Guter Junge Page #2

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Yeah.

Tell me.

Do you know that your

son is shaving himself?

It's obvious. He will be eighteen soon.

- I mean everywhere. The legs.

- The arm pits, the pubic hair.

All are doing that nowadays.

How do you know anyway?

He forgot to lock the door.

Sure.

We will getting along with each other.

The same like we two are getting along.

We are making progress.

The way you are screaming at him.

That's almost normal.

He is a young lad. The

juices are streaming.

He is jacking off too. Really.

'If you know what I mean.'

He's jacking off like a world champion.

We got a dramatic rise in

the use of paper tissues.

I got the feeling there is

something wrong with him.

Julia. Cut it out.

Maybe he is gay.

The boy has recently lost his mother.

That's his trouble.

White man steps into a taxi and wants to have

a gorgeous mansion with a swimming pool.

Then he says 'super' and leads the pastor to a

hut, with a straw bed and things like that.

Man, Dieter. Think about the kids.

Come on. It's a normal joke.

I already knew this joke.

Really?

But the pastor complains:

'You are mixing things up.

All my life I preached and

worked in the house of God...

'Yeah', he said.

'But they all feel asleep

during your service,

and prayed then in the taxi.'

I already knew this joke.

Oh, mum!

Your daughter is really cute.

What did you do to get such two cute kids?

I just followed my image.

Steak? Sausage?

Sausage. But small, and

a large one for Achim.

Jennifer has acquired an

apprenticeship at a solicitor.

Really? Super!

We are all so proud? Are

we not, my 'chicken'?

Leave the kid alone.

I have just told about the apprenticeship.

By the way. Where is Sven?

Leaving you there rotting.

I don't mind.

Oh no. This is a boys choir and

I don't like it. Such a sh*t.

Have you ever sung in a choir?

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Man. Will someone turn on some good music.

Careful Roland. It's my favourite disc.

Achim. Your boy has taste.

Sven, Lukas. Turn it somewhat down.

If Doris would not work too...

and only with my salary...

We could not even afford the house.

But at least you get paid every month.

Listen to the big entrepreneur.

Have you ever been at my house?

You had to support all of them ..

It will never be cheaper.

A temporary residence.

Nacked bulbs at the ceiling.

Everybody should be blessed

according his personality.

Hey Kordula.

You got nothing to drink.

Do you want another beer?

No thanks. I'm not allowed.

Jennifer. Look if there is any

juice left in the cellar.

Sven. Come and help her.

Where did you left your 'prince', Kordula?

'Prince'?

Have you ever met an African

who isn't a 'prince'?

Gaston had to work.

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