Jonathan

Half for you and half for me.

Come on. Hey.

You'll be rid of me soon.

Stop that crap.

You'll be back on your feet soon, and then you'll help me.

You can't leave me alone with your uptight sister.

She said she'd come visit you soon.

See this scar right here?

She did that.

She nearly poked my eye out.

Your grandfather always told me:

"Your sister is not a sissy like you."

But who's the one who built all this, huh?

I did. I did all this,

for you and your mother. Isn't that right?

You are great with the animals.

That makes me happy, Jona.

Now get lost.

What was Mom like?

I can't remember her at all.

I want to sleep.

Come on, Papa.

- I don't know anything about her. - It was so long ago, Jona.

So long ago.

He asked about you.

Why won't you talk to each other?

- There's a lot to do right now. - There's always a lot to do.

But there isn't much time left.

There's nothing to talk about.

He's your brother, damn it!

I can see you really care.

Would you stop that?

Dude!

Move it, Maik! Don't let the others do all the work.

- Even the girls are faster. - Excuse me?

I've got the short stick. It's so small!

- It sucks having a short stick, eh? - Shut up, spaz.

Cow utters are hairier than your balls.

- Knock it off, you two! - Got a problem?

Enough, guys!

Just learned how to piss standing up, and they're already mouthing off.

- You got this, Lasse? - Sure.

What?

Out with it.

I'm going to study.

For real. I got accepted.

Don't look at me like that, man.

- With your shitty grades? - Yup. Theology.

- Theology? - Yeah.

African Studies minor. No admission restrictions.

I'm gonna apply for a student loan and sew my wild oats, baby!

And finally get out of here.

Out of this fucking "dead zone."

When it's over...

then it's just over.

Spare me the damn hospital stench.

Beautiful woman.

Shit.

It'll heal quickly.

- Want one? - No, actually I don't smoke.

I'll bring you some ointment tomorrow.

Do we know each other?

Anka.

I'm here to help you out with your father.

Martha?

She called me.

I dreamt about an angel...

who helps me fall asleep.

She really is beautiful.

Yeah.

That's my mom.

She died in a car accident.

I'm sorry. I'm tired.

I'll come tomorrow and help you.

- Good morning. - Hey.

This is for you. It fits all the locks.

You can put your things in the cupboard over there.

Take anything you need.

You can go.

It's not like the city.

Fresh air.

I could never live in a city.

Too noisy, too hectic.

Like they say: once a farmer, always a farmer.

But I had all kinds of silly ideas when I was young.

My dream was to be a swimmer, together with Ron, my best friend.

We trained together.

Ron was an idealist.

That's why he took that job in mine reconnaissance.

I was always at the farm.

I inherited it from my dad...

- Do I get any of that? - Someone has to take care of the cattle.

Sorry. Special recipe for Burghardt.

- I had no choice. - Okay, then we'll make a deal:

You give me some of whatever that is,

and I'll let you get between my sheets.

I'll give you some, so I don't have to get between your sheets.

- What's wrong, Papa? - "What's wrong, Papa?" This!

These pills, every day!

- Calm down. - These pills! The whole fucking thing!

I don't want them anymore! I can't go on!

Then you'd finally be rid of me!

Fucking bullshit.

Think of yourself too, man. That's all I'm saying.

I mean, come with me to Berlin.

We'll rent a really cool apartment.

With one of those hot tubs, and a massive balcony.

We'll hang out all day in bath robes, puffing cigars.

And girls are only allowed in bikinis.

Right.

I'm serious, Jona.

The women there are so damn dirty.

They're all shaved. And the way they walk!

You two got something going on?

- Did you score yet? - Shh!

Damn, you're killing me! Ask her out.

If you don't, I will.

I did ask her out.

Lasse!

- You wish. - Lasse!

- Get back here! - What's your problem?

She's yours. I don't even want her.

And I'll get her, too.

Martha.

How can something like this happen?

You parked in the middle of the path.

And this is better?

- Of course it is. - Stay here. I'm talking to you.

Martha.

That girl, Anka, is here now. I organized her.

- She'll assist him. - Assist him? - Yeah.

- But I want to... - Tomorrow.

Not today.

I want to fly kites like in the old days.

- But now it's time for bed. - No!

We never do what I want to do!

Oh, just look at me.

If this keeps up, then...

...I'll end up like your mother.

No!

What did you say?

Can you hear me, Papa?

Can you stand up?

You stupid old man! You stupid old man.

Sit down, please.

Is he on medication?

- Is he in treatment? - He's in his second round of chemo.

- Skin cancer. It's spread to his head. - Please sit down.

It's great.

I mean, it will be when it's done.

It's not done yet, is it?

Hey, come here.

You're significantly less ugly than you were yesterday.

Almost presentable.

Thanks.

Wow!

It's just a hobby.

Are you crazy?

I'll buy one.

I'll buy them all, when I've got the money.

You could pay in installments.

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for Burghardt.

- He's not doing well. - He's not here.

After all these years.

What happened?

- Martha, please. - You're dead to me.

And it better stay that way.

Martha, I wanted... Hey!

What the hell was that?

Keep going.

What's her problem?

No idea.

Fucking hell.

I have to go. I'm going to church.

It wouldn't hurt you to go once in a while, either.

Papa.

I'm fine.

I know...

I thought that dose yesterday would do me in.

Have you come to finish me off with a large-scale pharmaceutical attack?

No, Anka cooked a delicious chicken soup.

With fresh bread baked by two ex-junkies.

- See how much Martha teaches them? - Martha this, Martha that.

But nobody gives a damn that I need you.

Nature transforms their souls.

- Okay, come on. - Alright.

Let's go eat soup. You're annoying.

You're annoying.

I heard that!

- What are you doing? - Fishing.

Get out of there. You'll get an infection.

Don't worry, that only happens to women who never get laid.

You're nuts, Anka.

No! No!

And you have very nice...

Tits?

Yup.

- I still need it. - Want it back?

- Give me my net back. - Then I want a big fish.