Wait!
You're Doris. Doris Melzer, right?
Two guys had beaten each other up, and peace had returned to St. Pauli.
Fucking instead of war.
THE PIMP
"Midgets, terriers, and crooks.
"That's how you could describe the party at Eros.
"An excessive party that lasted until the early hours of the morning,
"and nobody was sober.
'I'm not a pimp,' said Pretty Klaus, 'but a red-light district manager.'"
-"Red-light district manager"? -Yes.
I'll piss my pants!
Let me look, does it say anything about me?
Sure. There you are.
What kind of shitty photo is that?
Is my nickname Half-Andy or something?
You look a bit grim.
Everybody's here. "'Pretty Klaus' and his Nutella Gang."
That's not good.
Look at Schulz.
Been in business for 30 years, and he stays in the background.
-Always worked for him. -She's right.
"Pretty Klaus."
Who comes up with that stuff?
Can't they think of a better name?
Business was booming.
Klaus had to hire more pimps.
Karate Paule, Steel Baton Jürgen, and Lickin' Hans.
They all brought their own girls.
But none of them had as many girls as Klaus.
Come here, my beauties.
He could no longer remember all their names.
He named them after fruits and vegetables.
As a mnemonic.
Little Raisin, Peach...
Carrot, I got something for you.
He took 80% of their earnings.
When the sales were good, he gave them a gift.
She earned it!
That was special, because in St. Pauli, nothing is ever free.
You sing kind of nice, but you know why people come here.
-Why can't I just stay at the bar? -You'll dance or you're out.
You need someone there anyway.
Hi, Ilse.
Long time no see.
What do you want?
Can I have one, too?
Sure.
Why do you have a fake name?
My name isn't fake.
Names have no meaning anyway.
They're more...
like clothes. Interchangeable.
Jutta just suited me better.
-And your name is Manu? -Manuela.
I had a different name for you.
What did you call me?
Esha. It's Indian, and means something like...
"longing" or "life."
Esha.
Have you ever been to India?
Ages ago.
In the orphanage, when I couldn't sleep,
I often imagined where you were.
And what you were doing.
And...
if maybe you were thinking about me too.
I have to go.
-What, now? -Yes.
Yes. But it... It was very nice to meet you, Manu.
But...
-That's it? -You, we...
You know, we're bound to run into each other again.
But I still have so many questions.
Why did you give me away?
I can't take care of you.
Don't look at me like that.
You found me, but I didn't ask to be found.
Birgit!
You haven't paid in three days. What's up? You know the rules.
Benny was off school. We went on vacation.
Vacation. Lovely. Where did you go?
-Sylt. -Sylt!
Summer, sunshine, sand. Lovely.
You still got to pay for your room. Whether you've been working or not.
I decide whether she pays or not.
She's my girl, not yours.
Your girl is now in debt with the house.
Come on!
It's a zoo. Everyone does what they want.
-It's fine. -Listen, Klaus.
We need a system.
Look at Schulz.
He does his accounts twice.
Once for himself and once for the tax office, faked.
He claims to be poor,
pays some taxes, and the bean counters leave him alone.
What we need...
is a Christmas party. The biggest ever.
With champagne, seafood, gifts...
That's your solution.
Throw a party.
Go to town.
My solution is love, my friend. Love.
-Look. This is... -Grace.
Grace. What a lovely name.
-From? -Côte d'Ivoire.
"Kotivaar"! Man, how awesome!
So, Bernd, Grace is now your girl.
What?
Come on, Bernd!
Foreigners are not allowed to work here.
You marry, you have a wife, Grace has a job.
-What? You just decided that now? -Yes.
What's the big deal?
-That's what everyone does, isn't it? -Yes.
It's a piece of paper. For the authorities.
And why her?
Because she's Black? Like me?
Bullshit! That's not what this is about.
I'm not from Côte d'Ivoire. I don't know where it is.
Come here. I'll tell you something.
I don't care who you fuck at night. It's none of my business.
-What are you saying? -Calm down.
She's not my type.
I just don't like her. Look at her. She's ugly.
Isn't she?
I need to get married. Otherwise, I can't stay.
THE NEW KING OF ST. PAULI
"The new king of St. Pauli."
Did you just fall in love?
Bullshit. He's a pimp.
Hey, our songbird.
Careful, she might steal your thunder.
Sweetie, this stage is too small for me.
One day, I'll make it big on TV. You'll see.
-You on TV? -Why not?
Well, don't you all look adorable?
-And? Everything okay, my treasure? -Yes.
Come here.
You look sweet.
Missy, your time is running out. Tomorrow, you're out of here.
She says if I don't want to dance, I can't stay.
-Oh, no! -That's not right. You're one of us.
No! Come with me.
-We'll dance together. -No, Heike.
-Sure! Together. We'll show her. -I can't do it.
Of course you can.
I met someone.
A girl.
We're getting married.
Oh, Bernd.
Girl, come closer.
See, it was not that hard.
Heike!
Come over here, doll.
It's your lucky day.
Mr. Schulz is looking for girls for the Chikago.
Don't be so shy, girl! The Chikago is top-class.
It's an honor to work there.
So, let's go, everybody out!
You don't want to grow old here anyway, do you? Like me.
Ilse.
Come here, baby.
Come here.
I may not be here much longer.
This dump is getting on my nerves.
What?
I'm switching to the Chikago.
At least you can make some money there.
But...
-That's a brothel. -And?
Why do you care?
Just go to sleep.
Sometimes, you just have to do something...
even if you don't want to.
But they can't force you.
They're men.
They can do anything.
Is this your car?
What gives you that idea?
If you want me to work for you, you have to buy me out.
From Frida Schulz. I'm supposed to start there next week.
-I don't want to. -You go straight to the point.
I want 40%, a day off a week. I don't do it with old men.
Nobody gets 40%.
I'm not nobody.
25% is my final offer.
Who's that?
That's Jutta.
No! No!
Don't worry. It's okay.
And who are you?
Stay here!
Damn, let me work in peace.
You scared her away.
She's got to to deal with this if she works for us.
Yes, but now I have to convince her to come back.
Why did you bring her to my place? You could've fucked her at Eros.
I live here too.
You do?
You're hardly ever here anymore.
I have obligations, Jutta.
-Such as? -You should look for a new place.
This place sucks. It's not our level.
I might have a place.
A mansion.
It's a nice place in Blankenese.
It's got a pool, three or four bedrooms, an intercom...
I like my place.
If you want to move to Squaresville, go for it, I'm staying here.
I'll show you some photos.
It's first-class.
I've been thinking about the Christmas party.
We'll have a real blast.
And all the girls get presents.
And for you, the biggest one of all, my little peach.
What did you call me?
I'm not one of your fruit whores.
I never said you were.
The drama surrounding missing Claudia Hermanns
has come to a tragic end.
The 19-year-old girl was recovered dead from the Elbe.
According to the police, it was suicide.
Sport...
Where are my cigarettes?
It was a mistake. I knew it. A fucking mistake.
Klaus, it was suicide. You just heard that.
We shouldn't have sold her to Schulz.
Then why did you do it?
Me?
Why did I do it?
It was your fucking idea, Jutta.
-Your decision. You wanted the floor. -I would have gotten it anyway.
My fault? If things goes well, it's you.
If something goes wrong, it's me.
-Who's talking about guilt? -Take some responsibility.
I've been taking responsibility my whole fucking life. For everyone!
MISSING CLAUDIA HERMANNS
I know you've been in prison.
And you don't trust me very much.
But I can help you.
-Just give me a name. -As if you would do anything.
Why do you care anyway?
-Your daughter was a working girl. -Come on!
Save your sermon.
You have no idea what it is like to raise a kid here, okay?
I have to go open the bar.
Hansen.
This isn't your case. This is for homicide.
She was on the island, you know that.
Schulz smuggles girls there. It was just a matter of time.
And what am I supposed to do now?
Bring in 240 Danish oil workers and interrogate them?
Listen. Schulz is no saint.
But he's a businessman.
And he knows the limits.
Plus, he keeps things in order.
Sure. What does one dead girl matter?
I didn't say that.
Maybe that's why we don't do anything,
since judges and prosecutors like to fuck at the Chikago.
MISSING
Andy, come here!
Andy!
Schulz wants to talk to you.
Tell me if something's up.
Good evening, Mr. Schulz.
I have something to discuss with him, so piss off.
You really held your own against Glissmann.
But a real boxing match, in the ring,
in front of thousands of people...
Can you handle that?
He wants to organize a fight for you in the Ernst-Merck-Halle.
A pro fight?
Yes. Hanne is skeptical.
And normally, I listen to Hanne.
You can count on me. For sure.
-I'm fully focused. -What about your weight?
You look a bit chubby.
Or do you want to go up a weight class?
See that? There it is.
That glint in the eye.
That's aggression.
And that's what you need. But not blind aggression.
Targeted.
So, my boy, from now on, the fight is all that matters.
So don't get distracted, and don't disappoint me.
BOXING NIGHT ANDY THE PITBULL
Hi, my tiger!
Is that all?
That's more than 2K.
The jacket.
Where did you get it?
You gave it to me.
Okay, fine. I couldn't resist.
I made so much, I thought I'd treat myself to something nice.
To celebrate the day. As a reward.
And it's not even real.
Before you paid me?
Don't ever steal from me again! Never, got it?
If you want a jacket, you ask me. And I'll buy you one.
A real one. Is that clear?
Go ahead. Ask me.
Ask me.
-Will you buy me a jacket? -Sure!
Sure! I'll buy you anything. Get in.
JUST MARRIED
Go on! You can kiss the old lady now. Go on!
Kiss! Kiss!
I saw the poster. Yeah, "Andy, The Pitbull."
Yes, the name was my idea.
When were you going to tell me?
I wanted to tell you.
It was supposed to be a big thing, a surprise.
Yes, a surprise. It's a surprise.
A shitty surprise.
Why? What's the problem?
What's the problem?
Schulz is the problem. You're boxing for him.
No!
You got that wrong, Klaus.
I box for myself, Schulz is the promoter, he just pays.
No. You got it wrong.
He wants to take you away from me.
It's about Klaus.
Even when I'm boxing, it's about Klaus.
We've known each other forever. You always get everything.
-Leave it, Andy. -This is mine!
-Yes. -It's mine. Mine!
Andy!
I won't let you take it away from me!
This pisses me off!
Shit! Fuck!
Fifteen grand for the girl from the Flamingo.
I keep half.
You still owe me a girl.
Claudia.
-Is it tasty? -A bit more lemon.
You know, Klaus.
You're an ungrateful little prick.
Yeah, right.
Who got you the floor at Eros?
That was me.
I made you.
There's one thing you don't get.
You're the past. I'm the new generation, Frida.
You just never get enough, right?
Open your kisser! Eat!
Eat! Come here, eat! That's good.
You come here without any respect, and you dare talk to me like this?
You know what I'm going to do now?
I'm going to take your people. One by one.
I'm going to get rid of your whole fucking Nutella Gang.
Until there is no one left!
Because without your people, Klaus, you are nothing!
Eat! Eat, you little pig.
Yes!
Here, like this fish head.
Come on, open your mouth.
Here. Fish have to swim.
-What's the matter? Don't you like it? -Sure, I do. It's good.
What's with the face?
I have to think. That's all.
Look what I got here. It's all about you.
Collected everything about you.
Look. All about you.
Here. Look at that.
That.
THE NEW KING OF THE RED LIGHT DISTRICT
-Your mother would have been proud. -Yes.
Your drunkard father, too.
Leave him alone. You know I don't like it.
Oh, come on.
Let's have a little drink.
Okay?
Come on. That's enough now.
-Enough. -What's the matter?
What's wrong?
-I need to go! -Why? Why now?
Why now? You haven't even finished eating.
Merry Christmas, Erika.
You think it's funny?
No. How did you get in here?
Breaking and entering used to be my specialty.
You wouldn't have guessed, right?
I never wanted anything to happen to her.
-I didn't want that. -Shut up.
-I wish she hadn't met me. -Shut up.
I wish she was still alive.
I know who did it.
And we can get them.
I just need your help.
What did I tell you?
What did I tell you? I just need a chance.
Just someone who believes in me, Hanne, just once!
-You didn't think I could do it, did you? -Don't overdo it, my friend.
This is a big chance, my boy.
You only get that chance once.
Good luck, Andy.
Hanne!
Train me again.
I want to win.
And no one knows me like you do.
CHIKAGO 1980/1981 LEDGER
Come on.
Come in.
You really have to see the house.
Hurry up, the turkey!
On the glass table.
That's amazing.
I told Klaus right away
not to overdo it.
But you know how he is. When he gets something in his head...
You know.
Okay, I have to get back. Jutta, make yourself at home.
Thank you, I'm good.
One moment.
Quiet! Santa Claus is speaking now, okay?
So, dear Nutella Gang,
I'm very happy we can all be here tonight,
as Hamburg merchants in this modest shack.
That shows how far we've come.
You can't imagine St. Pauli without us!
Sadly, someone is not with us tonight.
Claudia.
Nutella girl from the beginning.
A tragic accident took her from us far too soon.
Let's have a moment of silence for her.
Close your eyes. Show some respect.
Okay, okay, enough. Thank you!
Claudia would have wanted us to party.
Who wants presents?
Oh, you all want presents!
Santa has one last gift in his little bag.
"There is nothing I can give you,
"because you're the reason we can be here today.
"You are the footbridge on which I walk.
"The harbor into which I enter.
"The compass that always guides me.
"Without you, I would be adrift."
I almost forgot that.
Your place is here.
By my side. With management.
And everyone should know that! Jutta.
What do you think of your present?
It's not a gift if you already own it. Thanks anyway.
Go on, make some noise here!
Frida Schulz was arrested.
-Andy? -Yes.
-Hey, what's that dog doing here? -Stop.
King Kong, Klaus. Klaus, King Kong.
It's a present from Birgit.
She said Rainer never wanted a dog. That's why she bought us one.
A real fighter.
Where is Birgit?
Celebrating Christmas. At home with the family.
Congratulations.
Now the road's clear for you. The new king of St. Pauli.
Yes.
They got Schulz for tax fraud.
Didn't have his finances under control. Bad for him, good for us.
So, what's happening with your fight now?
What about it?
And why do you even care?
I don't know.
-Your fight is my fight. -What?
Fuck Schulz. You don't need him.
I mean that we'll finance the fight. We, the Nutella Gang.
-I don't give a damn how much it costs. -Why?
Why?
Because you're a world-class boxer.
Because we've been best friends since we were little.
He is the greatest here!
Yes!
Heike.
Lemon.
What are you doing up here? I need you.
They miss you down at the party.
I thought I was your number one.
You are.
Hey, I only love you. You know that.
Oh, yeah?
Then prove it.
Right now?
Your party sucks.
I want to go home to my parents.
What?
I want you to come with me. I want to introduce you to them.
Are you crazy or what? I have guests. I can't leave now.
If you really love me, you'll do this for me.
What's this now, Heike?
Then I'll just go alone.
Thank you.
Man, man, man.
Klaus bought me a mansion.
You're a hooker.
You shouldn't have come.
You don't say "hooker." You say "whore."
Oh, little brother.
Christmas is the celebration of love.
Sven loved Christmas. Ever since he was a kid.
Every year, he picked the Christmas tree with Dad.
I was always so envious.
No.
Mom!
Mom! Mom!
-Say something! -Heike.
Or Dad.
Do you remember the old days?
How you used to stick your finger in my pussy
when you bounced me on your knee?
You never said anything then either, Mom.
You never say anything.
Why do you always ruin everything?
Come on, let's go.
MISSING MANUELA MELZER
We came here because we wanted to live.
We wanted to feel something.
It's the other way around.
You turn it up, louder and louder.
And then you can't go back.
You are afraid of what else there is.
When the music stops playing.
When the silence sets in.