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Sexy and not yet 16. Sexy and not yet 16.
One has to,
one should, dammit, understand... - SEX AND NOT YET 16 -
Sexy and not yet 16. Sexy and not yet 16.
Everyone sees her once... everyone wants to, once...
but she won't even understand.
Rosy, be mine, come to me
tonight at half past eight
Rosy, you won't regret it, come to me, stay with me
til shortly before nine.
Sexy and not yet 16...
Everyone sees her once... everyone wants to once...
but she won't even understand.
I think you want to leave us, buddy. Come on!
Let's go! Come on!
Keep your hands off.
Sexy and not yet 16. Sexy and not yet 16.
One has to, one should, by god, understand...
Sexy and not yet 16. Sexy and not yet 16.
Everyone sees her once... everyone wants to, once...
but she won't even understand.
Sexy and not yet 16. Sexy and not yet 16.
Everyone sees her once... everyone wants to, once...
but she won't even understand.
Lovely evening. - Make it short. How much will you pay?
Depends on what you're offering. - 50, plus 20 for specials.
That's pricy. - And rent for a room on top of that.
What is it, yes or no? - Alright, "normal".
How about that? I thought it can't be true.
This drunk bursts right into my performance.
I couldn't believe it! In my performance!
Had Johnny not been there... Johnny was simply marvelous.
You get a kiss for that.
It grates on my nerves, really!
Leave me alone!
Dear Erich, I admire your endurance. You're at my show every evening.
Don't you get bored?
I'm always there when János' playing.
It's not good to be home all alone.
I'll let you have it if I ever catch you again doing it for 30 bucks.
Stop bragging and take a look in the mirror.
Find yourself another corner! You're bad for business!
Get lost! - Get lost!
Tell me Rolf, when will you graduate?
I'm very interested. How did you like my show?
You were great, Ms Sheira.
I know your records but seeing you live is something else.
You're just... - Awesome! It's true!
You're really good, no matter what anyone says.
I think you're awesome.
"Vox populi" what is your name?
My name's Lisi.
Lisi... Lisa... Elisabeth!
Yes, Ms Sheira. - Bring us a clean ashtray.
Let's go car racing. You come with us!
I get changed.
Sorry! - Never mind.
Take them with you. Maybe you can make someone happy.
I feel bad for the flowers because they have no light here.
Asshole!
Oh, what have you done? The sweetie got scared.
What are you doing this late?
Could I... have an autograph?
I'd love to. What's your name? - Rosy.
"To Rosy." What a lovely name.
Thanks.
Rolf, now you know who you can give the roses to.
Ask her if she want's to tag along. She seems like a nice girl.
Dear miss, may I escort you?
You're an artist too? - No I'm from the other side...
of the stage.
That's the second time you're outdistanced.
I'll throw you out in the next turn.
I'm sorry madam, I didn't mean to.
It's my fault. I'm simply too stupid.
Slow driving can tie up traffic too. - I don't even bother with you.
Ladies and gentlemen! The Grand Prix of Germany
ended without any major accidents.
The winner is János Góré.
Ms Lisi Hoffering won second place, with Arthur Sandmeier on third.
Fourth and last is Ms Helen Sheira. Bravo!
The last shall be first. Give it up for her!
May I?
Cheers!
One second...
Here's to you!
I want to go home. - Me too, let's... - Go home, right.
May I... take you home?
Watch out, he's a sleazebag who defiles girls.
It was a joke. - Certainly.
Let him accompany you home. - I have no home.
But... that's...
That's nobody's business.
Does this mean you have no place to stay for tonight?
Yes.
It's simple. Stay with us.
You can sleep in the visitor's gap. - Stay out of it.
Our flat is not your flat and sadly my flat is too small.
But... - Let me handle it.
Lisi, take him away. - Come, darling.
If you need money...
Would you pay the bill, please.
I'd love to help you but it's not possible in my place.
That's no problem.
There's a vacant room in the boardinghouse I'm staying.
I know for sure. I'll take her there.
And we'll take it from there.
Rolf!
What should I do, Rolf?
I don't know. Don't let them intimidate you.
I'm worried about it too.
I still have a lot to do for my studies.
I don't have much time for you.
Maybe the juvenile center isn't a bad idea.
Are you crazy? You want me to...
Listen, I looked into it. They've also dormitories for young girls.
They're giving guidance and help you find work.
You'd even have permission to go out if you follow the house rules.
Rolf!
You'd learn a trade and we could see each other.
It wouldn't be forever. - You're just like all the others.
You try to shunt me off into one of those Christian places...
Praying all day and no smoking. And everything's a sin.
God this and God that and Jesus once in a while.
No, thanks! I'd rather go somewhere else entirely.
We have a customer, Director.
What unexpected glamor in my house.
A bottle of champagne. - Gosh!
Yeah, men... They suck!
They come and they throw themselves at you.
How they show off with their cars!
If you've got it, flaunt it!
I think it sucks!
It's nice for amusement
but hopping into bed? No!
I rather fall asleep next to a teddy bear.
Yeah, women... They suck!
She comes along and pinches my man, bragging to the others.
If you've got it, flaunt it!
I think it sucks!
It's nice for amusement
but hopping into bed? No!
I rather fall asleep next to a teddy bear.
Being alone... sucks!
If you don't have a man it's the worst.
The boredom... it sucks!
And than you take any man, and than you take a guy...
And he sucks.
It's nice for amusement
Even in bed I don't say "no".
I rather fall asleep next to the teddy bear.
Never drink champagne with a straw.
Get some fresh air and you'll be alright.
Come.
My god, how terrible. This never happened to me before.
What am I supposed to do?
Hold you breath and hold your nose.
Sorry.
You're next. Close your mouth!
What do you think of that?
No more hiccup.
It's an old trick. It's psychological.
It's just a blank gun.
Helen's scared at night when the customers have all left.
You frightened me, Mr...? - Call me Johnny.
Why are you called "Director"?
I am the director.
But I thought the bar is owned by... - Artistic director.
It's even on the poster. - I didn't know that.
But Ms Sheira... - Who made her? Who invented her?
Nobody gave a damn about her until I took care of her.
It was a lot of work to get her where she's today. And what do I get?
I slave away to keep the bar going
and she makes the money. A lot of it!
Helen's busy. Movies, records, TV...
And Johnny gets only peanuts.
Ms Sheira was a star when I was still in school. My mother knows her too.
And you grandmother probably too...
She's not getting any younger.
Evenin'. The lady you're looking for... got the giggles.
She's out for fresh air.
Why don't you bring her back so she won't catch a cold?
Ladies and gentlemen...
Like that? - Almost. Wait a sec...
Yes... another one.
That wasn't bad.
Stop! Cut the scene. I don't like how it's directed.
Oh, the faculty member has an opinion too.
Don't be a drag. It was just for fun.
Keep your hands off of her, or else! - Oh, really?
Really! - Don't bite off more than you can chew.
You're not renting her. First come... - First serve!
I'm warning you! Rosy isn't even sixteen.
What do you say, not even sixteen...
It's not working.
Helen, what you're doing is stale.
Give me a cigarette.
The way you're standing there. Outrageous!
Show some effort. - So I don't get a cigarette?
No, let's get to work. You're smoking too much anyway.
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