Gravity (Schwerkraft)

I don't believe it. Nothing. Not a single spot.

There's one.

Is upstairs free? Tears could be shed. - Yes, it's free.

Have fun.

Mr. Schneider. Hello.

Let's head upstairs so no one will interrupt us.

Things still aren't going up, Mr. Schneider.

I'm sorry. There's not much I can do.

I'm canceling your loan.

I'm sorry.

Do you still have the number of the debt counselors I gave you?

You should give them a call. They'll help you.

What's on the T-shirt you're wearing? It's a band, isn't it?

That's it.

Five,

four,

three...

- Mr Schneider, are we landing on the moon? - Two,

one...

Bye.

I've reviewed the case again. You were acting with the bank in mind.

No one can accuse you of anything.

It was firm,

but with the bank in mind.

In any case, you'll be fine.

How long have you been with us? - Seven years.

And large commissions. You're good. - Thank you.

Keep it up.

And reconsider your decision about vacation.

Not too long ago I bought a cottage on Sylt.

The place is really pretty.

It's kind of a secret of mine. Take a breather every once in a while.

I strongly recommend the same to you.

I could picture myself going to Iceland sometime. We'll see.

Iceland?

Great.

Alright...

Mr. Feinermann, I'm hosting a dinner party at my house next week.

Combining business with pleasure, you know.

Maybe you'd like to come.

I'm sure we'll have a brilliant time.

Vince?

Frederik. - Jeez, how long has it been?

Do you work here?

Yes.

Yes, I... I work at a bank.

Do you see the guy standing behind me?

He's the store detective, and he'll get you busted.

You'd better put the CD back.

But not right away. Wait until I'm gone.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Yes, and one more thing.

It doesn't make sense to put the magnetic strip in your pants.

Yes.

You're probably right. - Good. I have to get back to work.

Wait a second.

In case you need something, whatever it is...

I don't know.

Here.

Oh! Ms. Podolski!

Hello. Back early today?

Yes.

Care for an espresso?

No, I need to go home. - Fresh from Columbia. Very good.

There's none better.

I must go to children. At home.

Please, just one cup. The machine's really quick.

Good. Coffee.

Espresso.

Everything okay, Mr. Feinermann?

Yes. Everything is...

fine.

How about you? Your children? - Yes, good.

Nice.

Yes. Family healthy. Important.

Yes. A man shot himself in front of me at the bank.

No understand.

He just did himself off. Without batting an eyelash.

And I talked him into the loan. - Good. Nice.

You know, I'm fed up. I've had it. Really!

Completely ridiculous. Ridiculous.

Derivatives funds are a hard sale.

We're back to the traditional building loan contracts.

But there's the problem with our building loan services:

We are advising people to death

with real estate.

And now to something serious. You'll never believe

what happened at the bank recently. Mr. Feinermann, care to tell them?

Mr. Feinermann experienced it firsthand.

No, you can tell them. Please.

Alright, fine. A customer walked in last Monday.

One of Mr. Feinermann's.

A tragic case. The same old story.

Lost his job, took out many loans, etc.

But pay attention, there's more. He pulls out a handgun

in a customer services office of ours

and shoots himself.

In the bank. - Unbelievable. - I don't believe it.

Excuse me, where's the toilet? - Behind the kitchen next to the stairs.

That guy doesn't have it easy.

Stupid asshole.

"Mr. Feinermann, care to tell them?"

FRONT DOOR

GRAVITY

Ms. Reicherts! - Mr. Feinermann.

What's up? - Work. - Thanks. - You're welcome.

Hello?

Hello?

What a poor bastard you are, you sicko.

Hello? - Frederik? It's Vince.

Wanna have a beer or something?

Hello.

Sonja, this is Frederik.

Hello.

We know each other from long ago. We played in a band.

I vaguely remember.

Yeah, we only had one real concert.

What'll you have?

Do you have a menu? - What? - The menu, please.

I'd like to apply for a loan. What do I have to do for that?

Why do you need one, if I may ask?

I want to start a bar with a stage and concerts and stuff.

I've already found an empty business.

I'd like to lease it and fix it up.

Excuse me. I'll have a "Blue Heaven." Please.

Alright,

there's a battery of questions: "What's your job situation?"

"Do you have collateral?" - I was in jail a while, so I don't.

You were in jail?

Damn!

What for? - Break and entry, robbery.

What did you rob? - Do I get a loan or not?

No, a bank won't give you one.

And how did they catch you? - What about credit agencies or the Web?

Forget it. They're all criminals.

What about your old job?

Welder. - Robbery!

Thanks. With the CD the other day.

The way you dress, you don't need to pocket anything.

You can just walk out with it, with your suit and all.

Yeah, thanks. Care to know why I steal CDs?

I'm sure you have your reasons.

Feinermann. Unfortunately I've got work for you.

I'm going to Sylt for the long weekend and will spend 2 extra days there.

Me and the lady.

In my cottage.

Five days.

Oh, and one more thing:

We strive to project a positive attitude at all times, but you know that.

But lately you've been wearing this suit.

A little too unorthodox and dark, don't you think?

Okay-

No.

No.

No.

Yes. Hello, Vince.

Hey, would you be interested...

in earning 2,500 euros?

Behind a door, but not yours? - Exactly.

I thought you work at a bank?

Is there anything we could do... - Nope.

If I give you a name, could you give me the bank statements?

If he has an account with us, yes.

If not?

If not...

If not, yes, I could. But it'll take a while.

Okay, you get me a guy's statements from the last seven years and 2.5 grand,

and I'll help you with the door. - Seven years? And how?

Okay-

I'll get my stuff.

Reiner... Reinier Grimm? Reinier, what kind of name is that?

Is there anything else I should know? Did you piss on someone's pillows?

Piss on someone's pillows? No!

Tied up his daughter or wife in the living room?

Yes.

Very funny.

Alright, is anyone home, or what?

No. He's on vacation. He lives by himself. I was there an hour ago.

We go in and get your credit card. Don't touch a thing and do as I say.

Understood.

Here. - I already have one.

No, once we're in the yard.

Okay.

Yes. Here.

You wanted to picklock it with a card? - Yes.

I see.

Wait.

Are you nuts? Hang it back up.

If anything, take the laptop.

Okay-

Wait!

Damn it! Look for a backpack or bag or something since we're already here.

We're stealing it all.

Jeez, that was...

That was good.

What should we do with the stuff? - Sell it. Now drive.

Now what?

We wait.

And you don't want to know why I broke into my boss's house?