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Sorry, Wolfgang, the van was in my blind spot We’ll come to that later. You can’t just go and ask Dirk Kowalski for his autograph. Stalkers with homemade fan buttons do that, but not team members. We can’t find Dirk and we’re ready to shoot. Then do the reverse shots first. And hire a five-star motorhome for Dirk. That’ll relax him. You got it! “You got it!” It’s your fault, wad! Get your stuff and go! Know what? This was worth it. Your firm’s as lousy as your broken executive chair! Anyway, you can’t fire me. Yeah? “Yeah?”. I quit! Great! I don’t have to give you severance pay. Huh? I’ll give you a nice reference. If you don’t get the , euros you owe me for the van and put it on my desk by next week, I’ll see to it that you never work in the film industry again. , euros? I didn’t mean to Get out! I’d like you to imagine this: you’re sitting with your dream woman in a beautiful field of flowers. The last rays of sunlight are turning the sky into bronze-colored honey. Bronze-colored honey? Yes. What’s wrong with it? Sounds shit. Golden honey sounds better. I’ve been thinking. Let’s start our own production firm, like we were going to. “Mad Eagle” was just the beginning, dude! Not that again. Why the Jean Claude Van Damme not? The important thing is: you deal with the creative shit and I do everything else. Including the casting couch again. You didn’t raise one cent, Mr. Producer. I was on the verge of securing a major deal! If you hadn’t started at the agency, we’d be raking it in now. Oh, they’ve fired you. That’s why you’re going on about that again. Plus, you’ve bought alcohol-free beer. Then let’s go for a real afterwork drink. No way! I’ve got to be fit for work tomorrow. I’m in shock from being fired. I bought alcohol-free beer. One shot, here at home! Grandpa, gimme another! Please! You and your pal should go home. You’ve had enough. I decide when I’ve had enough. Yeah, but not here. My joint, my rules. But he’s asleep, too. That’s Rainer the Eel: furniture. Scram! And if I don’t? I’ll teach you to fly without wings. Another tray of Mexicans, please. There’s none left. But for you, I’ll mix some more. A beer and a Mexican, Earl. Hey, you lovely ladies! Objection! Sustained! Hi, Martin. Dude! Everything OK? You scared the hell out of me. So how’s it going? Yeah Yeah? It’s going down the pan. Mila’s dreamed of this wedding since she was about . It has to be perfect. There’s so much to remember. The right priest, a de-escalation-oriented seating plan. One of Mila’s aunts only eats stuff that falls from trees. Does that mean I have to throw the suckling pig from a tree? I can do the discofox. It’s one of seven dances I have to learn by Sunday. Shit, you’re totally ed. I love Mila. You know that, don’t you? Sure. Why? I’ve screwed up. What did you do? The movie team backed out. It was the only thing I had to organize. We wanted to have the whole wedding filmed by professionals. How about another drink for you ladies? You guys made that “Mad Eagle” film. Yeah. Couldn’t you film our wedding? You’re wedding filmmakers?



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