Black Box (Black Box: Wem kannst du vertrauen?)

Stop!

Keep going.

Another meter to go.

Stop!

Horn.

OK.

Good. As planned.

Bye.

How much longer will we be?

Normally 17 minutes.

17? - Yeah.

- You know the exact minutes? - Yep.

This way...

Take the other stuff, too.

Let me just get out.

All done. - Thank you. Bye.

Nevermind, Ali.

Thank you.

Unbelievable.

How do you just put something like this here?

Mr Horn, our "contact person".

They're the winners of the pandemic.

What do you want to do?

How's that?

What do you mean?

The garbage cans. They're a no go. No one can live like that.

I'll get rid of them.

How?

Don't worry! There's always a way.

Look.

Oh, what a fancy photo of Mr. Horn...

"Christmas 'round the corner yet

while our little Horny's lit".

Tonight, we set you on fire...

Hey, what the...!

That's not how you do it.

You can't fight these guys like that. They just buy new ones.

Show some guts, Karsten, dammit.

Down the back, then hit the sack!

Crazy!

Fuck.

The dark cloud again?

It just won't go away.

It'll blow over as fast as it came.

Just let go.

I hope tomorrow will go well.

Of course it will.

Think positive.

But if tomorrow doesn't work out,

we have to tell Horn we're interested in the flat.

We're not good for credit.

Let's talk to the bank.

If you have a job too, we'll have a better chance.

Yes, yes...

Then Anita can take care of Ms Brunnemann. It's only precautionary.

No, don't.

OK, do it yourself. But... yeah, exactly.

Wait Leo, it has to go under the tongue.

Leo!

No, I can do her implants next week.

38,3...

He can't go to school. What do we do?

Have we covered all the patients?

Is that good, is it OK?

Thank you. Bye!

So?

Thank you!

I'll give him the syrup, OK? - Yep.

Then you can go. - Here it is.

- But I have to be at the clinic at 2 pm. - You got it.

They didn't like it. They're playing along because Leo is sick.

I bet they'll make me pay for it.

Hey! Where are you going with this?

Well, here.

Can't you see? There's no room.

Take that thing away right now.

It's not for us to decide. Mr. Horn said so.

What? - Yep.

Looks like it's where all garbage bins go now.

No, not true! - Erik!

Slow down, okay? What's the kid to do?

Come on.

- Think this is funny? - No.

Why..? Why are you laughing?

I'd like to know.

He says it's Horn's orders.

It's about time to get serious.

Mr. Horn, could you come for a minute? - Just a sec.

I'll call you back in half an hour, OK?

Fine, talk then. Bye.

- Coming. - Only for a minute.

Please, just for a minute...

Hello.

Look at this.

Just look at this!

It's a... disgrace. Right under my window.

I can't even open it because of the flies.

And the stench!

I thought this was temporary.

Now, on top of it, the bakery's trash.

What's this about? - Hold on.

This spot here was totally fine. Nobody was complaining.

Just find a better solution. - Yeah.

Is that why you threw an egg at me?

What? What are you talking about?

No?

What are you talking about? Why would I do such an absurd thing?

Mr. Behr, I think...

Dr. Behr. OK?

Yes, Dr. Behr. You're a teacher, right?

Aren't you? - Yes.

A fine teacher, no doubt.

Then you do a thing like that? Instead of just talking it over?

We have talked it over with you.

But don't go humiliating me with such childish allegations.

Who else would do something like that?

Maybe more people are dissatisfied.

You shouldn't mistake politeness for sympathy.

True enough. Just maybe stop playing games.

Games? - Yes.

Did you say games? Have you completely lost your mind?

- Games, yes. - Do you want to...

- It's OK, Ali! - No, please!

- Prove it then. - What?

Call the police and report me. - Are you serious?

- Go ahead. - Calm down, please.

Calm down, everybody! - It's OK.

No, it's not. Don't believe this is over.

We will do what we have to.

Exactly.

- You do that. - Yes.

Anything else?

Ali, come please.

Mama, come!

I can't.

Don't worry. Just the usual scam to soften Mommy up.

- It is not. - Honey.

Listen, if those people want to work with me,

I'm away during the day, but back home for supper.

Do you want me to bring you something?

What do you want?

For you to stay.

Come on. Enough.

Go. Show 'em! Be confident!

They won't ever find a better IT manager!

Come in.

Erik, hi! - Hello.

Did you hear what happened? - Yes, quite unpleasant.

That guy's such a jerk.

He just drops that thing on us!

I'm trying to stay calm but the truth is, I'm fed up.

It's not healthy.

I know that.

But we can't just go on like this!

Go down and look for yourself.

It's like a siege!

- A siege? - Yeah.

OK. This is it.

As tenants of Kastanienstraße 32,

we're appalled at the state of waste disposal in our courtyard.

Since being moved to the courtyard, the bins are usually overflowing.

The stench is awful.

Rats have been sighted.

Our quality of life massively affected.

We urgently ask you...

No, I wouldn't write that.

I wouldn't say 'ask'. I'd say 'demand!'

We demand! - Let's be polite for now,

and then we'll see.

Fine. Good.

Yes, it's good. - Yes?

What do you think, how many people will sign?

No one?

Everyone.

If we add that we're entitled to rent reduction,

should the situation not improve.

Want to bet?

Fine.

Give me a pen. - Here.

- Sorry, we're out of croissants. - OK, thanks.

Hi.

A cheese sandwich and a cappuccino, please.

4,60, please.

Here you go.

Bring it to Horn, OK?

I thought we're out of croissants? - Just go.

Are we going to feed him forever?

Hello.

Any news?

How many are there?

And if it takes longer?

Everything is ready, we meet in the square.

Okay, talk later.

All good? - Yes, everything is fine.

Alright, see you later.

See you later! - Bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

Bye.

Two left, two right, and close the chain of police!

32, 34, over there!