fee, the Washlet-G comes with a start-up pack for seniors. Catch words: "medical sensors." Blood sugar levels can be calculated in the urine. Pulse, blood pressure and fat levels can all be measured and sent directly over the Internet to the family doctor. We don't have Internet. Don't worry, Mrs. Schohusen. My brother-in-law has a little company. It'll all be activated within a week. How much is this model? Naturally, I'll give you a 15% discount, Mrs. Schohusen. With the Washlet-G, it would cost just 18,137 Euros, including sales tax. - We don't have that much, Mr. Tapken. We can easily solve that with a credit from our principal bank. All included. Willi always took care of things like this. Of course, you don't have to take the Washlet-G. But, if that was my wife, I wouldn't want to deprive her of it. You know what? I'll go get Willi. You can explain it all to him. Mrs. Schohusen, all the fuss might be too much for him, for his blood pressure. Nonsense. Willi enjoys having visitors, loo. E-coli bacteria often make their way into the urethra and bladder, causing infections. Particularly in women. The female urethra is relatively short. But inflammatory cells should be present in the urine, too. If not... - I'll be suspected. I saw your new commercial. The sandwich spread. - "Marziponi?" "With Marziponi, gold for Loni!" - It tastes revolting. - I figured. The muesli bars. - Great, she's to eat them immediately. "Holzknecht's mass movements" occur twice a day in the large intestine. They're triggered by an expansion of the duodenum after we ingest food or liquids. Eating now will prevent such movements from occurring at the wrong moment, causing the reservoir to slip out of place. Good, Loni. We're nearly done. It's pushing. I have to go. - Do whatever you think is right... but please, let me finish. I haven't told you everything yet. What else is there? The most important part. The reason for my confession. Griegoleit did it. What? - Gnther Griegoleit from Griegoleit Driving School. The one who moved to Bielefeld. Until two days ago, I didn't know they could use DNA to solve cold cases, either. Griegoleit of all people. But you said that Heise... Werner. That Werner confessed. You know what I think? Werner lied. Don't get me wrong. I don't want to badmouth Werner. And maybe it was my fault. I said it again and again: "Heise, if you finally tell the truth, you can live here in comfort. If you don't, then we have a problem." Eventually, he came to understand that and, after he confessed, our relationship improved overnight. Then I bought him the TV. And every Sunday we have Kasseler pork with sauerkraut, and pudding. "Kasseler pork with sauerkraut." - Every Sunday. His favorite dish. You could even say a kind of friendship has developed. Crazy, right? Can I have it back, Father? - What? The photo. Can I have it back? Little Marcel has lost his mommy. Please pick him up at the Info Center. And have you talked to... Have you talked to Werner about... this DNA evidence? I think it's best he doesn't find out. Excuse me? - I wasn't sure, but... now that you've heard my confession, I see more clearly. Wait. I think you should let him go. Werner is 72. If I let him go, I'll go to jail. Who'll take care of him then? Will you? No, but... there are people who deal with these things. I mean, people who know what they're doing. Surely it... concerns the whole of society. I really think you should consider freeing him. Hear me? Are you still there? We now come to... disinfection. L'eau-de-vie alisier d'Alsace. Hawthorn brandy from Alsace. The French appreciate pleasure. I learned that there. 42% by volume. A feast for the senses. You see, gentlemen, practicing altruism is also part of my job. The medical side of my work was always a joy. As a young man, I wanted to become a doctor before dedicating myself... to a higher calling. I was your age. You have something to say? We're really sorry. We're so sorry. We won't... do it again, I swear... Gentlemen, you surprise me. I'm no educator. I'm not here to teach you, get revenge or make moral judgments. I'm a sadist. Your pain is my pleasure. That's all. You of all people will understand that. Right? Although you're from a generation whose approach to pain tends to be rather more like fast food than Nouvelle Cuisine. But let's not get lost in overly philosophical reflections. Let's rather turn our attention to the things for which we've gathered here today. I just recently bought these rose shears in the garden department of a hardware store. Gentlemen? What are you doing here? This bathroom is closed. Forgive me. My prostate. We're looking for two juveniles. - Between 17 and 18. A German and a Turk. I haven't seen anything. What's that smell? I fear that was me. Veal roulade with celery. Those your things? Yes, why? Finish up here. I'm removing the enema. Your coffee, Doctor. - Thank you, Ludmilla. Very kind. Filter coffee? It's good, Ludmilla. Is it hot enough? Spot on. Enough sugar? - Perfect. Normally used for men. Reservoir. Outlet. Are you on medication? Any illnesses? Kidney problems? Liver disease? Inherited conditions? Metabolic problems? - No. We need your urine. 150 ml. Quick. It's about to get serious. I'll tell you what we'll do. What now? What do you mean? All alone? I'm not alone. - You have a new boyfriend? What does he do professionally? - Children's furniture. That's... great! One second. I have to... Honey! I thought you were playing golf. It's sweet of you to think of me anyway. Sure. You know I'm being careful. Guess who I've just met. Charlotte. Did you know that she and Constantin... You knew? And did you know... You knew that, too? With Reiner? Oh. Yes... Charlotte also said... there's something about us in the paper. Honey, can we talk later? You've gotten me into an incredibly awkward situation. I'll call you later. I have lo sort things out here. You know... the text messages from Reiner... that happened a bit longer ago than you might've assumed earlier. Hey, if your Reiner makes kids' furniture maybe he could... make some for us. I'm sure he'll send you a catalog. He even has a catalog? That's great! Here's his card. And his business is OK? What? He owns Captain Kiddies? They have 300 stores. That's not a carpenter's. You got mixed up because his dad's a carpenter. Weird, he didn't say. Anyway. It doesn't matter. So what did it say in the paper? Michi sounded strange on the phone. Read it yourself. Sounds intriguing. "Hellweg Pharma goes bust. Managing Director, Hans-Michael Nsser-Vonnwinkel files for insolvency." My God. How embarrassing. And now I'm meant to pose for photos? They'll think, "Our poor cousin from back east is here." Hans-Michael? It's me. You didn't want to worry me? What a joke. Nobody's ever done this to me. Have you any idea what I'm going through? They'll roast me alive. No, don't come here. Never come again, OK? I can't. No, I won't listen. You should've thought about that earlier. Come on, Willi. Mr. Tapken wants to show you something. Don't get worked up, Willi. That was just... the old floor lamp. Stupid thing! There, and let's go see... Mr. Tapken. That's it. Yes. Good. There. The door... There. That's Mr. Tapken. From Tapken Bathrooms. He wants to help us so you can slay here. Hello, Mr. Schohusen. Well... Go on, Mr. Tapken. Willi understands much more than you think. Like your wife said, the main thing is to improve your quality of life... Well, we thought... I'll give you that toilet for free because the attachments won't fit on yours. What about that Chinese model you have on sale? It's a direct line to our doctor. In case something happens, Willi. Mr. Tapken's brother-in-law will sort it out. - Sure. But... Your wife and I already discussed the Washlet-G from Japan. - With a heated seat so you're nice and warm. One of the model's... many features. And Mr. Tapken will sort out the bank credit for us. I assure you, Mr. Schohusen: It's all the very best... Asian... workmanship. - Then Mr. Tapken will sell us a new shower and pipes, so we don't poison ourselves with the lead. - Like I said, I'm not a doctor... I can't... If only we'd known sooner. Right, Willi? The doctor said it was the fatty food. But I always cooked so well for you. Know what, Mr. Tapken? I'll go and see how much is in our savings book. Mrs. Schohusen, that's... You can... Well. Like I was saying to your wife: great work. Really great work. Mr. Schohusen. If I may, Mr. Schohusen? Everything will be sorted soon, Mr. Schohusen. You alright, Mr. Schohusen? Mrs. Schohusen? I think you should... - Just a moment. Oh my God. Wetting your hair with these precious drops is a sign of my respect. I hope you appreciate that. Alors, flamb.. A votre sant. As I mentioned, only one of you will leave this room alive. However, I don't presume to play God. That'd be foolhardy and wouldn't do Him justice. It's up to you, gentlemen... to make this decision. I advise you not to chicken out. Otherwise I'll use this exquisite French liquid to inflame every hair on your heads. Gentlemen, I thank you in advance for the wonderful day you've granted me. Un, deux, trois, on y va! Gentlemen. This is for the substitute urine. After that stupid incident This is for the substitute urine. After that stupid incident with the heptathlete, we can't place it in your vagina. But Kleinschmidt watches you urinating while keeping an eye on your hands, so you couldn't open it with a fingernail anyway. Kleinschmidt has no shame. Go on. Many inject the substitute urine into the athlete's bladder with a catheter. That's unhygienic, so we'll use the men's method. The reservoir. When it's full, we can't insert it, hence the catheter. With the vessel in the rectum, we can use the catheter to fill it with substitute urine. The outlet. It'll be in your sphincter. So you have to... - ...clench. Good, Loni. I like thoughtful people. When I remove the catheter, until you give the sample, you mustn't relax. Or it was all in vain. Ingenious. - But not my invention. It's time. Should I kneel? Stand against the wall, bend over and support yourself gently with your hands. Did you just break up with him? You're having a baby. It's not his. It's not? He doesn't know, of course. He wouldn't have proposed. And he couldn't get me pregnant. What was I to do? Wait for him to throw me out after a younger woman shows up? Or when he realizes I'm not his class after all? And now? Don't know. Well, there's the father, too. Whose is it? Marc-Justin's. My yoga teacher. Yoga. - Yes. I took it up as preparation for tennis. Tennis. - Right. Mental preparation. For tennis. With yoga. And you really want to leave Michi? And everything you've built up. "Built up?" It's all gone. "Hamburg. Hellweg Pharma's insolvency application will put an end to the iconic German firm's 100-year history. Insiders blame management's speculative trading..." Enough already! 'While 1,000 workers demonstrated outside the factory to preserve their jobs, union officials criticized the Supervisory Board's decision to award managing director Hans-Michael Nsser-Vonnwinkel a golden handshake of around 35 million Euros." Well, after everything Michi's done for the company. "Last week, Nsser-Vonnwinkel is also said to have sold shares worth 15 million Euros on the stock market." Strange. He never told me that. "Nsser-Vonnwinkel dismissed all accusations as absurd. 'Germany's envy culture disgusts me,' he said. With his fianc, he therefore plans to relocate to Switzerland." To the Russians? It's been a long time since you were last in Switzerland. Yes. Maybe you're right. Don't get me wrong, but... I think I was confused earlier. Sure. I understand. Hormones and everything. Michi's a great guy. You can say that again. There you are. Michi. My angel. Sorry I reacted like that. I was in shock. I didn't want you and our little darling to worry about these silly things. God only knows how much I love you. I love you too, my angel. Unbelievable. We have over 18,000 Euros in savings. I haven't offered you anything, Mr. Tapken. Thanks. Brandy. Well, I think you should sleep on it. Thanks, but I don't need to. My Willi always says: "if people give you time to consider, they're being honest." He's nodded off. He often does these days. Then we shouldn't wake him up. - Nonsense. Willi doesn't wake up so fast. I have a lot of appointments. Let's talk tomorrow? Fat chance, young man. Where do I sign? Of course. Up to you. That's the contract for your pipe replacement and new shower, for 7,500 Euros. Here, please. And this... is the contract for the Washlet-G. The total is 18,175 Euros including delivery, installation, and sales tax. Here, to confirm you've read our terms and conditions. And for the credit bureau. I'm so glad Willi can stay here now. Me too, Mrs. Schohusen. Ah, Mrs. Schohusen, in the "Seniors' Start-Up Pack," the Washlet-G... comes with a toilet. - So take this one with you. Would you be so kind, Mrs. Schohusen? Have a nice evening, Mrs. Schohusen. You too, Mr. Tapken. Thanks a million. So... So... Please relax. Loosen up. There... Nearly there. OK, when I say, "Now..." - ...I clench. And... now. All the best. If there's anything else... Thanks, Doc. No problem. It's my job. Really very good filter coffee. I'll be going. We can't risk me running into Kleinschmidt. Oh... For your steroid acne. Twice daily. For the award ceremony. You think of everything, Doctor. - Thanks. Ladies. Goodbye, Doctor. - See you, Doc. He's a great doctor. A real professional. SIX WEEKS LATER SIX WEEKS LATER Ladies and gentlemen, now to the women's 200-meter freestyle final. Representing Germany: Loni Nordahl. Our reporter, Frank Wenzel, is there. Over to you, Frank. Welcome to this dream final with the hotly-tipped favorite, Loni Nordahl. Nordahl is up against Nebraska's world record-holder, Page Halmen. Will Loni get revenge for her painful defeat in Oslo? It's Team Germany's last chance for a medal. In lane 6: Loni Nordahl, carrying the whole nation's hopes. Two beers, please. Her goal: That coveted place on the podium. Loni wants gold. Trainer Ludmilla Svoboda says silver would be a crushing disappointment. Real-life drama, ladies and gentlemen. It's rare for us to sit around and have nothing we're more worried about. Cross your fingers that Loni has a better start than last year in Oslo. We all know the start is her weakness. And certain things recur to certain people... For you. A few seconds to go. Loni Nordahl in lane 6. The 25-year-old from Brandenburg makes a.. And they're off. Avery bad start. Page Halmen and Suntje van Geuns set an unbelievable pace on the first lap. Loni's a fighter, but she's so far behind that even for her, it's going to be... It's always the same. What a disappointment. The bubble will have to burst. Loni's doing everything to catch up, but Page Halmen seems unbeatable today. Loni has thrown everything away. How frustrating, ladies and... Oh, sweetie, it's wonderful here. Wild horses couldn't drag me back to Germany. Just a moment. Russian! Better? Oh, Michi really fusses over me. Russian again! The final lap. Will Halmen or van Geuns get gold? Both going for a world record. Behind them, Loni gains ground, trailing by a length. Loni's catching up! One centimeter at a time! Willi, it's the final. I'll turn it up. She overtakes the Dutchwoman! - Right behind Page Halmen! Like a barracuda through the pool. Aggressive... ...elegant, quick as a shot! - Page Halmen is losing steam. Loni, come on! - You can do it! - 80 million people are cheering you on! She has the American in her sights. Nearly there! Neck and neck! Unbelievable. Come on, Loni! - Who's got the stronger attack? Pull, barracuda, pull! And... gold! World record! - Gold for Germany! Loni Nordahl, the Brandenburg Barracuda, wins gold for Germany. The Brandenburg Barracuda! Sport fans: Loni Nordahl has beaten the world record by an incredible... And secures her gold medal. Incredible scenes are taking place at the poolside. Trainer Ludmilla Svoboda and team doctor Maxe Dietrich are embracing. This is their win, too. Only teamwork brings this kind of success. A true picture of happiness. What a sight, ladies and gentlemen. She's smiling. She's glowing. Our Golden Loni. What must she be thinking about? Her brutally tough preparations, perhaps? One thing's certain: Few athletes deserve this triumph more than Loni Nordahl. I don't know about you, but I've got goosebumps. |
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