Synopsis: In Berlin, during one of the hottest summers in the last seven years, Antonia, a single mother, drives her son to the bus station, in order to visit his dad in Paris and stay with him for the next two weeks. The two of them have already planned a trip together to travel to Côte d'Azur, something that Antonia will definitely value, since her demanding job as a hotel maid, housekeeping and cleaning, has left her exhausted, dishevelled and with no personal life. Late again for work, she will use her Maitre d'Hotel's compassion to go unpunished and will begin her work, not knowing that in the hotel stays Julius Pass, a famous blind portrait painter who uses his sense of touch to explore people's features, waiting for his big exhibition opening. Is this untidy maid who has lost faith in her, going to have a meeting with her fate?
38 min

How's your new boyfriend?

He's been really sweet

since his mother died.

Nice earrings.

Where'd you get them?

He gave them to me.

l won't let him touch me any more.

Can you imagine? With a nurse.

They did it at our place.

Jerome wouldn't do that.

Actually, he hasn't done

anything for months.

l want a tattoo.

Doesn't it hurt?

Sometimes l like that

when we f***.

What do you mean?

You've never been spanked?

On the ass?

That's where it's usually done.

Are you crazy?

My guy'd never do that.

He respects me.

He must not be very good.

l'm so lucky.

My new one fucks me like a rabbit.

l'm all irritated.

lt's almost too much.

Do you really want to get a tattoo?

What kind of a tattoo?

Below my belly button.

The word ''paradise'' or something.

- The usual.

- She's nuts.

How about ''You're Welcome''?

l want to drive them crazy.

To Cyril Collard,

and to all those who still believe

that love means something.

Where do you want to go?

Stop here. This is fine.

- Here?

- Yes, please.

- ls this OK?

- Yeah, wherever. l don't care.

What were you looking for

back at the bar?

A Tupperware container

or something.

What for?

For my father's ashes.

You went to a bar to get a container

for his ashes?

l had them in a plastic bag

but it had a hole in it.

My father kept leaving.

Half of him blew away.

Are you allowed to carry

someone's ashes around like that?

l don't want to leave him

in a ditch.

So you stole the...

You can't do that.

He worked his whole life

to provide for me.

lt's the least l can do.

He was a painter

but he refused to sell his work.

He was a bodywork repairman.

lronically, the paint got to his lungs.

We found out he was sick

when he went to the hospital.

He never came out again.

That's too bad.

l don't know what to say.

You're really gullible, aren't you?

l can't believe you.

The guy spent his life slaving away

and his retirement in a cemetery.

- Why are you like that?

- Come on, let's go.

- Don't you want to kiss me?

- Don't you have a boyfriend?

He's a nice guy.

He won't beat you up.

Your friend said

he'd pay us every week.

Yes, but you know Maurice.

He said we took our time.

We were only going to redo

one room, not everything.

Yeah, that's true.

So he's two weeks late in paying us.

Chance, wait.


He wasn't very nice

but he'll think about it.


No, not cool.

What about you?

Are you seeing anyone?

l met a girl, kind of by chance.

Are you blind?

Didn't you see me coming?

You want me to calm down?

Look at my car!

You stink of beer!

ls that your dad?

The louder one is.

lt must not always be easy.

Are you a mechanic?

l repair cars.

lt's not always easy.

We've been together ever since.

lt's complicated. Her dad...

l have to pee.

Are you staying here?

Are you looking for me?

What are you playing at?

Don't you like games?

What do you think of my ass?

What are you doing?

- Do you like my ass?

- What do you think?

How about my breasts?

Of course l like your breasts.

And my nipples?

Do you feel how hard they are?

Stop it.

Touch me.

Touch me.

And my p*ssy?

Can you feel how wet it is?

l'm gonna f*** you.

lf you f*** me, l'll yell.

Touch me...

lf you yell, no one will hear you.

Don't you like yelling?

Only when l make girls come.

l don't mind if you touch me.

You can do whatever you want.

But you can't f*** me.

- What if l f*** you anyway?

- You don't get it.

l must be too dumb.

You're too impatient.

Which one do you like better?

My p*ssy or my ass?

l'm gonna give it to you.

You're not listening.

Am l torturing you?

You poor b*tch.

But a b*tch you'd like to f***.

What do you want?

You can't f*** me

and think of someone else.

Will you drive me back?

- What are you doing here?

- You're out of breath.

Yeah, Alex and l had a problem.

Maurice chased us.

- Can we get out of here?

- No, we can't.

- What good is your car?

- Not much right now.

Did it break down?

l promised Sonia l would take her

to the Caen funfair.

But my car...

Other than pushing it

or blowing it up,

l don't see how l can make it move.

For an electronics nerd

who can start any kind of car,

you disappoint me.

ln case you didn't notice,

my car is a '96 Fiat.

Back then you almost had to pedal

for a PC to work.

Don't you have a date with Cecile?

Oh, sh*t!

- Well, see you soon.

- Yeah, whatever.

Come on, don't sulk.

You never know,

maybe we'll f*** someday.

You're such a ladies' man.

You never f***ing stop.

Do you always act like a slut?

You're cute. Don't give up so easily.

- How are you doing?

- lt's pretty simple.

Red cards for the sale prices,

blue cards for regular prices.

What do you study?

Political science.

l'm not too good at maths.

Will you manage?

Don't worry, Mr Daniel.

l want to spend more time with you,

all the time.

But just telling you that scares me.

l'm afraid l'll scare you away.

When you leave,

l'm afraid l'll never see you again.

lt's horrible to feel

how much you could make me suffer

if you were to disappear.

l love you.

Will you come to my place?

Stop asking me that.

Don't you want to?

You've never come over.

Yeah, l want to, but... don't understand

what l want.

l'd like to live in a house

with a big garden,

with flowers everywhere

and horses

and lots of children.

- You don't like horses?

- l do.

What do you mean, she left with a guy?

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Sergej Moya

Sergej Moya (born January 14, 1987 in Berlin) is a German actor. He won the Undine Award for Best Young Leading Actor in the 2005 film Keller – Teenage Wasteland. Moya started his career during his early teens, in the beginning of the 21st century. more…

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