Exit Marrakech

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I think now we have to go.

Leopold, where are you going?

- Italy.

And where in Italy?

I find personally Europe at its best.

I wish you happy holidays.

Take care of yourselves.

Ben, you shall come to the Breuer!

Okay.

Yes.

You wanted to see me?

- Right. Come on. Sit down.

Na? And? Are you

satisfied with the witness?

It's okay, right?

Well, up on behavior. Sometimes.

And where it is now

out during the holidays?

To my father to Marrakech.

It shows as a piece.

Oh. The last what I've seen of him,

Was "The Cherry Orchard"

by Chekhov in Berlin.

It was good.

And are you looking forward to the holidays?

- Go that way.

Why "goes like this"?

- I do not know.

Because family is always stress.

- I see.

I can not judge.

I do not.

- Be glad.

Yes, yes, so you can see it too.

Da. Read it the first set.

"All happy families are

similar to one another

Each unhappy family is

unhappy in its own way. "

And? It's good, right?

Tolstoy. Take it with you. You

have to read it sometime anyway.

This is one of them.

I've read your stories.

You write well. Really.

I like it.

I do not like that I get the

feeling you're bored with everything.

You want to know nothing more.

You're doing only what you must. This

was different times. What's going on?

I do not know.

Do you have a girlfriend?

Not degrees.

- Then you organized one.

You're old enough.

People who are interested

in nothing are boring.

You have a pretty good brain.

But it seems to me, as if

it is usually underemployed.

Then it makes itself constantly

and discharges into nonsense.

So do what out of your trip to Morocco.

Show that what you are experiencing.

Summer holidays are the

only time when you are free.

You know my father bad.

Freedom is pure theory.

Sometime the parents no excuse.

Ben, one more thing.

At your age you sometimes think,

You is not seen properly.

This is not true.

I'll see you very well.

And I wait on it that you tell

me what in the fall, right?

Thank you.

What is going on here?

- Dude, what was that now?

Was it because of dope or this morning?

- Dr. Breuer sees me.

Is that a good thing or something bad?

Do not know.

Do you see me, beautiful child?

- Get out of the sun, Ben.

Ben, just leave it.

- Pity.

Hello.

Hi, Ben. How are you?

- I have to plane.

Okay. Have fun.

- Ov beautiful French.

Hello, Mr. Hofmann.

- Hello.

When it comes to Morocco?

- Yes.

Mom?

- Did that work out with the car?

Yes. I see thee yet?

. In 40 minutes I'm in the air.

Hm

- Hey,

Marrakech will like it.

It's a strange world.

See time. If it's sh*t,

I'll be right there to Berlin.

Where do you fly to?

- To Paris. Two days.

Do you have your passport with?

Yes, I have.

- I have to go.

You,

- Hm?

Attention please, will you?

Say, uh, you got enough there?

Mom,

- Okay. Okay. I trust you.

Bye, sweetheart. To

call when you're there.

You know he has birthday tomorrow?

- Clear.

Do you have a gift?

- I thought the journey would one.

Glad it all about?

Obtain at least cake or something.

Nothing with chocolate. He hates.

Is cake okay?

- Yes. He can eat.

It's all about the gesture from you.

- Okay. And you? Are you okay?

Yes. I have to go. Heinrich?

Pass on the boy, yes?

In any relationship.

At the lock someone is

with a sign with your name.

This is the man from the hotel.

"Jardins de la Koutoubia" means the box.

You realize you that?

- Yes.

The guy brings out yourself.

You can briefly into the room.

At eight clock he picks you up

and takes you to the theater.

Do I get there? I'm totally all.

I think that you are interested

in, what I've done here?

Comm It's great here. Complete sold.

Then we go out to eat, right?

- I have to go. See you later.

Monsieur Ben?

- Mhm.

Mom? Yes, I am there. Everything okay.

No, he can not come.

I ride with a driver.

Mama, There's no problem.

No, do not call. I'll

meet him at the theater.

from

Jardins de la

Koutoubia, reception.

. "For Paula Papa"

Ah, merci.

Regarde.

Do you cherches haschich? Viens, viens.

My father, give me the dagger.

No. It is not for your hand.

I know the House of Grimaldi.

It is the house of joy.

An hour since, under

the eyes of my mother,

And there arose some

commotion in my soul.

But such fathers there is no more.

Yet.

Let yourself embrace, my daughter.

The woman wanted to make

his masterpiece of nature.

But they transgressed in

tone. She took it too fine.

Otherwise everything

better to you than to us.

Let yourself embrace, my daughter.

Ah,

What have I done? Broken A rose,

before the storm defoliated.

What have I done?

- No,

Do not you, my father.

Myself

Excusez-moi.

Hi.

- Hello.

Say, where are you staying?

I've seen everything. From behind.

Aha.

You've grown again. You're huge.

Where are the others?

That's interesting. I did not know.

Do you still have the

monster in the mouth?

Do you want something?

I turn a round.

S'il vous plait.

- J'arrive.

Ici, s'il vous plait.

- Ici?

Oui.

Show off your silver biter. Come, come.

Merci.

Your father is a gentle man and so

stop times.

He has a wonderful depth.

I'll tell you, when

he asked me last year,

if I thought the Emilia

mach, he f***ed me.

I mean, I Emilia Galotti?

Why do you have the Moroccans

bother with this German Classic sh*t?

Well. This is what is called

cultural exchange, right?

I see.

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