Till the End of the Night (Bis ans Ende der Nacht)

TILL THE END OF THE NIGHT

Okay, they're coming.

Turn on the light, Robert.

Robert?

Surprise!

I'm glad you're here.

- Hand me your bag. - Welcome, sweetie.

- You look well. - So do you.

Leni, I can't believe it!

- Give me your jacket. - Yeah, sure.

- Here I am. - Here you are.

Did you miss me?

A little bit, at least?

You could've said no.

It's better than jail.

Yeah, we'll see.

Anyway it's great that you're back!

Welcome!

- Leni, to you. - To you.

To you lot.

What's the deal? Who needs a drink?

Do you have plans for the apartment?

Why? Don't you like it?

Leni has her own style.

- A bit of color. - A bit of color?

You could come by and paint.

- Nice to finally meet you. - Yes, I think so too.

Your call really surprised me.

Somehow we always missed each other during visiting hours.

Yes, I just had a lot to do, you know?

Nadja. I'm Robert's neighbor.

You brought the mini bottles of bubbly?

- That's right. - They're so good.

I don't want to know what rock she found him under.

Oh come on, he's nice.

That type of species still thinks with its spinal cord.

Give him a chance.

Robert and I?

- She's going to mess up. - She'll be fine.

It's a complicated story.

Well, it's not that complicated.

- You can tell the truth! - She's blushing now.

- Go on, tell us. - Yeah...

"Ilse Bantser - no one wants her."

"Came the cook, it's she he took."

- Hey... - He was really a cook back then.

I complained about the food.

- "Waiter, there's a hair in my soup." - Where was this? Maybe I know it.

It was in Hanover...

- No, Hamburg. - Hamburg.

"Le Pétit" or something it was called.

It was called "Carnetti".

- Who wants some tiramisu? - Yes, please.

Yes, well, anyway...

His boss found his attitude towards the customers rather rude,

and fired him.

I felt bad, and invited him for a drink.

One?

So without alcohol we would never have come together.

True. A toast to alcohol.

It's good.

Tiramisu also contains...

- amaretto. - It's good.

- Tasty. - It's good.

Hang on, you have something there.

And something else.

That's also tasty.

Sorry.

- See you next week. - Yes.

Absolutely.

Bye.

- Kisses. - Ciao.

It went well today, didn't it?

Do you see an audience anywhere?

Not over there.

Oh, please...

What?

Audience.

It looks so real.

- As if it were a picture from the future. - Yeah, the future.

We could really go on holiday.

- Once this is all over. - Yeah, sure.

Listen.

Look.

Merian square, ice arena...

Okay, this is your radius, alright?

What radius?

Your radius.

Lift up your leg.

Come.

How does it feel?

You're not out of jail.

Your cell is just a little bigger now. Understood?

- I expected you to be more compassionate. - Because I'm gay.

You know what I mean.

I can't work with someone who I don't trust.

- You're not giving her a chance. - Bullshit.

- Hi. - Hello.

He'll blow anyone who promises him something.

- You don't know that. - That is my experience.

Oh, come on.

He hadn't tucked his penis away when we knew each other.

So what's going on?

- I believed it. - And the guests?

They found Robert a bit primitive, but...

I think that made it more authentic.

And will Malinowski be able to handle it?

She survived men's jail.

That's true.

- Keep an eye on Malinowski... - She can't remember simple things.

Yes, she didn't have a few details at the ready, but she was nervous.

She had two weeks to learn it all by heart.

Robert, she didn't make any major mistakes.

She's a ticking timebomb.

Cover your ears for a moment.

Or leave the room.

I suggest you look for someone else...

You know Malinowski will only do this with you.

I can't do it...

- I can't do this with her. - Yes, you can. You'll manage.

Just be nice for once.

Get out.

- We need to leave. - I need a bit more time.

- We need to leave now. - Get out.

Especially with your street shoes! Go, go, go!

- Close the door! - Oh, please.

Robert...

Did you choose this?

No.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it!

How should I put this on with this thing on my ankle?

Online drug dealing was a thing for insiders only for a long time.

Silk Road, Shiny Flakes. Chemical Love, too.

But when Slowdive appeared, if not earlier,

it totally changed everything.

That website redefined the market completely within a month.

Extremely quick delivery for wholesale prices. As easy as ordering a pizza.

We estimate the turnover is three to five million euros

a month.

The drugs are shipped together with normal, everyday items.

A teddy bear, for example. Who would suspect such a thing?

For nine months now,

we've been monitoring crucial points, supply chains, storage areas and carriers

with police and customs officers.

We believe we can only crack this system from the inside.

We need to get close to this guy to do this.

Victor Arth. A former DJ and music producer.

He was big in the 90s. Under his surname Arth.

The target is moving.

Or "DJ Arth."

Then his career went downhill. Now he owns the Midnite club in Frankfurt.

About time!

He paid for the club's selling price of three million euros in cash.

Apparently he has a lot of cash that bypasses the tax authorities.

Our key to Arth

is Lenard Malinowski.

He just did 12 months in Schwalmstadt jail for dealing speed.

But that's a woman.

Malinowski now lives as a woman.

We hired him to make contact.

Arth and Malinowski know each other from when

Malinowski worked as a sound engineer at his techno label.

And what did you promise him in return?

An early release.

Lights.

But you don't have the authority to decide over someone's reduced jail sentence.

No. But I can promise it, can't I?

The second part consists of a side step.

So side step, close, side step.

The same thing in the opposite direction. Side step, close, side step. Yes.

Always three steps, closing it in the middle.

Again, please.

Side step, close, side step.

Side step, close, side step.

I recommend keeping your steps small,

as the cha cha cha is a dance that covers a small space.

So the idea is not to move forward in the space.

So small steps, otherwise you'll feel rushed with the music.

Okay, together again now.

One, two, three, side step, close, side step.

Two, three, side step, close, side step.

Great! That's it.

It's going like clockwork.

Yes, now lift your head...

You see?

I'm here.

- That's it. Now up the tempo. - Well...

- He looked over. - Okay.

- Good. - What do we do now?

Cha cha cha...

Hey, I was thinking.

I've been sitting and waiting here for longer than my entire time at school.

You were only waiting for the bell there too.

Exactly.

Waiting, always waiting.

Sometimes something happens too.

Should we pick him up?

No, let's wait.