Then there's the garage.
Yeah, I just cleared it out.
For my eldest and his friends.
They have a really clever start-up in here.
Moritz!
Susi!
What are you doing here?
I found Susi.
In the forest. She was just lying...
there.
And her leg was bleeding.
I went to the vet, and he said that...
It had to be removed.
Uh huh, yes.
Okay. We've seen the garage now.
Who are you?
Windt, real estate agent.
I have the thankless job of finding someone to move into this dump.
Of course, you can break down this garage
and build a... like... where you can jump into...
What's "Schwimmteich" in English?
Well, like I said, our preference would be
that the buyer could let us keep living here for now.
Mr. Zimmermann, just between us, with you as tenant no one will buy it.
So either you move out voluntarily, or we'll have to find another way.
Oh, you must have missed a few sessions on tenancy law
during your vocational retraining.
Good luck with the eviction for personal use
when the occupant is a single father...
and police officer.
What's "Eigenbedarfskündigung" in English?
But don't worry, Dad is so afraid of conflict,
he'll probably even help you move.
You know, I...
I was always scared of becoming an arsehole like Mum.
But you know what's much worse?
Becoming a loser like you.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Normal people on average touch a display 2.617 times per day.
Normal people.
Now look at all these hip people.
Do you notice anything?
Everything that belongs in a perfect Instagram feed.
Vegan food...
Fixies...
Tattoos loaded with meaning...
And still,
if I were an undercover detective, I'd be super suspicious.
It's totally obvious.
No one has a phone on them.
Where does that happen?
They all have the coolest job in all of Holland,
and none of them can talk about it
or post anything.
And if anyone asks,
you have to say you work for a bloody soda start-up.
But I can't do it anymore.
I have to be able to tell my girlfriends what I do.
I mean, what else am I supposed to talk about with them?
Maybe it's good that today's your last day.
You must be great at it. Hiding things from other people.
But when I lie, people realize right away.
Last year, I won Christmas.
Best gifts.
And what did I buy them with?
Drug money.
Almost like a... criminal.
And then at church, I prayed so loudly everyone looked at me.
It was really awkward, even for the priest.
The other day I told my granny everything by accident.
You did what?
Thank God she had a stroke and can't get the picture.
Not "thank God." But she doesn't get anything.
There are studies now that suggest they might actually get more than--
Okay, then I guess I'll have to pull the plug.
Granny Eni knows too much.
And you?
Who did you have to lie to in order to be here?
Can you keep a secret?
Come on, tell me.
My granny will love this story.
Fine.
Okay.
Well...
Just between us,
I wasn't actually planning on accepting the offer.
But life doesn't work like a film script, it's more like a computer game
where you have to make your own calls, because everyone's against you.
Am I still a regular student who goes to school, takes his Abi
and moves to the closest city to go to uni?
Like everyone else?
Mo, get your arse over here.
Do the fucking prelim and don't throw your whole life away.
Or have I chosen something else a long time ago?
Sure. And then you came here.
No.
I took back control.
Don't look at me like that. You wanted to hear the story.
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Yeah. And now I'm here.
In my own office
with harbour views.
Welcome to the Good Times family.
Living the dream, huh?
Oh, come on. That's part of success, isn't it?
Mark Zuckerberg also stole Facebook from those two guys at his uni.
But everyone hates him.
Should I shut up?
I'll shut up.
Just because you've moved on
doesn't mean you've stopped caring about the people you left behind.
Windt. Real Estate.
And luckily, the feeling is mutual.
There are people who care more about me than I thought.
Well, not that many people.
In fact, just one I know for sure.
Can I please use the bathroom?
If I change my mind, maybe there's a backdoor now.
Overall, it was actually a pretty normal week.
It's nice to see that you've adjusted so well already.
Don't get too attached to her though.
And?
Are you enjoying your last day?
If today were your last day to live, is this how you'd spend it?
I'd probably have taken off his pants by now.
What did she say?
Something like "carpe diem." Just more complicated.
And in Dutch.
Speaking of which... Come with me.
I want to show you something.
So they just accepted your resignation?
I said, I need to find out what is important to me in life.
And they said...
So, you can bring a horse to water,
-but-- -You can't force it to drink.
So you do speak Dutch?
No, I've just heard that before.
Red or blue?
Actually, I'd prefer not to.
Come on!
It's not dangerous at all.
And you'll never get it this fresh anywhere else.
Hey, Elon Musk wouldn't sell a car without knowing something about cars.
Actually, that is exactly Tesla's core problem.
Let alone the fact that the engine comes from Bosch...
The clearance dimensions alone.
-Compared to German manufacture-- -So choose the red pill.
You'll be enlightened
and finally understand what you're selling. Or...
take the blue pill
and the exact same thing will happen.
To the milligram.
And?
Can you feel anything?
What?
It'll take about 20 minutes.
What do you want to do now?
I think I'd like to use the bathroom.
Down the stairs.
If you're not back in five minutes,
I'm calling the police.
Trust me, I wish I had that thing from...
Men In Black, you know?
And you'd forget everything.
But yes, those things are unfortunately just in films.
Shit.
Are you coming?
It's getting late. We don't want your father or that...
Lenin to start looking for you.
Come on.
Trust me, you'll get over it in time.
Your boys.
Beauty and the Broken.
In six months, you won't know they ever existed.
Really.
Dad?
I have to talk to you.
Dad!
Moritz, we can stay here!
Some anonymous investor wants to buy our house,
and we can keep living here rent-free!
I have no idea why!
But sometimes, even a loser like me is lucky.
Dad, I'm sorry. I...
No.
You're right.
Look at you, you're a doer!
You'll never be dependent on some moron.
Dad!
Come on! The guy's letting us live here for at least ten years!
Mr. Windt said it's some tax dodge but I think the guy's just a moron.
But you know, why should we give a shit?
Dad!
Sorry.
But I really don't give a shit!
-Have you been drinking? -Nonsense.
Well, a little bit.
Moritz!
Can we do a family hug selfie? It's the perfect moment!
-Okay. -Sure.
Hug selfie.
I think...
things are finally looking up again.
We'll get the money.
We definitely will.
Even without fucking Moritz's help.
Susi, have one more.
You still have more legs than me. You can handle it.
Did you break up with Lenny, too? Or did Dan steal him from you?
I think it's good that you came.
You do realize that you're a criminal, too, now?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Well... attempted arson? Community service at the very least.
And because the fire department came, there's a heavy fine on top of it.
Thank you.
For giving you the privilege of taking your English pre-Abi?
No.
For showing me
that when a friend is really terrible, it might be that he needs you the most.
How much trouble are you in?
Mo?
Attention please!
Today is the annual waffle sale in the foyer. Proceeds go to the Abi ball
With plants, you must watch for...
In India, everyone does it like this.
And the internet says all the vitamins are in the peel.
The internet also says Lady Gaga has a dick.
-We thought you were dead. -Hoped.
No.
Didn't Mr. Kowinski say anything?
I had the flu.
And now you're gonna work out, huh?
Come on, let's go.
I need to talk to you.
-There's nothing to say. -No, it's important.
You're in danger.
We are in danger.
I saw how...
how Maarten...
They kill people!
Sure. And why should we believe you this time?
Because it's the truth.
Maybe you can't remember, but last time you also said
that was the truth, even though it was a lie.
No, that was the truth, I just didn't know it.
-Exactly, a lie. -No!
Well, yes, but from the Dutch. I told the truth.
They really kill anyone who wants to get out.
But I've only just found that out.
So, by definition, I didn't lie.
Who cares about definitions? You wittingly lied to us, you retard.
I unwittingly told you the truth! There's a big difference, you...
There's a big difference.
I accidentally saved our lives.
Lenny, I saw Maarten kill somebody.
Someone who wanted to get out and knew too much!
I have no idea what you're planning to do.
But if you keep me in the loop, you're safe for now.
I hope.
Once I have a plan, I'll let you know. We might need to flee the country.
And where did you have in mind?
Bali?
Can we please forget our business issues for a moment?
And just concentrate on the fact that we're friends!
Oh, you really think this is an argument between business partners?
I bet you're realizing now that you can't get shit done on your own.
"Friends," come on. Be honest.
Would you have spent as much time with Lenny,
if he hadn't been writing the fucking code for your fucking ideas?
From now on, you won't have anyone.
And don't think you're alone because you're a misunderstood genius.
No, you're alone because you're a bad person.
Alright. As discussed.
Thank you for everything.
You heard him. Find those two boys.
Mate, you think you know it all?
I'm heading out, Jule. See you tomorrow.
Bye.
-Bye, Volker! -Bye, James!
Hi, James.
Why is everyone suddenly calling me James?
-Don't you know who you are? -Huh?
-You're James Dean! -Who?
James Dean, mate! You know James Dean!
Oh, man.
Oh, him. Yeah, I know him.
So, I've been thinking.
We're Apple.
And Moritz is Microsoft.
And it's just a matter of time before people are sick of Microsoft
and want to buy from the much cooler underdog.
-What are you talking about? -Here.
I was bored, so I did some experimenting.
You programmed a new site?
CandyBay!
I wrote you a life insurance policy.
Well, a mock-up for now.
A mock-up life insurance policy.
Mega! It looks wicked!
I don't know.
You and your fucking copycat problem.
"Code is art! You can't just duplicate a Picasso!"
He would rather put a bullet in his head than copy the MyDrugs idea.
-How much money have we got left? -Forty-five thousand.
Forty-five thousand?
You started MyDrugs with much less.
Guys, we have seed money...
a marketing department...
the better coder, no offense.
It's not the copycat problem.
-You're still in love with Moritz. -What?
I can't just do that.
Moritz is still my--
Don't say the F-word!
-Friend isn't the F-word. -I know! Oh, man.
But why? After everything he did to you?
What he did to us? Lenny. Please.
If you won't do it because of him, at least do it for my sake.
We'll get the money for your therapy, even if it's dangerous.
And even if it takes a long time for us to compete with MyDrugs,
we're your friends, and we'll get through it together!
Maybe it doesn't need to take so long.
You built a thermal exhaust port into your Death Star?
I knew it!
You're brilliant!
Uh... thermal exhaust port?
Just google it.
You and I.
But...
What if Moritz is telling the truth this time?
Mate, if they wanted to kill us, we'd be dead already.
NETHERLANDS
Route is calculated.
Destination Netherlands. Please fasten your seat belts.
Have a relaxed trip.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Well, the thermal exhaust port.
The predetermined breaking point.
The ultimate proof of distrust.
Every minute, Lennys Pebble Watch sends a pulse to the MyDrugs server system.
A so-called "keep alive" signal.
The moment Lenny starts the application the signal is interrupted
and a self-destruction script is triggered on the MyDrugs server,
Every reference to MyDrugs will be deleted.
All user data.
Every password.
Every Bitcoin.
If there were a button that erased everything...
would you press it?
I'd like to program that button.
Only when you've lost everything do you know what you really want.
And what did you want?
Friendship?
Or business?
I think my time's up, right?
Yeah, in a minute.
Okay. Sorry, I have to go.
Everything will be okay in the end.
If it's not okay, it's not the end.
Do you know this one?
There are two rules of success.
First, never tell everything you know.
Okay. And second?
Oh, Thorsten, that is the joke.
Right, Mo. Let's go.