Rumspringa

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Yes, yes!

Rachel?

Samuel.

No need to worry, Maem.

Your son shall return a better Amish man.

Write us, my boy. Okay?

Write to us.

Eli.

- Good day. - Good day to you.

Hello.

When Rumspringa's finished and you come home,

get baptized,

and marry…

then you'll grow a beard.

It's time now.

Dearest Daadi, dearest Maem.

Had I only heeded your advice and voyaged across the ocean by boat.

Travel by airplane is the most horrible invention

you could possibly imagine.

Praise the Lord that I've finally arrived.

My Rumspringa in the old country can commence at long last.

When you read this, I shall be on my way to see our uncle.

Rest assured that I'll take good care of our family Bible.

This I promise you.

Your loving son, Jacob.

Taxi!

They don't give a shit if they get a Basquiat

or a paint-by-numbers.

Just look for something with a cow on it, okay?

Or, like, a slaughterhouse.

Oh, he's a gentleman.

Careful, my bag.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Thank you, sir.

Well, we'll meet up soon, though, okay? Yep, see you. Bye.

Thanks for your help.

I speak German.

Well, then, have fun in Berlin.

My sack!

- Have a good flight. -I'm not flying. I'm…

I'm just here picking someone up.

Stop, stop!

My sack!

-Carriage, can you follow that machine? -What's that?

Follow that car, please. If you would.

This is wild!

Haven't done this before.

So, who are we following?

-My sack. -Huh?

-My luggage. - Oh, your bag.

Your wallet isn't in your bag, is it?

Got money, right?

I am Amish.

My people believe that money itself has no value.

- -

Good day.

List?

Hey, um, do you have more glitter?

Mother of God!

-He's gorgeous. -

Just perfect.

Vintage. Retro. Old-school!

Let's take a picture.

No, no, no, no! No photos.

You mustn't take pictures of me. I'm Amish.

-Uh, okay. -What's with him?

Amish.

The Lord has forbidden our picture-taking. It's vanity.

-What did he say? -I don't know.

- Didn't understand. -

God.

-Ahh! -Not my god.

- - Mine either!

Ah, hey! Glitter, glitter, glitter!

All right, let me see what I got.

[all continue whooping and laughing in distance]

- Yo, man. -What's good?

Right. These.

That everything?

These too.

Good day. All is well?

What?

How are you?

Good, thank you.

- 13.60. -I'm also Amish.

Huh? Wassup?

I'm on Rumspringa. You too, right?

Uh, no. On a beer run.

-See ya, bye. - Cheers.

I've lost my sack with my money and old family Bible.

I simply must find it.

Help me, if you would.

My uncle was meant to find me at the airship field.

At the airship field, huh?

Airport? He might still be there.

Hey, what the hell are you even saying?

IN 10 MINUTES

Guys, plans have changed. Catch you later.

Okay, what's your deal? You stalking me, or what?

-Yes. -Yes?

Well, I'd like you to stop it, dude. Now get outta here.

Man, what the hell is wrong with you?

Please, sir, if you would.

-I must find my Mennonite friends. -Whoa.

-I must find my friends-- -Hey!

IN 5

- -

Hey! This is a bike path, you prick!

Ah, fuck.

Ay-ay-ay.

- - Keep on walking forward.

Don't stare at him.

All right.

HOW DO YOU TREAT CUTS?

Hey, guys! Today, I'll show you how to use household items

to treat and bandage a cut.

It's best if you cool it

and cover it with a Band-Aid or bandage.

If it keeps bleeding, please go see a doctor.

Don't forget to like and subscribe.

-Here. You gotta keep it cold. - Mm-hmm.

-It's my pizza, but if it helps… - Ow!

Uh…

Dude, I think he needs a Band-Aid too.

Hi, Bo.

Hey, Freja.

Alf? The door was open.

Hey.

I love getting your messages.

Um, I didn't send that.

No, I mean in general.

Your… your messages are always really nice.

Did someone text you a honeypot or something?

What? No. No one.

And so you just… you were just stopping by, or…

Mm-hmm.

I got this Amish guy here.

-Some yuppie biker mom banged him up. - Amish?

Yeah.

Those guys live sustainably. How great!

-Awesome. Super cool. -Wow.

Of course the honeypot was from me.

Hmm?

I gotta go.

Bye.

Where to?

Um, stress at work stuff. And looks like you've got stuff going on.

What?

- -Help him.

Oh, him? No, man. He's about to head out.

-Sometimes you're such a Nazi. - Nazi?

You never take responsibility, not even for a refugee.

Wait, but… He-- He's not… He's not like a refugee.

-He just came here-- -You're so weighed down, Alf.

By ego.

You're the one trying to bail on me

just 'cause your work's getting a bit stressful,

and I'm the one with the ego, huh?

Hi!

I'm Freja.

I am an enormous fan of your eco-culture.

Jacob Hostetler of the Hostetler family from Amish country.

That's so cool.

If the whole world lived the way the Amish do,

then it wouldn't be falling apart in the next 50 years.

Jacob,

what is a good person like yourself doing here in Berlin?

I'm here on Rumspringa.

Mm-hmm.

It's the one time when we may do the things that are forbidden to us.

So cool.

To be sure the Amish life is what we prefer.

Like a sabbatical.

All the things I'd do.

Something with my hands. I'd garden,

pull up weeds,

ceramics…