-Hey, you have to lift with your legs. -I thought I did.
Didn't look like it. I'm telling you for your own sake. The back could snap.
Come on and hurry up a bit. Dad must leave soon.
Andreas, do we have any food dad can bring with him?
-Should be something in the fridge. -Just wait a minute.
I think you'll like it here.
-Chipboard. Is it brick wall behind? -What?
-What kind of wall is behind here? -I don't know. Some kind of chipboard…
Wall… Well, you'll like it for sure.
You have home insurance in place, right?
-I'm not sure… -You can't be unsure about that.
-Erika, does he have home insurance? -I don't know, but it's best to have.
-I don't remember. I just rent. -What's that got to do with it?
I don't have any damn home insurance!
-Sorry… -No, it wasn't you.
Andreas!
Talk to me. What's up?
I don't think this is such a good idea.
-That you move in. -Do you really mean that?
I'll relieve of eight hours with that idiot. I'll drive you home.
Are you breaking up because of an argument with my dad?
No, but… you're just as annoying.
Come on, let's finish up already. You carry it yourself, because I can't.
You and your dad have ruined the carpet! Can you fix it?
Fix the carpet?
-Yeah, I'll fix your carpet alright. -I'll wait outside.
Thanks. Did you lock both locks?
Did you get the stain off the carpet?
Yeah, I think so.