Swimming with Men

Please stay back!

Morning! - Morning.

You are in the ass, man!

Father! You're in the ass, dad.

By the way, you stink of chlorine.

And you stink of drugs. - Really?

No.

Is Mama now MP?

She is a councilor.

Who is this?

That's her boss.

Dr. Joseph Goebbels.

A doctor! Cool!

Where do you want to go?

Are you afraid to be alone?

Wonderful celebration, right? - Thank you.

I saw my wife. - Are you the number one?

How long have you been an accountant?

300 years.

I always wanted to do something like that...

You are sure to be an ace in sudoku.

Where have you been'?

I called. - crap! Really?

"Shit, really?"

You find local politics pointless.

I never said that! - Eric, I was chosen.

Do you know what that means to me?

I just thought it was your evening.

And you are my husband.

I wanted you to be there.

That we celebrate together.

Morning! - Morning.

Tomorrow, Eric! - Morning, Michael.

What are the numbers doing?

They ward off chaos, Michael.

Wonderful!

Hello. - Oh, Eric.

How does one feel as a newly elected municipal council member?

Well.

A little nervous, I admit.

Is a big meeting.

And you?

How do you feel?

Eric? - I'm good.

What is it like to have the power, the life of others...

What's happening?

Nothing. I just wanted to...

Excuse you? - As?

I have to go. - Oh yes? A lot to do?

Should I make an appointment with your assistant?

I have to concentrate.

I know what's going on. - Can that wait?

There is another. - What?

You have an affair. With Lewis.

Eric, please!

He stands by you, everyone sees that. Do not you like him?

You disappoint me. - Me?

It's my first day. Can not you...

Walk away?

Do you mean this? Walk away? - Morning'.!

Who is this?

Can that wait? - Is it about sex?

Eric! I can not right now...

Do not I satisfy you? We used to have supersex.

Seriously! - insane sex.

Do you remember when we...

Did your mother have the cultivation done?

Heather?

Heather?

For heaven's sake!

What's up, people? We can do better.

Seven times whipped shit!

We have that here. - Sometimes quite lyrically expressed.

Is that funny?

Tell me in the face.

Concentrate, Tom. - I do, on the...

Let's try it again.

Come on!

Rotate!

Ending!

That's awful!

The boys are to blame. I lost the flow.

Which flow? At right angles, I can not get around the leg.

I am not your wife.

The movement is too complicated.

That's not it, Kurt. - Not only, Luke.

We are hopeless, just like everything.

Again! "Life is meaningless."

Yours maybe.

It has to get into muscle memory.

A question of fitness. - A question of exercise!

Actually, it's a matter of numbers.

If the goal is to rotate as a unit,

you need symmetry. Right now you are falling in the middle,

They lack the pivot point, the apex variable.

And an Audi convertible.

What is an apex... - variable.

A point around which other points rotate.

Essential here is an even number for fluid movement.

Are you synchronized swimmer or an autist?

Stop it!

I am a bookkeeper. Is only mathematics.

Like most things. - Autist!

Do not pay attention to it.

Show us what you mean.

Heather?

What are you doing with Mom's cell phone?

How terrible?

Billy, I'm coming. I have to go.

Wait a second.

Excuse me.

If it works, it has to be one less.

Is she feeling better?

Eric? - It could not be faster.

He said you're drunk on the floor.

As? - Was you bad?

No. - You are pale.

Well.

Now I am here. Everything will be fine.

Here, take that.

Maybe I was something... - Hello Eric.

We were talking about the closure of local libraries.

Will be difficult with the wankers.

Eric...

What do you do?

disclosure:

I am glad that you two

the libraries are saving, the schools...

Whatever you superheroes do in the council.

I go. - no. Eric, calm down!

One thing I tell you: Do that with your own wine!

I brought the bottle.

Did you hit him?

Why not'?

Because there are other ways.

How to take your wine? - That's one, yes.

He knows I'm not joking.

Here, for you.

Seriously? Class! - Thank you!

How long are you staying, sir?

One night.

What'll it be? - A gin and tonic.

Gladly.

A double.

Then a double.

And then another.

Ever seen one? - Everyone has, right?

Heather! I know you're in there.

I want to complain about the buses. They are shit!

Come out!

Goebbels!

Come out of my house!

Where are you'?

Father! What do you do'?

Come out!

Billy!

It's me, dad!

You're drunk?

What!

That's unhealthy and expensive.

There she comes.

Where is he?

I'll knock one for you. I'm not afraid of him.

Not a bit!

You are afraid of everything. That's why you're gone.

I did not go away. You drove me out of the house.

I beg you!

What's wrong with you, Eric?

You are not yourself anymore.

Do you still love me?

Now?

Do you love me?

Can you say that?

Can you say something?

Take him out. Then I'll show you what I can say.

Eric!

Let yourself be guided.

Were you...

Do not resist, Eric.

Stop the rhythm, Eric.

And let go.

We discussed it.

And we all agree.

About what?

Not every first sucker can join the club. We have rules.

Who speaks of... - Our club is more than a club.

He is an idea.

A protest. - a protest?

Towards the end of dreams. - And the futility of life.

Against what has become of us.

Against the rising beer prices.

We did not escape that in a certain way

are related.

Why that?

We saw that you were hard.

A 20-year-old makes it fun. But a 40-year-old has a problem.

Are we right?

My wife and I are happy.

Nobody talked about your wife.

We all had our low points, that's why we founded the club.