Skylines (2019) s01e02 Episode Script
Skyline Shines
1 A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES [girl.]
Hey, Zeyna! I'm going to get you! [screeching.]
[woman.]
Reah, Zeyna! Calm down? I'm sorry, Mr.
Dabitsch.
The children insisted on coming.
Guess I made the mistake of telling them about the fish pond.
[Dabitsch.]
I guess the offspring want a say in their inheritance, right? Your daughters are very precious.
What's that saying? - "Boys have boys and men have" - "Girls," yeah.
- Do you have kids? - No.
[woman.]
Can you reach the garden from this wing? I'll be right with you, Mrs.
Yakut.
[girls yell in background.]
[the girls laugh.]
Hey.
[Zeyna.]
Attack! Is everything all right? Yeah.
And? What do you think? [she chuckles.]
It's It's amazing! Don't you think so? The windows, that huge garden.
It's Going places.
Going places, baby.
If your mom moves in next door she can take the girls for walks.
Mm-hmm.
And when it's just the two of us you can fuck me as much and as long as you want.
["069" by Haftbefehl.]
06069 Cho The banks scrape the sky I scrape yarrak How can I get euros? Welcome to 06069 Cho 06069 06069 Cho 06069 This is for the homies For the street ninjas For those in ski masks Motorcycle riding ninjas Great.
Thanks so much.
Your room number is 105.
Up the stairs, fifth floor.
- Have a nice stay.
- [woman.]
Thank you.
[Momo raps.]
Jinn-Tonik Writing our songs like poems Never like ballads I'm playing with diversity modes [phone vibrates.]
- Yeah? - Hey, Jinn.
It's me, Semir.
Is it a bad time? Uh Nah.
Just at work.
And where's that? Continental Hotel, Nidda Street.
- Right downtown, huh? - Yeah.
I'm stopping by.
Can you take a break? Uh - No problem.
- See you in a bit.
- For sure.
Be there in a sec.
- Cool.
Easy.
Bye.
Mr.
Zhao.
I have to step away for a while.
My father's sick.
- Sick again? - Yeah.
It's bad.
Real bad.
I have to pick up some meds for him.
I'll be right back though.
- Have a safe trip back.
- Mr.
Dabitsch.
- Pleasure meeting you.
- Yeah, likewise.
I have to admit I used to be a huge fan.
I could rap along to your first two albums.
Why don't you cut me a special deal then? We have other parties willing to pay above asking price.
What I can do is put in a good word for you.
And we need some information from your bank.
- Are you trying to pressure me? - I'm just giving you an assist.
You're the one scoring the goal.
I've taken the liberty of putting a list together so you know which Don't worry about it.
This isn't my first property.
If the bank's too slow, then I'll pay cash.
Shitface.
[distant voices.]
Get in.
What's up? You work here.
Doing what? Yeah, just part time.
Management.
- Where we going? - Nowhere.
I wanted to show you something.
- You ready? Little surprise.
- Yeah.
[Azad raps to Jinn's beat.]
Turn it up a bit Skrrr! Gimme! Bank hub Junkies, crack and big bucks Skyline, crime time, flex and show In dark alleys and the skyscrapers Everybody wants the same, Chasing paper Crime rate high, never goes down It's hard to rise up I just can't.
Street raps - What? - You can't have the beat, it's Tonik's.
You shitting me? Who's Tonik? That's Azad, not some fucking poser.
Yeah, I understand.
Look, I'm honored.
But, man I can't give you the song.
I can give you another song, if you want.
Listen, Jinn.
I'll give it to you straight.
Rapper's like this Tonik, they're How can I put this? They're stuck in their rapper trip.
Know what I mean? They're hung up on their triple rhymes nobody's listening to, plus they have nothing to say.
I know these rappers.
After two years in the game they're back to taking the bus.
If you want to say, "Hey, Tonik and I have a career," that's fine, I respect that, inshallah.
But if you're honest, Jinn, there's only one reason you're in this car.
You're not interested in some part-time rapper, I know it for a fact.
Yeah, but this is about loyalty.
Ah! So loyalty? Okay, I got to go back now, yeah? Sure, go back in.
They're waiting for you in there.
[oppressive electronic music.]
[buzzing, rattling.]
[banging, squeaking.]
[man.]
Is that it or is more to come? [with accent.]
There'll be plenty more.
We're good for now.
- You've already paid me.
- For opening.
That's for keeping it shut [gaming fight noises.]
Hey.
[whack, moan.]
Okay.
Omid.
She with you? No, bro.
- Aziz? - Fuck no! What's going on here? Hey, I asked you a question, you Kanaken.
Are you talking to me? Trying to play tough in my house? Do you want me to fuck you up? You little shit! You always used to be the first to run when there was trouble.
But today you're like a pit bull.
You growl, you bark.
[barks.]
Ruff-ruff! Come here.
Give me a hug, man.
Of my brothers friends you were smartest.
The only one with a plan.
Inshallah, he listened to you while I was gone.
We don't want to be in your way, just space for our project.
- That's our storage room, Ardan.
- It's plenty big enough.
[in Turkish.]
Right? Does Kadir know? Didn't he tell you? [in Turkish.]
Ass.
[moans.]
- What are you selling? - Well Whatever people want.
Makes you want to throw up.
And the best part of it all? The fucker hands me a stupid checklist, like it's my first time buying a property.
What's with the application? Why's the bank taking so long? It's all the loans against the company.
They're being cautious.
Cause I'm a Kanake.
No, because we've made so many investments lately.
Once the deal with Global's done there'll be no problems.
Sure, then you'll have others.
We just have to keep track of expenses.
It's getting harder to keep up with the invoices.
For example, ECC Auto? Long-term leases on the Maserati and RS6.
Are we shooting a video? - What Maserati? - That's what I'm asking you.
Who signed the fucking lease? You.
[camera clicks.]
[camera clicks.]
Are you sure they can't see through your windows? Why don't you go out and check? Relax.
You're not the first guy to sit there.
What do you want from me anyway? That's the place you buy your product, isn't that right? 100 per name of each person coming and going.
[in Bosnian.]
I'll fuck your mother for a hundred bucks.
- Why would I do that? - Don't know.
It's better to have a few hundred out here than nothing in jail.
There goes 300.
Who decides what a piece of intel is worth anyway? Not you.
Who's that guy? - I saw him working as a bouncer once.
- Really? Where at? I don't recall.
Tell me, why do you shitheads always try to negotiate with me? Candy's, I think.
Good.
Name? - Name? - Manu.
- Manu's last name? - I don't know.
Want his star sign too? Yeah.
You're finally getting it.
- You mind if I smoke? - Do you mind if I open the window? - Who's that guy? - Never seen him.
I don't know the other one either.
[camera clicks.]
You know him though.
[slow hip-hop beat.]
[beat stops.]
Isn't that an old beat? Huh? Old? It's just a few weeks back.
Don't you have something in your new style? - What do you mean? - I mean your most banging beat, bro.
I'll freestyle on that beat.
[sings.]
And then we make the new way No, let's just finish the old stuff first.
Why? You know, let's just for once finish something before starting something new.
- Why? - [sighs.]
Honestly, dude? Man, it just won't work.
I had a way different idea for that beat.
Something more laid back.
Your rap doesn't really fit.
It's too complicated.
Because I rap more than five words a line? No, you're suffocating the beat.
It's got to open up.
Open up! [raps.]
Your bitch Say she hitting the sack But gets a check from me on WhatsApp Do her from the front And from the back, she outta breath - You like that, right? - Just use the beats we already have.
Albums almost done, no new songs until then.
Shitty mood? [mocks him.]
Albums almost done.
[raps.]
Yo, yo, yo Your bitch Say she hitting the sack But gets a [eccentric beat.]
It's that kid from yesterday.
[Semir.]
Showed up in my e-Mail last night.
Crazy shit.
Really unique style.
Wait till you hear the second track.
[dissonant beat.]
[Wolf chuckles.]
What about the beat for Azad? He won't give it to us, but we can have these two.
Can't make up his mind? Or it's poker night.
Then you better go all in.
[beat gets louder.]
[doorbell.]
[mumbling.]
Hold on! - Are you Jinn? - Mm-hmm.
From Skyline.
Ciao.
EXCLUSIVE PRODUCTION CONTRAC 50,000 I'm home.
[clicking, beep.]
[knocking.]
Want to eat something? Riana? I came home early just so we could eat lunch together.
[yells.]
Riana! God! Mom, have you lost your mind? - I was asking if you wanted lunch.
- No.
Get out! [dismal music.]
[Jinn.]
Up the stairs on the fifth floor.
It's a very nice room.
- One night, right? - Yeah.
- [Skype call.]
- You're set.
My apologies.
No problem.
Thanks.
- Lily, what's up? I'm at work.
- Thank you for asking.
I'm good.
So, a friend of mine saw you at a party the other night.
Yeah? So what? My friends see you at parties all the time.
But I've never partied with Kalifa.
I've got to get back to work.
We can talk later.
50,000 euros? I guess you can now start paying me some rent.
Why are you going through my things? Your things are all over the spare bedroom with my clothes.
- Sorry, but it's my apartment, brother.
- Yeah.
You'll be rid of me soon.
Don't worry.
"Exclusive Production Contract"? What's that about? - What do you think it's about? - What about Momo? What about Momo? I haven't signed it yet.
What the fuck do you want? I guess you know what's right.
Yeah.
There's a customer here.
I have to let you go.
We'll talk later.
- Keep this to yourself.
- Of course.
What do you think? - When are you back at the house? - No idea.
Later.
Bye.
I heard there was trouble at Candy's last night.
Did the DJ suck again, or what? An Albanian there was getting seriously fucked up.
- Which Albanian? - Named Dashmir, and some biker.
- Which one? - Tony, the bouncer from Velvet.
Oh, yeah, that psycho? - Mm-hmm.
- Boy.
Do you know why though? - Because of the grenade.
- I didn't see a grenade? The only thing lethal there were the girls.
You morons don't keep up with shit.
The hand grenade, man.
Fuck you.
- [woman hums quietly.]
- Why's that square singing like that? [sings.]
Zilan, Zilan, Zilan [keeps singing.]
She's scary as fuck, like the ghost from The Ring that crawls out the well.
[sings.]
She looks just like her.
[Aziz imitates a monster.]
Ah, shit.
Here she comes.
- Come.
- Hang tight.
I'll be right back.
- Say what? - Business.
You understand? - [smacking.]
- [laughs.]
[keyboard clicks.]
VEHICLE SEARCH: LICENSE PLATE NUMBER DATE REGISTERED PHONE NUMBER [phone rings.]
- [man.]
ECC Auto.
- [cheerily.]
Hello, this is Yakut speaking.
This is about our Maserati SUV, plate number F-E-1528.
- Yes? - You got it? - And your customer ID? - Oh, I don't know it.
- I can look it up under Yakut.
- That's great.
Yeah, so I wanted to see if we could add another driver to the lease.
- Skyline Records, correct? - Yeah.
That's right.
- An additional driver for - Skyline Records.
- Thank you.
- Will that be all? - Yes, that's all.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
[sighs.]
- [man.]
Hey, sweetheart.
Have you eaten? - [Riana.]
No.
- Didn't Mama fix you anything? - No.
I don't know.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Why didn't you make dinner? You said you'd cook tonight.
Ri didn't want anything and I had stuff to do.
You've still got to make something.
You know what she's like.
[she exhales deeply.]
Damn it! Once a week I ask you to take over so I can go to the gym.
And what do you do? You work in front of your computer! [she exhales deeply.]
[keyboard clicks.]
[Kalifa raps, lyrics unintelligible.]
[Omid.]
Bukake party.
We're in the hotel room, right? So the one bitch is down to fuck.
The other one is just fucking sick.
- Azad asked for the beat again.
- What did you tell him? That we're still debating who else to put on it.
Good.
That'll give us some time.
Who are these fucks? Who let them up here? Who do you think? Anyway, I just spoke with Global's PR department.
If the deal is green-lit on time we can announce the MTV special in the release.
Then we can launch the label sampler and Aziz's album.
- Guys! Keep it down, yeah? - Yeah.
- So how did she fuck? - Bitch was nasty.
I take out my dick and she goes for the balls - So they celebrate 20 years of Kalifa.
- [loud hooting.]
Kalle says, "Fuck you, shit's about to get real.
" Hey! If you don't shut the fuck up I'll throw your asses off the roof.
Who is this motherfucker? - Fat fucker! - [Manu.]
Yeah - Just drop it, Semir.
Hey, asshole! What did you just say? - What's your problem, fat fuck? - Say it again.
What's your problem, fat fuck? Hey! - You think you're a gangster? You fuckwit! - Hey! - Let's go.
- [unintelligible voices.]
[Semir.]
Fucker! Son of a bitch.
Guys, ease up.
Let's get out of here.
[woman.]
Fuck! Let me see.
- Fucking look at me, abi.
Fuck.
- What are you doing? - Calling the police.
- [Semir.]
Son of a bitch! - No you're not.
hang up the phone.
Hang up! I thought the days we had to put up with these thugs were over and done.
Might as well have stayed in Offenbach.
[Semir wheezes.]
- Here you go, Mr.
Kampshoff.
- Thank you very much.
Of course.
Good to see you, Mr.
Dietz.
- I'm glad you found the time to meet me.
- Yes.
Mr.
Kampshoff is on his way, I presume.
He's unable to come.
I'll represent him and the Hessen Group as best I can.
- Name's Kroos, like the footballer.
- Have we met? I believe so.
I've been a Hessen Grand customer since day one.
Really? Then you've been there longer than me.
So I'm particularly pleased Hessen Group is interested in Verial AG's services.
- Please.
- The thing is I'm here as a private investor.
I've been an investor for quite some time, and I'm rather successful.
Frankly, I'm a little confused right now.
- I thought you represented Hessen Group.
- I'm looking to expand my portfolio.
After all, real estate is an eternal asset class.
I am sorry, but I only represent institutional investors, Mr - Kroos.
- Right, like the footballer.
I'd be glad to refer you to our private As a proud Frankfurter, I'm interested in local real estate.
Property values near the city go up so fast it'll make your head spin.
As I said, I'm the wrong person for this.
If you like, my assistant Ms.
Tirelli will set up a meeting with a colleague.
I'm going to ask that you and you alone take care of me.
I want you to go ahead and run two transactions through my account.
A share package from Verial AG of a 100K and a 50K share in GALLUS TOP.
You will leave my office immediately or I'll have you thrown out.
Okay.
Go ahead.
Except then you leave me no choice but to inform BaFin about your creative business methods.
I don't think insider trading is considered standard practice.
You're blackmailing me? I'm just trying to do business with you, Mr.
Dietz.
You're that waiter.
50K GALLUS TOP, and 100K Verial AG.
Make sure it's before the property's value is announced.
Here are my account details, okay? If there's no deposit before the ad-hoc announcement, authorities will get a gift that'll make them wonder why the changes in the Gallus district weren't on their radar.
Many thanks.
I want you to have a terrific day.
Goodbye.
Greener Pastures will bring these two distinct worlds together, with the Green City Initiative, aiming to create a city of value for people of all social backgrounds and that uses its space sustainably and inclusively.
If you have questions about the concept or I spoke unclearly because I just had the craziest orgasm - [laughs.]
Please fire away.
- [applause.]
Lily, that was the best presentation I've ever heard in my entire life.
Momo, be serious! - Chill out.
You practiced it to death.
- You like it, right? - Okay.
- Yeah.
I wonder if he knows.
- Who? Jinn? - Yeah.
Been so weird these last few days.
Jinn is weird.
Well I can't tell you that.
In that respect you have more experience.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, yeah.
All right.
We'll stay in touch.
Yeah, thanks for calling.
Yes, talk soon.
It's crazy.
They're losing their minds over there.
Since the attack they think every betting agency and doner kebab shop is a potential target and should be evacuated.
That's what you have to put up with as a senior officer.
- Speaking of which, when's your exam? - Next Monday there's the computer test.
- It will be a breeze for you.
- I have no other choice, do I? - Dejan Pandev! - Well that was quick.
That's what you wanted.
Your priority.
- Hm.
What convinced you? - He knows the right people.
Good, I'll pass it on and you'll get approval by this evening.
Good.
Any updates on who's behind the attack? Some other crime syndicate, but no one's come forward.
- Oh, and Sara - Yeah? Good luck on Monday.
Thank you.
[Jinn.]
Hello? [splashing of shower.]
Momo? [crackling.]
[Dietz.]
And I thought these were all in my basement.
- The crossfader needs to go right.
- But the record is left.
It's switched on reverse.
[instrumental jazz.]
What's going on with your music? I haven't heard anything.
All good.
I have some contacts in the biz.
If you need help, just let me know.
Your sister found herself a nice place.
And you? Can't you find your own home? And you? Why do you have to take your daughter to the opera? Hookers getting too pricey, huh? Of course.
You always have to take the moral high ground.
You've always been this way.
But you're scrounging off your sister.
So I take her to the opera to lift her spirits.
I'm ready, Papa.
Shall we? See you later, son.
Have a nice evening.
[door closes.]
[horns, yelling.]
[applause, cheering.]
[cheering.]
[whistles, yelling.]
This seat taken? What's the score? Score's shitty.
We're leading by one.
What did you bet? 3:0, Steinbach.
You bet against your own club? When the odds are right, yeah, I do.
Isn't football so fucking boring though? Just kicking the ball back and forth.
I like the moments in between though.
The stumbling, the bickering, the power on the field.
How can you follow the game if you look at your phone the whole time? Turn it off.
Let's talk.
What do you want? - The guy in the flannel shirt.
- Huh? - In the white Maserati.
- Your old buddy.
Find out what's up with him.
I thought this was about the Albanians.
And the flannel guy.
Combined bet.
There's more.
If you deliver.
What'll happen if I get caught? Caught snitching? Tijara.
Dealing? Then your fucked.
You won't get immunity.
- How am I supposed to get your info then? - How you do that is up to you.
Just don't get caught again.
Yes! First! - No! - Shoes off! [doorbell.]
- Hello, Oma.
- Hello.
Show Oma how cute you look in the dresses she made.
You look so pretty! - Hi.
- Hello, Rojda.
It's so good to see you.
- Isn't this nice? - Wow, it's lovely.
Ardan bought it for me.
- Nice.
- Thank you.
Hello.
[whispers.]
His voice became quieter.
[Ardan.]
And then the worms crept out of his eyes.
The demon flew up into the sky.
And that was the last thing the fisherman saw in his life before the donkey Grrr! Oh.
I would bet you are Reah.
Yes.
And this must be little Zeyna.
Yes? Right? They must've gotten their beauty from their mother.
Their charm must be from their uncle.
Oh! Is that for me? How nice of you! - There's a watch inside.
- I have something for you.
Eyes shut.
Eyes shut.
Ta-da! One for you, and one for you.
Sonja.
- It's so nice to finally meet you.
- You, too.
[in Turkish.]
Nice to see you.
We need to talk.
Okay? Nice watch.
I'll do anything you want, abi.
Anything.
But what happened at the office can't happen again.
It fits.
Times have changed, brother.
We're no longer in Offenbach.
I built something here, but not just for me for all of us.
Get it? All of us, abi.
Skyline is a legal enterprise.
It's all we need.
It's what you wanted.
Am I not welcome here, birra? Huh? - Hm? - Yes, abi, you are.
Then why are you acting like this, Kadir? Want me to leave? [in Turkish.]
Should I go? - [in Turkish.]
You don't get it.
- Yes I do.
You don't get it! [in Turkish.]
Skyline is your home.
Skyline is my home.
Those fucking assholes have no business hanging around our offices.
- [in Turkish.]
Who are they? - Kadir.
I don't need your roof, tamam? All I asked for was a single room in your basement, that's all.
For now, that is.
Is that too much to ask for? Huh? [groans.]
Kadir.
I helped you make your dream come true.
Now you will help me with mine.
Tamam? [choking.]
What is your dream? What is your dream? - [door opens.]
- [Oma, in Turkish.]
What are you doing? What are you doing out here? Ana, go back in.
It's cold.
Here's the thing, she's happy.
That's what's important, Kadir.
Abi.
The bastard who roughed up Semir, he's going to get what he deserves.
He's going to get what he deserves! [sighs.]
[Eastern European accent.]
Why are we not at the Grand Hotel? Grand Hotel is no more.
What do you mean, "no more"? If you had a problem and it's not just some awful customer More like a real problem.
What would you do? Depends on the problem, I guess.
[laughs.]
Extortion.
Who's doing that? Some delusional idiot.
Idiot from Grand Hotel? Yes.
What's he want? Money? What else? If you pay up, he'll keep coming back.
And what would be the alternative? Make sure he doesn't come back.
Do you know someone who could help me with this? - What would - Dude - Huh? - You go.
- No, you.
- Say it.
Yeah, I'll go ahead.
Okay.
Anyway, I been meaning to tell you something for a minute.
But first we have to I had to get my own head around it.
I got a thing with Lily.
What sort of thing with Lily? I don't know.
We're not really sure what it is.
I think it could be serious.
How long has this gone on? It just happened.
There was nothing.
Then about two months ago Two months, yeah? I mean, it just kind of happened and we're not really sure what it is.
But why Lily? Are you out of your mind? Huh? - Chill.
- Fucking "chill"? - I'm not just some guy.
- Yeah, I know.
I know, man! Of all the million women in the world, you got to fuck my sister? Wow! Wow.
I really kind of thought you would be What? That I'd be happy? Did you think I'd be happy, man? [phone vibrates.]
- Want to get that?? - No, I don't.
- You want me to go? - Do whatever the fuck you want! It's not like you asked me about Lily.
Okay.
If you want to talk, call me any time.
Yeah, right.
You'll be the first one I call.
[phone vibrates.]
Yo, Jinn.
This is Semir.
Got a minute? - Yeah, sure.
- Let me get straight to the point.
Man, you got balls with your list of demands.
But we can do it your way.
There's only one thing we can't do.
We want you exclusively.
Your sound belongs to Skyline and no one else, all right? Let's go for one.
[Jinn's beats.]
[raps.]
Frankfurt FFM Skyline, whoo! Yo, yo! Washing dishes, eating shit Only change in my pocket Bankers, junkies surround me Skyline, my scenery New day, new chances Today the bus, tomorrow a Porsche Always high, eyes open So hungry, keep recording Dreams become realness Always dealing and business Too busy for family life Upwards to the top I strive Way past the skyline I've seen so much that's tough Leaving it all behind But what's missing is love Hard times, feeling spent Write lines to pay rent Real hate, no love here Gotta make what's for real Always weighing, packing shit Let it be or just do it Got tattoos on my skin now No return, gotta hustle [sings.]
There's gold in the skyline And the nights are high In hungry eyes the stars That never go to sleep They never go to sleep That never go to sleep [whirring.]
The wind turns Upwards It glitters In chrome Skyline Is yours Skyline Is yours There's gold in the skyline And the nights are high - In hungry eyes the stars - [Semir.]
Welcome to Skyline.
That never go to sleep They never go to sleep That never go to sleep - Jinn, smile for the camera.
- [camera clicks.]
[Azad continues rapping.]
Subtitle translation by Nathan Fritz
Hey, Zeyna! I'm going to get you! [screeching.]
[woman.]
Reah, Zeyna! Calm down? I'm sorry, Mr.
Dabitsch.
The children insisted on coming.
Guess I made the mistake of telling them about the fish pond.
[Dabitsch.]
I guess the offspring want a say in their inheritance, right? Your daughters are very precious.
What's that saying? - "Boys have boys and men have" - "Girls," yeah.
- Do you have kids? - No.
[woman.]
Can you reach the garden from this wing? I'll be right with you, Mrs.
Yakut.
[girls yell in background.]
[the girls laugh.]
Hey.
[Zeyna.]
Attack! Is everything all right? Yeah.
And? What do you think? [she chuckles.]
It's It's amazing! Don't you think so? The windows, that huge garden.
It's Going places.
Going places, baby.
If your mom moves in next door she can take the girls for walks.
Mm-hmm.
And when it's just the two of us you can fuck me as much and as long as you want.
["069" by Haftbefehl.]
06069 Cho The banks scrape the sky I scrape yarrak How can I get euros? Welcome to 06069 Cho 06069 06069 Cho 06069 This is for the homies For the street ninjas For those in ski masks Motorcycle riding ninjas Great.
Thanks so much.
Your room number is 105.
Up the stairs, fifth floor.
- Have a nice stay.
- [woman.]
Thank you.
[Momo raps.]
Jinn-Tonik Writing our songs like poems Never like ballads I'm playing with diversity modes [phone vibrates.]
- Yeah? - Hey, Jinn.
It's me, Semir.
Is it a bad time? Uh Nah.
Just at work.
And where's that? Continental Hotel, Nidda Street.
- Right downtown, huh? - Yeah.
I'm stopping by.
Can you take a break? Uh - No problem.
- See you in a bit.
- For sure.
Be there in a sec.
- Cool.
Easy.
Bye.
Mr.
Zhao.
I have to step away for a while.
My father's sick.
- Sick again? - Yeah.
It's bad.
Real bad.
I have to pick up some meds for him.
I'll be right back though.
- Have a safe trip back.
- Mr.
Dabitsch.
- Pleasure meeting you.
- Yeah, likewise.
I have to admit I used to be a huge fan.
I could rap along to your first two albums.
Why don't you cut me a special deal then? We have other parties willing to pay above asking price.
What I can do is put in a good word for you.
And we need some information from your bank.
- Are you trying to pressure me? - I'm just giving you an assist.
You're the one scoring the goal.
I've taken the liberty of putting a list together so you know which Don't worry about it.
This isn't my first property.
If the bank's too slow, then I'll pay cash.
Shitface.
[distant voices.]
Get in.
What's up? You work here.
Doing what? Yeah, just part time.
Management.
- Where we going? - Nowhere.
I wanted to show you something.
- You ready? Little surprise.
- Yeah.
[Azad raps to Jinn's beat.]
Turn it up a bit Skrrr! Gimme! Bank hub Junkies, crack and big bucks Skyline, crime time, flex and show In dark alleys and the skyscrapers Everybody wants the same, Chasing paper Crime rate high, never goes down It's hard to rise up I just can't.
Street raps - What? - You can't have the beat, it's Tonik's.
You shitting me? Who's Tonik? That's Azad, not some fucking poser.
Yeah, I understand.
Look, I'm honored.
But, man I can't give you the song.
I can give you another song, if you want.
Listen, Jinn.
I'll give it to you straight.
Rapper's like this Tonik, they're How can I put this? They're stuck in their rapper trip.
Know what I mean? They're hung up on their triple rhymes nobody's listening to, plus they have nothing to say.
I know these rappers.
After two years in the game they're back to taking the bus.
If you want to say, "Hey, Tonik and I have a career," that's fine, I respect that, inshallah.
But if you're honest, Jinn, there's only one reason you're in this car.
You're not interested in some part-time rapper, I know it for a fact.
Yeah, but this is about loyalty.
Ah! So loyalty? Okay, I got to go back now, yeah? Sure, go back in.
They're waiting for you in there.
[oppressive electronic music.]
[buzzing, rattling.]
[banging, squeaking.]
[man.]
Is that it or is more to come? [with accent.]
There'll be plenty more.
We're good for now.
- You've already paid me.
- For opening.
That's for keeping it shut [gaming fight noises.]
Hey.
[whack, moan.]
Okay.
Omid.
She with you? No, bro.
- Aziz? - Fuck no! What's going on here? Hey, I asked you a question, you Kanaken.
Are you talking to me? Trying to play tough in my house? Do you want me to fuck you up? You little shit! You always used to be the first to run when there was trouble.
But today you're like a pit bull.
You growl, you bark.
[barks.]
Ruff-ruff! Come here.
Give me a hug, man.
Of my brothers friends you were smartest.
The only one with a plan.
Inshallah, he listened to you while I was gone.
We don't want to be in your way, just space for our project.
- That's our storage room, Ardan.
- It's plenty big enough.
[in Turkish.]
Right? Does Kadir know? Didn't he tell you? [in Turkish.]
Ass.
[moans.]
- What are you selling? - Well Whatever people want.
Makes you want to throw up.
And the best part of it all? The fucker hands me a stupid checklist, like it's my first time buying a property.
What's with the application? Why's the bank taking so long? It's all the loans against the company.
They're being cautious.
Cause I'm a Kanake.
No, because we've made so many investments lately.
Once the deal with Global's done there'll be no problems.
Sure, then you'll have others.
We just have to keep track of expenses.
It's getting harder to keep up with the invoices.
For example, ECC Auto? Long-term leases on the Maserati and RS6.
Are we shooting a video? - What Maserati? - That's what I'm asking you.
Who signed the fucking lease? You.
[camera clicks.]
[camera clicks.]
Are you sure they can't see through your windows? Why don't you go out and check? Relax.
You're not the first guy to sit there.
What do you want from me anyway? That's the place you buy your product, isn't that right? 100 per name of each person coming and going.
[in Bosnian.]
I'll fuck your mother for a hundred bucks.
- Why would I do that? - Don't know.
It's better to have a few hundred out here than nothing in jail.
There goes 300.
Who decides what a piece of intel is worth anyway? Not you.
Who's that guy? - I saw him working as a bouncer once.
- Really? Where at? I don't recall.
Tell me, why do you shitheads always try to negotiate with me? Candy's, I think.
Good.
Name? - Name? - Manu.
- Manu's last name? - I don't know.
Want his star sign too? Yeah.
You're finally getting it.
- You mind if I smoke? - Do you mind if I open the window? - Who's that guy? - Never seen him.
I don't know the other one either.
[camera clicks.]
You know him though.
[slow hip-hop beat.]
[beat stops.]
Isn't that an old beat? Huh? Old? It's just a few weeks back.
Don't you have something in your new style? - What do you mean? - I mean your most banging beat, bro.
I'll freestyle on that beat.
[sings.]
And then we make the new way No, let's just finish the old stuff first.
Why? You know, let's just for once finish something before starting something new.
- Why? - [sighs.]
Honestly, dude? Man, it just won't work.
I had a way different idea for that beat.
Something more laid back.
Your rap doesn't really fit.
It's too complicated.
Because I rap more than five words a line? No, you're suffocating the beat.
It's got to open up.
Open up! [raps.]
Your bitch Say she hitting the sack But gets a check from me on WhatsApp Do her from the front And from the back, she outta breath - You like that, right? - Just use the beats we already have.
Albums almost done, no new songs until then.
Shitty mood? [mocks him.]
Albums almost done.
[raps.]
Yo, yo, yo Your bitch Say she hitting the sack But gets a [eccentric beat.]
It's that kid from yesterday.
[Semir.]
Showed up in my e-Mail last night.
Crazy shit.
Really unique style.
Wait till you hear the second track.
[dissonant beat.]
[Wolf chuckles.]
What about the beat for Azad? He won't give it to us, but we can have these two.
Can't make up his mind? Or it's poker night.
Then you better go all in.
[beat gets louder.]
[doorbell.]
[mumbling.]
Hold on! - Are you Jinn? - Mm-hmm.
From Skyline.
Ciao.
EXCLUSIVE PRODUCTION CONTRAC 50,000 I'm home.
[clicking, beep.]
[knocking.]
Want to eat something? Riana? I came home early just so we could eat lunch together.
[yells.]
Riana! God! Mom, have you lost your mind? - I was asking if you wanted lunch.
- No.
Get out! [dismal music.]
[Jinn.]
Up the stairs on the fifth floor.
It's a very nice room.
- One night, right? - Yeah.
- [Skype call.]
- You're set.
My apologies.
No problem.
Thanks.
- Lily, what's up? I'm at work.
- Thank you for asking.
I'm good.
So, a friend of mine saw you at a party the other night.
Yeah? So what? My friends see you at parties all the time.
But I've never partied with Kalifa.
I've got to get back to work.
We can talk later.
50,000 euros? I guess you can now start paying me some rent.
Why are you going through my things? Your things are all over the spare bedroom with my clothes.
- Sorry, but it's my apartment, brother.
- Yeah.
You'll be rid of me soon.
Don't worry.
"Exclusive Production Contract"? What's that about? - What do you think it's about? - What about Momo? What about Momo? I haven't signed it yet.
What the fuck do you want? I guess you know what's right.
Yeah.
There's a customer here.
I have to let you go.
We'll talk later.
- Keep this to yourself.
- Of course.
What do you think? - When are you back at the house? - No idea.
Later.
Bye.
I heard there was trouble at Candy's last night.
Did the DJ suck again, or what? An Albanian there was getting seriously fucked up.
- Which Albanian? - Named Dashmir, and some biker.
- Which one? - Tony, the bouncer from Velvet.
Oh, yeah, that psycho? - Mm-hmm.
- Boy.
Do you know why though? - Because of the grenade.
- I didn't see a grenade? The only thing lethal there were the girls.
You morons don't keep up with shit.
The hand grenade, man.
Fuck you.
- [woman hums quietly.]
- Why's that square singing like that? [sings.]
Zilan, Zilan, Zilan [keeps singing.]
She's scary as fuck, like the ghost from The Ring that crawls out the well.
[sings.]
She looks just like her.
[Aziz imitates a monster.]
Ah, shit.
Here she comes.
- Come.
- Hang tight.
I'll be right back.
- Say what? - Business.
You understand? - [smacking.]
- [laughs.]
[keyboard clicks.]
VEHICLE SEARCH: LICENSE PLATE NUMBER DATE REGISTERED PHONE NUMBER [phone rings.]
- [man.]
ECC Auto.
- [cheerily.]
Hello, this is Yakut speaking.
This is about our Maserati SUV, plate number F-E-1528.
- Yes? - You got it? - And your customer ID? - Oh, I don't know it.
- I can look it up under Yakut.
- That's great.
Yeah, so I wanted to see if we could add another driver to the lease.
- Skyline Records, correct? - Yeah.
That's right.
- An additional driver for - Skyline Records.
- Thank you.
- Will that be all? - Yes, that's all.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
[sighs.]
- [man.]
Hey, sweetheart.
Have you eaten? - [Riana.]
No.
- Didn't Mama fix you anything? - No.
I don't know.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Why didn't you make dinner? You said you'd cook tonight.
Ri didn't want anything and I had stuff to do.
You've still got to make something.
You know what she's like.
[she exhales deeply.]
Damn it! Once a week I ask you to take over so I can go to the gym.
And what do you do? You work in front of your computer! [she exhales deeply.]
[keyboard clicks.]
[Kalifa raps, lyrics unintelligible.]
[Omid.]
Bukake party.
We're in the hotel room, right? So the one bitch is down to fuck.
The other one is just fucking sick.
- Azad asked for the beat again.
- What did you tell him? That we're still debating who else to put on it.
Good.
That'll give us some time.
Who are these fucks? Who let them up here? Who do you think? Anyway, I just spoke with Global's PR department.
If the deal is green-lit on time we can announce the MTV special in the release.
Then we can launch the label sampler and Aziz's album.
- Guys! Keep it down, yeah? - Yeah.
- So how did she fuck? - Bitch was nasty.
I take out my dick and she goes for the balls - So they celebrate 20 years of Kalifa.
- [loud hooting.]
Kalle says, "Fuck you, shit's about to get real.
" Hey! If you don't shut the fuck up I'll throw your asses off the roof.
Who is this motherfucker? - Fat fucker! - [Manu.]
Yeah - Just drop it, Semir.
Hey, asshole! What did you just say? - What's your problem, fat fuck? - Say it again.
What's your problem, fat fuck? Hey! - You think you're a gangster? You fuckwit! - Hey! - Let's go.
- [unintelligible voices.]
[Semir.]
Fucker! Son of a bitch.
Guys, ease up.
Let's get out of here.
[woman.]
Fuck! Let me see.
- Fucking look at me, abi.
Fuck.
- What are you doing? - Calling the police.
- [Semir.]
Son of a bitch! - No you're not.
hang up the phone.
Hang up! I thought the days we had to put up with these thugs were over and done.
Might as well have stayed in Offenbach.
[Semir wheezes.]
- Here you go, Mr.
Kampshoff.
- Thank you very much.
Of course.
Good to see you, Mr.
Dietz.
- I'm glad you found the time to meet me.
- Yes.
Mr.
Kampshoff is on his way, I presume.
He's unable to come.
I'll represent him and the Hessen Group as best I can.
- Name's Kroos, like the footballer.
- Have we met? I believe so.
I've been a Hessen Grand customer since day one.
Really? Then you've been there longer than me.
So I'm particularly pleased Hessen Group is interested in Verial AG's services.
- Please.
- The thing is I'm here as a private investor.
I've been an investor for quite some time, and I'm rather successful.
Frankly, I'm a little confused right now.
- I thought you represented Hessen Group.
- I'm looking to expand my portfolio.
After all, real estate is an eternal asset class.
I am sorry, but I only represent institutional investors, Mr - Kroos.
- Right, like the footballer.
I'd be glad to refer you to our private As a proud Frankfurter, I'm interested in local real estate.
Property values near the city go up so fast it'll make your head spin.
As I said, I'm the wrong person for this.
If you like, my assistant Ms.
Tirelli will set up a meeting with a colleague.
I'm going to ask that you and you alone take care of me.
I want you to go ahead and run two transactions through my account.
A share package from Verial AG of a 100K and a 50K share in GALLUS TOP.
You will leave my office immediately or I'll have you thrown out.
Okay.
Go ahead.
Except then you leave me no choice but to inform BaFin about your creative business methods.
I don't think insider trading is considered standard practice.
You're blackmailing me? I'm just trying to do business with you, Mr.
Dietz.
You're that waiter.
50K GALLUS TOP, and 100K Verial AG.
Make sure it's before the property's value is announced.
Here are my account details, okay? If there's no deposit before the ad-hoc announcement, authorities will get a gift that'll make them wonder why the changes in the Gallus district weren't on their radar.
Many thanks.
I want you to have a terrific day.
Goodbye.
Greener Pastures will bring these two distinct worlds together, with the Green City Initiative, aiming to create a city of value for people of all social backgrounds and that uses its space sustainably and inclusively.
If you have questions about the concept or I spoke unclearly because I just had the craziest orgasm - [laughs.]
Please fire away.
- [applause.]
Lily, that was the best presentation I've ever heard in my entire life.
Momo, be serious! - Chill out.
You practiced it to death.
- You like it, right? - Okay.
- Yeah.
I wonder if he knows.
- Who? Jinn? - Yeah.
Been so weird these last few days.
Jinn is weird.
Well I can't tell you that.
In that respect you have more experience.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, yeah.
All right.
We'll stay in touch.
Yeah, thanks for calling.
Yes, talk soon.
It's crazy.
They're losing their minds over there.
Since the attack they think every betting agency and doner kebab shop is a potential target and should be evacuated.
That's what you have to put up with as a senior officer.
- Speaking of which, when's your exam? - Next Monday there's the computer test.
- It will be a breeze for you.
- I have no other choice, do I? - Dejan Pandev! - Well that was quick.
That's what you wanted.
Your priority.
- Hm.
What convinced you? - He knows the right people.
Good, I'll pass it on and you'll get approval by this evening.
Good.
Any updates on who's behind the attack? Some other crime syndicate, but no one's come forward.
- Oh, and Sara - Yeah? Good luck on Monday.
Thank you.
[Jinn.]
Hello? [splashing of shower.]
Momo? [crackling.]
[Dietz.]
And I thought these were all in my basement.
- The crossfader needs to go right.
- But the record is left.
It's switched on reverse.
[instrumental jazz.]
What's going on with your music? I haven't heard anything.
All good.
I have some contacts in the biz.
If you need help, just let me know.
Your sister found herself a nice place.
And you? Can't you find your own home? And you? Why do you have to take your daughter to the opera? Hookers getting too pricey, huh? Of course.
You always have to take the moral high ground.
You've always been this way.
But you're scrounging off your sister.
So I take her to the opera to lift her spirits.
I'm ready, Papa.
Shall we? See you later, son.
Have a nice evening.
[door closes.]
[horns, yelling.]
[applause, cheering.]
[cheering.]
[whistles, yelling.]
This seat taken? What's the score? Score's shitty.
We're leading by one.
What did you bet? 3:0, Steinbach.
You bet against your own club? When the odds are right, yeah, I do.
Isn't football so fucking boring though? Just kicking the ball back and forth.
I like the moments in between though.
The stumbling, the bickering, the power on the field.
How can you follow the game if you look at your phone the whole time? Turn it off.
Let's talk.
What do you want? - The guy in the flannel shirt.
- Huh? - In the white Maserati.
- Your old buddy.
Find out what's up with him.
I thought this was about the Albanians.
And the flannel guy.
Combined bet.
There's more.
If you deliver.
What'll happen if I get caught? Caught snitching? Tijara.
Dealing? Then your fucked.
You won't get immunity.
- How am I supposed to get your info then? - How you do that is up to you.
Just don't get caught again.
Yes! First! - No! - Shoes off! [doorbell.]
- Hello, Oma.
- Hello.
Show Oma how cute you look in the dresses she made.
You look so pretty! - Hi.
- Hello, Rojda.
It's so good to see you.
- Isn't this nice? - Wow, it's lovely.
Ardan bought it for me.
- Nice.
- Thank you.
Hello.
[whispers.]
His voice became quieter.
[Ardan.]
And then the worms crept out of his eyes.
The demon flew up into the sky.
And that was the last thing the fisherman saw in his life before the donkey Grrr! Oh.
I would bet you are Reah.
Yes.
And this must be little Zeyna.
Yes? Right? They must've gotten their beauty from their mother.
Their charm must be from their uncle.
Oh! Is that for me? How nice of you! - There's a watch inside.
- I have something for you.
Eyes shut.
Eyes shut.
Ta-da! One for you, and one for you.
Sonja.
- It's so nice to finally meet you.
- You, too.
[in Turkish.]
Nice to see you.
We need to talk.
Okay? Nice watch.
I'll do anything you want, abi.
Anything.
But what happened at the office can't happen again.
It fits.
Times have changed, brother.
We're no longer in Offenbach.
I built something here, but not just for me for all of us.
Get it? All of us, abi.
Skyline is a legal enterprise.
It's all we need.
It's what you wanted.
Am I not welcome here, birra? Huh? - Hm? - Yes, abi, you are.
Then why are you acting like this, Kadir? Want me to leave? [in Turkish.]
Should I go? - [in Turkish.]
You don't get it.
- Yes I do.
You don't get it! [in Turkish.]
Skyline is your home.
Skyline is my home.
Those fucking assholes have no business hanging around our offices.
- [in Turkish.]
Who are they? - Kadir.
I don't need your roof, tamam? All I asked for was a single room in your basement, that's all.
For now, that is.
Is that too much to ask for? Huh? [groans.]
Kadir.
I helped you make your dream come true.
Now you will help me with mine.
Tamam? [choking.]
What is your dream? What is your dream? - [door opens.]
- [Oma, in Turkish.]
What are you doing? What are you doing out here? Ana, go back in.
It's cold.
Here's the thing, she's happy.
That's what's important, Kadir.
Abi.
The bastard who roughed up Semir, he's going to get what he deserves.
He's going to get what he deserves! [sighs.]
[Eastern European accent.]
Why are we not at the Grand Hotel? Grand Hotel is no more.
What do you mean, "no more"? If you had a problem and it's not just some awful customer More like a real problem.
What would you do? Depends on the problem, I guess.
[laughs.]
Extortion.
Who's doing that? Some delusional idiot.
Idiot from Grand Hotel? Yes.
What's he want? Money? What else? If you pay up, he'll keep coming back.
And what would be the alternative? Make sure he doesn't come back.
Do you know someone who could help me with this? - What would - Dude - Huh? - You go.
- No, you.
- Say it.
Yeah, I'll go ahead.
Okay.
Anyway, I been meaning to tell you something for a minute.
But first we have to I had to get my own head around it.
I got a thing with Lily.
What sort of thing with Lily? I don't know.
We're not really sure what it is.
I think it could be serious.
How long has this gone on? It just happened.
There was nothing.
Then about two months ago Two months, yeah? I mean, it just kind of happened and we're not really sure what it is.
But why Lily? Are you out of your mind? Huh? - Chill.
- Fucking "chill"? - I'm not just some guy.
- Yeah, I know.
I know, man! Of all the million women in the world, you got to fuck my sister? Wow! Wow.
I really kind of thought you would be What? That I'd be happy? Did you think I'd be happy, man? [phone vibrates.]
- Want to get that?? - No, I don't.
- You want me to go? - Do whatever the fuck you want! It's not like you asked me about Lily.
Okay.
If you want to talk, call me any time.
Yeah, right.
You'll be the first one I call.
[phone vibrates.]
Yo, Jinn.
This is Semir.
Got a minute? - Yeah, sure.
- Let me get straight to the point.
Man, you got balls with your list of demands.
But we can do it your way.
There's only one thing we can't do.
We want you exclusively.
Your sound belongs to Skyline and no one else, all right? Let's go for one.
[Jinn's beats.]
[raps.]
Frankfurt FFM Skyline, whoo! Yo, yo! Washing dishes, eating shit Only change in my pocket Bankers, junkies surround me Skyline, my scenery New day, new chances Today the bus, tomorrow a Porsche Always high, eyes open So hungry, keep recording Dreams become realness Always dealing and business Too busy for family life Upwards to the top I strive Way past the skyline I've seen so much that's tough Leaving it all behind But what's missing is love Hard times, feeling spent Write lines to pay rent Real hate, no love here Gotta make what's for real Always weighing, packing shit Let it be or just do it Got tattoos on my skin now No return, gotta hustle [sings.]
There's gold in the skyline And the nights are high In hungry eyes the stars That never go to sleep They never go to sleep That never go to sleep [whirring.]
The wind turns Upwards It glitters In chrome Skyline Is yours Skyline Is yours There's gold in the skyline And the nights are high - In hungry eyes the stars - [Semir.]
Welcome to Skyline.
That never go to sleep They never go to sleep That never go to sleep - Jinn, smile for the camera.
- [camera clicks.]
[Azad continues rapping.]
Subtitle translation by Nathan Fritz