Soul Kitchen

Damn.

F***ing Sh*t!

Hey, bastard! I cannot have shower,

my ass is freezing!

Give me hot water!

Pay July, August and September

rent money fist!

F*** off!

- Yes, your fish is ready.

- Thank you.

- How was it?

- Thanks. It was good.

- You paid that, right?

- Of course.

What about drinks?

Don't you finish them?

We need to drive.

Good night.

Lucia, beer is ready!

Give me a glass of wine

you stranger bastard.

I love you too, Sokrates.

- Hi.

- Where have you been?

Nadine, I am on my way.

I am sitting in the car now.

I don't believe you. This is my last night

and you are missing it.

I was busy in restaurant.

You can start to eat.

All, all, all the time

Zinos, do you realize?

Happy for you. You will get

rid of me in the morning.

Bastard.

You decided to go,

Nadine! It was your idea!

- Place was full of idiots.

- Good evening.

Zinos?.. Zinos Kazantsakis.

- From training school in Billroth Road.

- Thomas Neumann! - Unbelievable!

Do you remember

what we do after school?

- This is my fiance Tanja.

- Hi. - Hello.

- Unbelievable. - What

do you do? - Real Estate.

- What do you do?

- I have a restaurant.

- Where?

- Wilhelmsburg.

Wilhelmsburg. Okay.

What is the name of it?

- Soul Kitchen. - Soul what?

- Soul Kitchen. Just like Soul music.

Will you cut the crap?

I am tired. - Okay.

Kazantsakis, I am very happy to see you, I will stop by.

I will wait... Thomas Neumann

wow, I don't believe.

- Hello Krger Grandma.

- Here he is... Lady!

- Can you bring one more chair? Everyone, slide a little bit please!

- Don't bother please.

- One more serving for young man.

- No need serving.

Food will be finished,

that's it.

- Mistress Krger. - Hello

Zinos. - Mister Krger.

What does this mean? Can't you

sit straight?

- What can I do for you?

- I want to have a hot gazpacho.

- I need to ask chief first.

- Chief's opinion doesn't interest me.

Sure.

Chief... We have a problem.

It's taste is different

than your's, right?

- Asking Espresso?

- Yes.

Hmm... Super.

- She wants to go Shanghai and

eats dog meat - Mother please.

- Don't worry grandma, I never forget anyone.

- If so, come with me.

- We have argued about it for thousand times.

- We can have one more then.

You want to argue? Ok lets argue then.

First:
It is your plan..

- It is my job. - Quiet

- What about my job?

Quiet!

Continue to eat.

I just want to have hot gazpacho from

the lady. That's all. What's the big deal?

Gazpacho is a traditional spanish

food which is served cold.

Don't you have a microwave in the kitchen?

Do I come to your place of work,

and teach you how to do your job?

- I want to have a hot gazpacho!

- No!

- I can cum to your soup!

It will also get warm! - Shayn it is enough!

This is the last time. I don't want

you here anymore. Out!

Ya, ya! You sell everything you

can sell, don't you? Love, Sex, soul...

- Also Traditions!

- Get your traditions and f*** off!

Get out! You are fired!

It is enough!

I am sorry.

I am go out to smoke.

What will you do now?

Voyager...

...haven't reached his

destination yet. It is not over.

- Take care.

- Chief!..

...Hasta luego!

Good luck.

Hey Man!.. I like your foods!

Do you have a

job for me?

I fear.

Are you staring again

Nadine? It is enough.

Flight fear, Zinos.

Flight fear. You know.

Ha...

...sorry.

Very bad?

I don't know.

Yes.

You stink.

Look. It is very easy.

You call me from Skype.

Then, you click this

little webcam icon

...and we can see eachother.

- I don't want to just see you

I want to feel you, smell you.

If I want to smell you, I could smell fryer.

Smell this.

Mint.

- Do you understand now?

- Everything, everything.

- It is better, if you write.

- Later.

Zinos...

...there is no later.

Ah this legs, Ah.

What can be done with this foot?

These beautiful foot?

Ah, look at this ass!

Nadine?

Nadine!.. Sh*t.

Kazantsakis!

Lets go then.

- Hey Illias! Want to play?

- Okay.

Suck this mate.

Your dept become 35 bucks.

- Need to pass from here?

- No need. Go on.

- Sign here.

- Okay.

You will be here at 6 o'clock, right?

But, I can be late for half hour...

Just kidding.

- Howdy malaka?

- Illias, what are you doing here?

- Did you escape from prison?

- Escape? What next. Everything is fine.

How are you? You seem good. Lost weight.

Sit. I need to talk to you.

sit, sit.

Now...

I need a favor.

What you want? You want me to hide you? What happened?

Everything is all right. The thing is:

They let me go out from prison for

a limited time. So I can go out weekends.

- It is really good.

- It is good but...

...the point is:
If I would have a job,

I could go out everyday.

- But You have never work.

- I will pretend to work.

- I see. How long does it for?

- Half a year. Until the end of my prison time.

- Forget it. I have enough workers here.

- But Zinos, you are not listening to me.

I am saying that I will pretend to work here.

Listen.

All you need to do is

signing this paper.

Work starts 17:
00, endss 02:00

But this is wrong.

I am closing at 12.

Doesn't matter. No matter

what is written there.

My hero. Aren't we brothers?

- How do I move motorcycle?

Good morning chief. - Morning.

Haa, one more thing, don't

mention about the prison to anybody.

- Why?

- there will be rumors.

I am leaving.

Ah... One more thing.

Can you give me twenty bucks?

Thank you very much.

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