01x02 - Eros Center

[bunniefuu]

Don't ask a man about his feelings.

Tell him he's got a big d*ck.

Give him a f*cking A+ when he f*ck you.

Give him treats.

I'm telling you, he'll sit at your feet
like a German Shepherd.

Klaus stood up to the GMBH g*ng.

With their floors in the Eros Center,
they dominated the area.

But Wilfried Schulz was in a league
of his own with his Chikago.

Tell him what I told you.

Don't call him Frida, he doesn't like it.

-Why?
-He thinks it's a woman's name.

Hi, Jutta!

Hi.

-Well? May I?
-Thanks.

-I thought this was a brothel.
-You just have to order the right thing.

Jutta. Hi.

Klaus, meet Chinese Fritz.
We want to see Mr. Schulz.

You have to wait.

Knockout in the 15th, Weaver.

Wow, only 45 seconds left.

And Weaver is pulling the plug on him!

He'll never recover from that.

Jutta.

Wow, it's been a long time.

You look good.

Klaus Barkowsky's my name.
I'm her new pimp.

Your fancy teddy bear here
has attacked the GMBH's floor.

There are rules here, Jutta.
You should know that.

He stood up for himself.
That's not against the rules.

I heard that he had sent his buddy.

That jock from Ritze.

I'm in a good mood today.

So, let's talk about my cut.

-Fifty percent.
-It used to be 30%.

Times have changed.

No way.

We stick to business as usual.

Look, 30% for you, 70% for us.

And a bonus for weekends.

It's only fair, Frida.

It's all right, Wilfried. We take the 50%.

Everything is fine.

We're in. I...

I've missed Chikago.

Why are you even coming to me?

-Think I can protect you from GMBH?
-You are the boss.

I thought I'd do you a favor
and take you back in.

But...

There's no more room for you here.

Wilfried, please.

That's a big mistake. Really big mistake.

Look at this chick. She's a bombshell!

That's Muhammad Ali from p*ssy Town.

Jutta, I like you. I really do.

Have you looked around here?

Those are girls.

And you...

You are too old for Chikago.

Your time has passed.

Thanks for your time, Frida.

I'm sure
you have less of it than I do.

There's always the island!

What island is he talking about?

Oil rigs over by Norway.

-Frida sends women there.
-To an oil rig?

Yes. But even he has problems
finding volunteers.

One hundred men
who haven't had any for weeks.

Imagine what happens
when a woman shows up.

f*ck Schulz. f*ck Chikago!

We're free! We make our own rules now.

You just made sure
Schulz won't protect me anymore.

Where should I work?
I can't even work streets now.

Ten women, exactly 3 feet apart.

Everything divided up.
Each corner owned by a pimp.

There are rules and punishments.

Then let them come at us.

Andy beats them up and things will change.

-You have no idea how things work here.
-How does it work?

You want me to kiss Schulz's a*s?
Like you?

Yes. That was the plan.

You're my new pimp. I go work at Chikago.
I make cash and that's it.

That's it?
No, I'm not finished by a long shot.

Just getting started. First class!

You'll get us k*lled.

THE PIMP

Come on, Andy. Keep moving, okay?

You can use something heavier.

Great, Andy. Doing great!

Now, a hook. Come on.

Okay, everyone. Half-hour break.
Everyone out for some fresh air.

Andy!

Stay. I have to talk to you.

Take Andy outside and air him out.

Smells like fish here!

-What did you just say?
-Hey!

Control yourself for once.

Take it easy. Use your head.

-I do.
-No, you don't!

I heard some punks tore up
a brothel. Yeah?

And you were there?

-Says who?
-I want to know if you were there.

-Come on, Hanne.
-No, don't give me that.

Decide what you want to be!

A boxer or a thug?

-You can't be both.
-A boxer.

Good.

I spoke with Schulz.

He'll watch a training match.

This is your chance.

Thank you, Hanne.

Put me down.

One more thing.

Never pick me up again.

Now, go.

Hello, beautiful. Can I buy you a drink?

My d*ck wants something different today.

No, thanks. I'm not into clown f*ck.

-What does it feel like?
-You can touch them.

Go ahead.

All from hormones?

No, but if you want surgery,

then you have to take hormones
for a year before.

But it's not cheap.
About 300 marks a week.

300 marks a week?
Do you know how long I saved for this wig?

There are a few ways
to make money in St. Pauli.

Especially for pretty chicks like you.

You must be crazy.

You're talking to two ladies here.

I know a doctor.
If you want, I can get them for you.

You have to go abroad for surgery.
That's another 20K.

Want to have a look?

Boy, what kind of mess is this again?

Why are Ms. Henschel's things
hanging on 17 and not on 12?

That's not okay.

Mom, I know how to get us out of the red.

Discount stamp cards.

Nine washes, the tenth is free.
Brings in customers. Everyone does it.

You always have such silly ideas.

People will always have dirty laundry.

We can't do free handouts.

-Bernd!
-I have to go.

Let's go over this again.
You're our muscle, right?

Just in case there's trouble.
And there's always trouble.

And you do the finances.
You're the smartest guy I know.

What finances?

Are you brain dead, you idiots?

We're forming a cartel. Our own cartel.

Right? Like GMBH, but better.

We need more girls. I'll get them.

Sassy, young, smart... Girls with style.

We'll have tons of women
and make some real cash.

I can't.

You can't be a boxer
if you're a thug. That's what Hanne said.

"Hanne" all the time.
He's done nothing for you.

Why does Schulz want to see you box?

-Hanne told him how good I am.
-No, it's because you beat up Beatle.

We're legends in the hood.

Look how they're staring at us.

-They think we're johns.
-Why don't they approach us then?

We're the new hot sh*t. And they know it.

You're a bullshitter.
I don't have time.

I have to go to training.

I'm in.

You think we'll make 300 a week?

Are you kidding?

We'll be making that in an hour.
In an hour!

Heike!

I have the new issue for you.

What are you doing? That's my stuff!

-Did you take my money?
-No. Are you crazy?

I'm missing 100 marks.

I didn't take it.

Give it back. Now!

-I don't have it!
-Hey, what's going on here?

-Heike!
-She stole from me!

-Heike!
-I didn't!

-I just wanted to look at your stuff!
-Stop, right now!

I'm kicking you out.

-Both of you!
-Great.

I didn't do anything.

That's not fair.

Hey. Wake up.

-Hi, Dieter.
-Hi.

-Nice hair.
-Thank you.

-What are you doing here?
-I wanted to see you, Tomato.

Is that not allowed?

I heard you have better things to do now.

What did you hear?

That you have a wh*re for a girlfriend.

Well, she's a friend, not my girlfriend.

Just shut your f*cking lying trap!

There's only one reason
why we're not together.

This.

f*cking money.

I'm building something with Jutta.

And I'm making my own money now.

-Officially.
-Good for you.

It's good for us.

Don't you get it?

Do you know what I'm going through?

I'm only doing this for us. That's love.

But you probably don't care about me.

I almost have her now.

Claudia. That was much easier
than I thought.

Who's Claudia?

We've talked about her.

I'm getting our cartel together.

Bernd is already in.
Now we just need the chicks.

I'm telling you. One or two more cuddles
and Claudia is ready for action.

I told you, you can't open
a cartel like a sausage stand.

-There are rules.
-"There are rules."

You know what?

I think you're just jealous.

What's this?

-What does it look like?
-sh*t, Jutta.

Are you sh**ting up?
Is that why you are so moody?

I have back pain, this is my medicine.

-And if you don't like it, get lost.
-Damn it!

I'll come back when you sober up.

My friend.

Good evening.

Hey!

Run.

Klaus!

Come here!

You humiliated me
in front of Schulz with your boy!

Come on.

Come on!

Let's go.

He'll drown in the ice water.

You'll regret this.

-Klaus!
-Help!

Klaus!

Help!

f*ck the rules.
They'll never leave us alone.

We need 10 girls.
How fast can you get them?

With or without Claudia?

If I were a chick,
I wouldn't get picked up so easily.

That's cheap.

I'd take money for it.

Lots of it!

What's free has no value.

I'm Jutta, by the way.

Ask 10 women
why they work as a prost*tute,

you'll get the same answer 10 times.

For the money.

The eleventh will say it's her right.

For Klaus,
prostitution was more than just business.

It was the sexual revolution.

It was a revolt against the conservatives.

The so-called upright citizens.

Just like the wh*res charmed their johns,

Klaus charmed the suburban girls.

He promised them adventure.

The great freedom and everlasting love.

He told this to the girls.

Until he started to believe it himself.

But the truth is,
there is no love in this game.

Hey, take care! See you next time!

-Tell everyone about us, okay?
-Thank you.

-It wasn't so bad, was it?
-Drive.

Just drive.

Here.

-I don't want it. It's gross.
-Take it.

It's your money too.

Look, you're doing this for us.

For us to build something.

Us?

What about the others?
Are you telling them the same?

I'm not stupid.

The others are the others and you are you.
And I want to be with you.

I want that too, but not like this!

I want to marry you and have children.

Me too.

Of course.

I want kids, too. Lots of them.
I want a whole soccer team.

-You can't marry all of us.
-Then I'll marry the last one.

The one who can stand me the longest.

You'll put up with me
for that long, right?

Come over here.

Come over here!

Come on.

Are you hungry?

-Yes.
-Let's go and eat.

We spent our nights
in Claudia's dad's bar.

It wasn't exactly Chikago or Eros...

-But we were content.
-Careful!

We had everything we needed
and Claudia's dad let us do our thing.

Rudi, do you have champagne?

Sure. Let me look for it.

The old man figured out
how Klaus made money.

But for of the profits,
he turned a blind eye.

You hear that?

Not the usual order!

At least, until he realized

that Klaus had put
his daughter on the menu.

f*cking stupid!

No one wants a wh*re in the family.

So the brothel becomes your family.

Hey, what happened?

214 horsepower.

From zero to 100 in 8.8 seconds...

-Look at this guy on his bike.
-Drive...

Careful!

Beatle. You're here.

What a surprise, no?

Hello.

We have a meeting tomorrow.
You and GMBH at 8 pm at Eros.

Is that okay?

Yes. That's fine.

Wonderful.

So, will you take the car?

Yes.

Good.

Andy, take the mackerels to Hoschek.

He's expecting you.

What a slog this work is, huh?

How's it going? Don't you have to train?

I am training. Rocky was a butcher, too.
I'm in great shape.

That's great.

Listen.

I have an appointment with the GMBH.

-An invitation to Eros.
-What's that got to do with me?

Come on, Andy. I need you.

-You show up, flex your muscles.
-I need this like a hole in the head now.

I always take the beating for you.

Yes, I know.

-It works for us. We complete each other.
-Right.

But I have to think of myself first, okay?

What?

-So you'll leave me hanging?
-No.

But Hanne says thug or boxer.

I have to learn
to deal with my aggression.

Use my head more.

Head. That's not your thing.

Hanne doesn't get this about you.
Your anger makes you unbeatable.

-You are a fighting machine.
-Yes, dude.

But I can't right now.

Okay.

Sure.

Good luck with your fight.

Thank you.

Good luck to you too.

Good luck, Klaus. Okay?

Never seen you here before.

Come here.

I'm not a wh*re.

If I wanted a wh*re, I'd go to a brothel.

I like you.

I'll give you a 100-mark tip
if you stroke my c*ck a little.

Through the pants.

I won't do anything. Really.

Nadine. She's making 7,500 marks per week.

Only Claudia's numbers don't add up.

She does what she wants
since she gets special treatment from you.

She's right.
The others will try to do the same.

It will be trouble.

Send her to the fish market for a week
to knock her off her high horse.

I won't do that.

I promised her the high life,
not toothless sailors.

That's disgusting. We're not the GMBH.

Well, then, good luck.

Open up. I am so tired.

I'm down here.

What's up with you?

What have you earned today?

-No idea. Open up.
-Come on, tell me.

-I have 300.
-Push it through.

Thank you.

One second, please.

It's not enough.
You have to do another shift.

Are you nuts? I worked eight hours.

Tomato, everyone has to earn their share.

That's unfair to the other girls.
You get that, right?

Klaus... please let me in.

The sooner you go out,
the sooner you'll be back.

Back in a jiffy. Lickety-split.

See you later. Bye-bye.

I didn't steal from you.
I was just looking at the file.

I wanted to help you find your mom.

Ask Hansen. He's a cop.

He's been working
at the police station for 100 years.

If anyone knows anything, it's him.

Come on.

Welcome to Eros Center.

Please.

Six floors.
A hundred and thirty-six rooms.

Built in 1967.
The biggest brothel operation in Europe.

Hundreds of johns every day.
More on the weekends.

They f*ck in the rooms
and we make the cash.

But now, it's about you, Klaus.

Respect.

You achieved something.

What do you want from me?

No.

What do you want from us?

Please.

I don't want trouble.

He doesn't want trouble.

He doesn't want trouble.
And you? What do you want?

-Nothing.
-Nothing?

That's really very little.

You want to play with the big boys.

Klaus, what's up?

You got ideas. You got goals.

I like that.

We could do with someone like you
at GMBH. Right?

You want me at GMBH?

We'll have a vacant floor at Eros.

It could work for you and your girls.

So?

What's the catch?

You'll end up at the butcher's
if you cause trouble.

-Beatle, calm down.
-I am calm.

There is no catch.

And no butcher.

You get a brothel.

Under our protection.

You can get rid of all your worries.

-Just say yes.
-And the earnings?

Yeah. You'll give us a cut.

Don't worry. That's normal.

I don't know.

This place here. It's not my style.

Style!

Klaus.

A brothel is not about beauty.

It's about efficiency.

The john comes in for a f*ck.
In, out, done.

The sooner they're gone,
the more money you make.

Money is not everything.

But without money, there's nothing.

Come on.

Your "f*ck Truck".
It's a disgrace.

Eros... Eros.

Eros.

That's first class!

Once your women are here, you've made it.

Deal?

I have to think about it.

Think about it?

Am I speaking Polish or what?

There is no room
for a new cartel in St. Pauli.

We won't wait around for you.

Cheers.

sh*t!

-Someone wants to see you.
-I'm on break.

-prost*tute?
-Doesn't look like it.

I'll be right there.

Nice to see you.

He'll be right here.

MISSING
MANUELA MELZER

-Out of the way.
-Hey!

What do you want from me?

Me?

Didn't you want to see me?

I was wrong.

Yes.

It's too late now.

I know who you are.

You're a runaway.

From the orphanage... in Ahrensburg.

I'm looking for my mother.

A friend said you could help me.

Said you've been here forever.

Doris Melzer.

Sorry.

Never heard of her.

Where are you staying?

Erichstrasse... Number 56.

Flamingo? Are you a prost*tute?

-I'm not that dumb.
-Don't be so arrogant.

Better people than you
have fallen into it.

-I didn't mean it like that.
-All right.

Come on. Get lost.

Go!

Hey!

We'll make it really fancy.

Not a geezer dump like Chikago.

Imagine a place where stars go.

Models, musicians. Like Studio 54.

You met with GMBH
without talking to me first?

Our girls f*ck in a van. That's no good.

Have you forgotten what Beatle did to you?

That's water under the bridge now.

And what he did to me,
is that also water under the bridge?

Do you know how he treats women?

There was one girl
who was too sassy for him.

He stuck a live eel in her p*ssy.

It ate its way into her intestines
and she bled to death.

You want a brothel floor, pretty Klaus?

There are other ways.

Is Ilse still mad?

Everything's all good with Ilse.

I'm in the private room now.

Just dancing. And they grope me a bit.

It's not so bad.

I bet you're a great dancer.

Yes, I am.

Wilfried!

Hi, Hanne. You good?

Can't wait to see what you've got today.

Andy.

Focus, okay?

-Focus.
-Yes.

-Yes?
-Yes.

Good. You're boxing against Jürgen.

Why him, Hanne?

He's done well.
He deserves a chance, just like you.

I bet this is a big deal
for a thug from the fish market.

I heard he's so stupid,
they didn't even want him in the army.

Does he smell like fish
or like his mother's c**t?

Andy, Jürgen! Go!

Too stupid to tie his shoes.

Are you nuts?

You're not going in the ring.
You can't control yourself.

No, Hanne.

Hanne. Please, you can't do this.
Please, Hanne.

Next time, maybe.

Maybe?

Yes, maybe.

You know what, Hanne? f*ck you.

f*ck you!

The GMBH almost lured Klaus in,

but they weren't the only ones
who could get him a floor.

This is where you'll stand.

Eros Center did not belong to the cartels.

It'd been built by businessmen
and commissioned by the city.

To get the wh*res off the streets.

-Great.
-To hide the filth.

Told you so.

We should've destroyed them.

No worries. I'll deal with it.

One, two, three!

Come on in.

So, my angels.

This is our palace.

And it'll be St. Pauli's hottest brothel!

-Let's thank Jutta.
-Thank you.

And Frida Schulz.

Now, tell me.

What did you do with Frida?

Remember the island?

You can't do this to me, Jutta.

I need you here.

I'm not going.

-No way. Absolutely not.
-Do you want the floor?

Yes! I want it.
But can't we send someone else?

Who, Nadine? Andrea?
What's the difference?

Frida already chose her. But…

it's your choice to say no.

That's Karsten.
He'll take you to the island.

Hey, Tomato.

Chin up.

In... In four weeks, you'll be back.

One month?

But I don't want to leave you.

I have to hold down the fort here.

You know that.

The kitchen can't work without a cook.

Tomato...

Remember what I told you.

The last one still with me...

Yeah, yeah.

Right.

She's the one I'll marry.

Come here.

Will you marry me?

Yes!

-Yes?
-Yes!

Yes!

Don't drive the boys crazy.

-Okay.
-I'm warning you!

What about Hanne?

Forget Hanne!

Yes!

Yeah!

Happy birthday...

To the men we love and the bums we get!

-Cheers!
-Cheers!

I am 18!

Have fun with the boys.