Strähl

The kebab guy said they're dealing in the loo or the stairwell.

Ruedi and I'll come from the front, you guys cover the back.

Hey, Carol, today's my lucky day!

Won three francs in the lotto, went to the thrift store and what'd I find?

René Botteron from FC Zurich!

- Come on, let's do something fab. - Yeah.

Let's go score some dope. The good stuff.

Yeah, but they've got Dragan locked up and the stuff on the street is shit...

Know something better?

Things okay? Long time, no see.

Carol, we got to go.

Wait. Who's got the best dope these days?

Baby, I've gone straight. I'm a mailman. See?

Forget it, he ain't got anything. Let's go.

So you're not the king of the street anymore?

The coolest Yugo?

I'm not a Yugo! I'm Swiss-Albanian.

Forget him and let me take care of it.

Awesome.

Kind of a retard but he's got hot connections.

The mailman there. Do we know him?

Why would I know any mailmen?

Want to get going?

Let's wait a bit.

Hey, look: "May and Analannabelle"...

I get it: "Anal-Annabelle! New and hot"

in Zurich. "She really is new."

Got to check her out. By the way: What's up with Vera?

You back together, or is she still doing it with that other guy?

Nice piece of tin they gave you.

You know who it belongs to?

Us, you know. The taxpayers!

- So where is it? - Man,

I'm not a dealer. But a guy I know will be here in a sec.

Give me the money

You think I'm dumb?

Man, I'm doing you a huge favor here and you're getting all worked up.

Don't you get all worked up. You'll get your money when the guy comes.

Easy, man.

That guy there!

The one with the hairdo.

Ain't that the Albanian, Berisha?

All Albanians are named Berisha.

But that's really him!

Go in! Come on, go inside...

Oh, forget it,

he never goes in.

Fucking shit!

Well then, let's just grab another of his boys

and ship him back to Yugoland.

Hey, Beko! Still at the post office?

He's inside. It's one of Berisha's guys!

Fuck the post office.

Can you do me a favor?

I promised the girl something.

We told you you should get in with us, but you

listened to your mother. Now don't you tell me the post office is shit.

Wait here.

There's four of them. Two junkies, a mailman and a Yugo.

Cover the back and wait for us.

- Good day, City Police! - Everyone stay calm.

Hands on the table!

- Piss off! Fucking cop! Let go! - Hey! Let her go!

Damn it, we're not here for you!

Fuck you! I'm not going with you!

The cops!

Damn it!

Have you lost it? Just standing around?

I said cover the back! What was that shit?

Fucking bullshit! You bastard!

Damn!

What do we have here?

Him again! What do I know?

What do you know about the other guy?

Berisha? Is he the boss of the one who just split?

What do you want? All Albanians are named Berisha.

This guy!

Man, I'm Beko. I know them all.

- But not that one. - Don't lie to me!

Why are you asking me then? Ain't you the super cop?

Listen up, Beko: It's a jungle out there.

The big fish eat up the small ones.

Unless you're a piranha. And that you're not!

Man, what's this whole fish thing?

Reported for theft, assault... You're one of Berisha's dealers. Just admit it.

Man, no way! Everyone fucks up a little

when they're young.

But those times are over.

I went to school in Switzerland!

Am I supposed to lie and say I'm not working

at the post office? - You got in my way, man.

That's aiding and abetting. Got it?

That'll get you at least one night in jail.

If I don't go to work tonight, my boss won't just see me as the foreigner.

I'll be the lawbreaking foreigner.

Uh, Dani...

Could you give his mom a quick call and check that out with his employer?

Liens, liens, liens...

How can a junkie like you be stuck with so many liens?

Hey, it's not my fault.

You know, once I had a real cool bicycle workshop,

with super exclusive bikes. And then they just took it all away from me.

Fuck! But you know what?

- I'm going to get it back again. - You always buy your dope from Beko?

Definitely not.

Carol and I only went in there because... Galatassaray was playing.

Is she your girlfriend?

Yeah.

Man, I'm not a dealer.

But that junkie chick, she's totally hot.

Don't you think? She's a bit doped up, but act a little nice, and then...

Did you know Beko's keen on Carol?

Well... why not?

Beko's a happening guy, always got a good supply...

But he just took the cash, and then you guys showed up!

And who'd he get the dope from?

How should I know.

From the Albanian.

Why do you want to lock up Beko?

If he's with them, we need him out there so we can shadow him.

With him alone, you don't stand a chance with the prosecutor.

- Going cold turkey? - You crazy?

Look, not a single one!

And how about the ecstasy tabs?

Him again. That's personal consumption.

I want out of here!

Fuck you

We've got a problem with you.

Man, can't you read!

We have to send you back to Oberkirch Reform School.

You've run away three times.

Shit, man!

I'm getting thrown in the reformatory. I'll hang myself in there!

But hanging out in dealer joints, that's okay?

None of your business. Fuck you.

What put you in reform school?

Stole a piece of candy. Should I scream again?

If it does you good...

From my end, you can go.

You crazy?

Oberkirch is bullshit.

Can't you just totally delete my record?

Get lost!

Damn it!

And? You guys happy?

10 grams of heroin, no dealer, a little Albanian in jail

and a bungled job. And you, Marco,

what a screw-up!

You're the one who was so gung-ho!

That kind of thing can happen.

No! It doesn't happen to me! Know why? 'Cause I take this shit seriously!

Calm down. The lake beat guy's coming.

Fuck the lake beat guy! This place is nothing but crap!

Beat Schuppisser from the lake police.

"Asked to switch to narcotics."

"You can learn a lot from Strähl"

but remember: I'm in charge here,

not him.

- Hello. - Good luck!

Ruedi. Break a leg.

And here's our little Strähl!

Is that necessary?

I figured if he can survive you,

then he'll survive the job.

Goodbye then.

A guy's got a private life too, you know.

And there's no dealing after six either, right?

- Come on, give me a little too. - Why don't you ask Fritz?

Please, give me a little bit.

I don't have any more.

Come on, let's go or they'll lock us up.

Yeah, come on, René. Fritz has got ecstasy at home.

This constant oppression is killing me.

Really don't have any more?

Hey Anz...

Shit, Anz is totally out.

- Don't you want to share? - Hey! You nuts?

We outsiders have got to stick together.

Fucking wild!

A grenade.

A hand grenade.

Let me see.

Don't worry, he's done that to me before too.

Let me see the grenade.

- No, leave it alone or it'll go off. - Come on, let me see!

Hey, Flaky,

did you leave the lake 'cause you don't like fish?

No, I just want to be where things are happening

and where I can help people.

With us narcs, ain't much happening.

We mainly deal with garbage.

I prefer fish. Piranhas.

They eat the garbage.

Come on, I'll show you.

What're you looking for? I'm all out.

And what's that?

- That's just personal consumption. - Nope.

To consume that you have to tell me who's Berisha's new man.

Hey, leave me alone, I don't know.

It's way dangerous with these Albanians.