Berlin Calling Page #5

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I am so sick of your ego trip.

- Do I tell you what to do all the time?

Do I say anything about Conny? No.

You can f*** who you want. I don't care.

But I have a problem if you act like

you're a saint and order me around.

It's annoying.

I'll be off then.

The new album

is going to be so massive.

Really great stuff.

We have to talk.

Alice stopped the album. Pushed it back.

Stopped the album? Pushed it back?

Tell me it's not true!

Tell me it's not true!

Calm down. She wants you back to normal.

- Normal? I'll smack that f***ing c*nt!

Then she'll know what "normal" is!

- Stay and sleep it off first!

Why did you cancel my album?

Why?

You think you can treat me like this?

Just say it if you want to fire me!

Don't I fit your "concept" anymore?

Mr. Karow!

Mr. Karow, you have to sign out with me

to leave the hospital.

Alexander, get him please.

Come on, it was on your watch.

Icka, open up!

It rocks! Or is dancing prohibited?

Icka, please open up.

Alex, this is the new album.

Hear how it rocks?

You can start now.

Alex, what is this?

A pay rise?

Dr. Paul says it would be better,

if it's okay with you.

Our dear doctor could have told me.

- Nice one before, Icka.

The yellow ones are light anyway.

- Welcome to the club.

Good morning.

Morning.

I wanted to ask

if I can go into the city.

I gotta talk with my girlfriend.

I made a mistake

that I have to patch up.

- No.

You either stay and participate

or you can leave for good.

It's important. I have to apologize.

Pack your things and leave then.

But coming and going all the time

makes no sense.

Very funny.

You're a real hippy b*tch!

Liberal on the outside, but reactionary

when it counts! Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!

Mathilde!

It's me!

Hey there!

Tax Department

Hey, how are you?

Um... is Mathilde there?

I gotta talk to her.

- I don't think she wants to see you.

I wanted to apologize for being stupid.

She also has to see this letter.

They want 25,000 euros in back-taxes.

Where can I get the money?

What am I supposed to tell them?

Wait here. I'll ask.

Mathilde says the '99 to '03 taxes

were before her time. Not her business.

And she doesn't want to see you.

Hey, what is this sh*t?

I want to see Mathilde!

Pull yourself together and grow up,

you loser.

Good that you're here, Icka.

Find yourself a new label.

Actually, I came to apologize

and ask for an advance,

'cause of the tax department.

I'm not loaning you any more money.

And I'm not listening to anything else.

Man...

You know I get strange when I'm working

on a new album, but I don't mean it.

No, Icka. I've had enough.

Your music wasn't bad,

but you never got your head together.

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