Lammbock

Erika Eleniak was somewhat of a…

pioneer regarding breast implants, you know?

She got them during the mid-80's.

At that time implants were still bullshit.

But Pamela Anderson was smarter, she waited until the mid-90's.

Sort of after the "Silicone Revolution".

And she got some real first-rate gourmet hooters.

The best there were from the best doctor.

The guy was sort of the Mohammed Ali of plastic surgery.

That guy was married to that one actress, the blonde one,

what was her name?

Kim Basinger!

They are divorced now, but never mind.

Anyway, you get my point?

Erika had no problem until the third season,

when the directors decided to send the crew travelling.

They had Baywatch in Mexico and in Japan and so on.

And there the doctors became suspicious.

They just knew that the bullshit silicone in Erikas tits

was not designed to sustain pressure fluctuations.

Domestic flights were OK,

but long distance flights, above 10,000 meters,

the risk was just too high.

So they preferred Pamela Anderson's superior implants.

That means the only reason why Erika Eleniak got fired was

cause her tits exploded too easily.

- Got it. - Seriously.

And that's that.

So don't tell me about good acting or style or something or not?

Right?

Mhmm.

What "mhmm"?

You gotta have an opinion about that.

Nope, I really don't.

Come on, don't be so narrow-minded now.

Sorry, I just decided not to talk about such things any more.

About what?

About things like which Baywatch babe has more style.

It simply has no substance.

"No substance!"

- Yeah! - Aha!

You're just trying to talk about something cool,

and don't care for the meaning.

I know you made the story up.

Thought it's pretty clever, so you want to tell it.

And you tell me just like that!

And that's alright…

but we don't need to talk about that for hours.

OK, sorry, OK.

So what do you want to talk about?

- Don't know! - Oh, you don't know!

You know what you don't want to talk about,

but you don't know what you want to talk about.

What do you want to talk about? Tell me!

Well… About something important…

problems of real life.

- "Problems of real life"? - Yes.

Dude!

What?

- Nothing. - Yes.

- Well, it's alright. - Eh?

When did you think about that?

Just before.

Aha! Just before, while I was rolling a joint you thought:

OK, from now on I talk about real life problems…

- Completely spontaneous. - Completely spontaneous.

Alright.

Dude, you're a freak sometimes.

Cool!

- Hey. - Hello.

Gina, we have to talk.

What is it?

I think we have to break up.

I…

I think I can't remain faithful while you're away.

I could tell you some fake reasons…

But you deserve honesty…

It's your hygiene.

Excuse me?

You don't take care of yourself anymore.

You sweat like a pig.

Do you still shower at all?

Certain body parts are simply disgusting!

Call me hypersensitive.

But I just can't stand it anymore.

It's nice what stories you can come up with.

As a matter of fact I am sitting here doing something…

…clean up…, all you do is get stoned.

For a while it was funny, but…

…I don't want that circus anymore.

And actually I never planned to ever come back from America.

I met somebody there.

Joseph.

He's a broker. Hard working, pays attention, charming.

Black too!

And for the future:

Women can have vaginal orgasms!

Joseph? Black?

That was a top-notch story. Take your shirt off!

The beginning was really good.

It was much better than your cheap story. Come on!

But then "vaginal orgasms"?

You just can't stand losing.

Stop, please. No, no!

Oh, yes!

But not a big one, OK?

A normal one, that's the deal.

Come on!

Give it to me!

Give it to me!

This is no campsite!

Shut up! Fucking cunt!

Can this guy say one normal sentence?

Frank!

Countenance!

Hey, Kai. What the hell?

Why do you let these potheads hang out here and smoke pot publicly?

No!

When we come back you're gone, alright?

Oh, shit!

Fuck!

We don't leave for too long, OK?

- Mhm. - I have to study.

"I have to study."

Hey, I got an exam in 2 months.

You don't have a clue about it!

Oh, and I keep you from learning?

- I could use a little support… - I told you…

A little support.

I told you I can do this alone.

And besides I support you as much as I can.

Oh, is that so? And how?

I… I… when you're done studying…

I'll pick you up from your exam

and serve you a gourmet pizza, as a sign of my respect.

- How thoughtful. - That's how much you mean to me.

- You care so much. - I do indeed.

The Infiltration

Dealing is dangerous.

My father just sentenced one guy for 3 and a half years

for possession of 300 grams.

300 grams? 3 years?

You dad is a nice guy, but sometimes he's a fucking Nazi.

Don't you think the high stand looks in use?

I won't answer that anymore.

Look in the top corner there is some moss scratched off.

Yes, there is some moss scratched off your brain.

We investigated the place, it's out of order!

I don't know.

Be happy! Everything is fine, everything grows.

Everything is well hidden.

Plenty of sunlight. Good soil.

- Stefan! - What?

- Greenfly. - Greenfly?

Yes, greenfly! Everywhere! Check this out!

They are everywhere.

Shit.

Vinegar should help.

- What? - Vinegar helps.

- Vinegar? - Yes.

You mean vinegar?

We can't just experiment with vinegar on our crops.

We need serious help.

Useful plant or ornamental plant?

Flower, bush, herbaceous plant…?

Useful plant. Definitely useful.

- You think it's herbaceous? - How the hell should I know.

Listen, is this a pharmacy or what?

We need something against greenfly. Can't be so hard, can it?

Well, you need to plan carefully.

Without knowing the name of the plant I can't help you.

Thank you, we will try somewhere else.

Now you listen to me!

I won't bend down in front of some "florist codex".

You can't treat people like that!

Of course we go in there.

Stefan! Listen, OK?

People in those shops have no style, OK?

They study new age spirituality, and fuck chicks with hairy arm pits.

I never hung out with those cliché potheads and I won't start now, OK?

Stefan, wait. Stefan!

Let's take off, did you see that guy? No way!

Let's just ask, OK? Don't be so intolerant.

- No way! - Think about the greenfly.

Let's go.

Excuse me, I might be able to help you.

I also grow crops.

Grow what?

Yeah, alright.

Well, I can tell you there is a cure for greenfly.

Especially for big plants.

The stereotype of political left wingers as fucked up potheads is old fashioned.

THC abuse exists in all professions

all social classes, and all ages.

The motto is:

"Know your enemy."

Aphidoteles aphidimyza, predatory gall midges - a secret weapon.

One larvae kills up to 50 greenflies and then takes off.

No problem for the plant.

Where do you know that from?