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- Well...

- No.

- No, I can't tell you.

- So you know the price?

Of course!

She rubbed it in my face a few times.

About the flat from Chris...

Would it be a problem if I...

Just one or two nights...?

I'd have to ask her first.

- No, you don't have to ask.

- Why? It's your flat.

- It's your decision.

- But I haven't moved in yet.

- Don't you have anywhere to sleep?

- No.

- You know, hotels are expensive...

- That's tough.

I just arrived

and I'm not even sure if...

Maybe you won't even find anything.

So you want your old father

to sleep in his car?

No, of course not.

It's only for a couple of days.

Then it's important

that Chris doesn't notice anything.

You have to be reallyquiet.

Leave your instruments in the car.

Did you give Wolfgang

my mobile number?

No.

- Are you mad?

- What?

- Why are you asking me?

- Because he has my number.

I don't even know Wolfgang.

I don't care.

I'm sick of your behaviour, okay?

I'm going to set the table.

Everything's fine.

Yes, and I'm peeling the asparagus,

and everything's fine.

I'm finished. I'll be off then.

- Hey.

- Leave me alone.

What is it?

- I'm sorry.

- Everything's fine.

I'm not contagious, you know.

- I'm your mother.

- Fine.

- Can you let go of me?

- No.

- I just want to play in peace, okay?

- I just want to show some affection.

Not right now.

- Why not?

- Cause I'm playing now.

Man, stop bugging me!

I can turn that thing off.

- Hello!

- Hello.

- What's up?

- What's up with you?

- Where's Lenni?

- At Philipp's.

- Who's Philipp?

- My neighbour.

- I'll just say hi to Gabriel.

- We're just about ready to eat.

- Do you like it?

- It's great.

I have some butter if you like.

What's wrong?

- It's so quiet here.

- Yes.

Talk to me a bit.

I've just quit the off-theatre.

Does that mean

you've joined an on-theatre?

No, but at any rate,

that film is coming up.

Which film?

The one I went to the audition for.

- The phone might ring any moment...

- Hollywood could be calling.

Wolfgang called me.

He wants to meet me.

Do you know why?

- I actually wanted to tell you...

- What?

- He is... He's in the flat.

- Which flat?

- The new one.

- The one downstairs?

Have you lost your mind?

Well, I...

He's just a few steps away

and I'm not even aware of it?

You didn't even tell me?

Do you know what that does to me?

I never want to see that man again.

- You could've at least told me.

- I wanted to, but somehow...

So why didn't you?

Because I'm right in the middle

of you two.

He didn't have a flat,

or a place to stay...

That's his problem.

He should go to a hotel.

I don't want him there!

I think you should leave now.

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