continue teaching you my brilliant, great, great jokes.
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<br> (waves to him without straw)
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<br> Strohlos: (comes up to Pick again) Yes, I'm sorry, Mama, yes ... I have to work now, no, that's not an excuse. Hmm ... yes, I accept your authority and yes, I won't get the figures out of the closet either, I promise. (hangs up) All right, boss, I'll carry on.
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<br> (Pick looks angrily while waiting without straw)
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<br> Strohlos: (as if woke up) Oh yes (hits his head), even if I will never tell the jokes as well as they do. (bows)
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<br> Pick: (satisfied) It works.
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<br> (Pick leaves the room)
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<br> (The group enters the room)
<br> (Sneaking past the other students, Strohlos doesn't notice them)
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<br> (Psycho accidentally pushes the cool guy, he just wants to hit him, Freak stops him and indicates that the cool guy has to be quiet)<br>
<br> (Psycho sees a cupboard on the wall and shows his discovery to the others, who then push into the cupboard)
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<br> (Meanwhile, Strohlos, bored, keeps telling bad jokes all the time)
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<br> (Hinz enters the room)
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<br> Hinz: I'm supposed to go to English now .... (hits his head) uh, I mean I'm telling you things about my life that you don't even want to know - lessons.
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<br> Strohlos: (relieved) Oh ..
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<br> (Hinz is just loosing the students and wants to leave)
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<br> Strohlos: (meekly) Duuuu? Can't you lend me one of your notebooks?
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<br> Hinz: (astonished) Why?
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<br> Strohlos: Well ... my mommy took all of my Star Wars figures from me and now I don't know what to do ... (nudges my index fingers)
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<br> Hinz: (sighs) Poor little fellow ... (pats Mr Strohlos on the shoulder) Wait ...
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<br> (Hinz goes out briefly and comes back with a bag)<br>
<br> Hinz: (opens the bag towards the audience) Well, what can it be? (grins satisfied)
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<br> Strohlos: (looks embarrassed) Uh, I don't know ... (pause) Can you recommend something? (looks demanding at Hinz)
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<br> Hinz: Hmm ... that's pretty good. (gives Strohlos the Playboy magazine)
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<br> Strohlos: (leafing through something in the notebook; then astonished) Can THOSE get that big?
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<br> Hinz: (pats Strohlos again) Yes, my boy, they can do that. (Pause) Ok, I'll go then (closes the bag) Let's go kids! (Students groan)
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<br> (Hinz and pupil leave the room, Strohlos leafing through the notebook excitedly)
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<br> (the closet door opens with a loud squeak, you can see the group squeezed together)
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<br> (Psycho tries to close the door, but falls out of the closet and the others fall behind)
<br> (Strohlos turns to the students, torn from his thoughts)
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<br> Strohlos: What are you still doing here?<br>
<br> (group gets up and looks around for help)
<br> (Cooler approaches Strohlos)
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<br> Cooler: We are ... uh ... (scratches his head)
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<br> (Psycho runs in front of the cool)
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<br> Psycho: Star Wars characters representatives! (grins Mr. Strohlos broadly)
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<br> (All stare at the psycho)
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<br> Psycho: (surprised) What ?!
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<br> Strohlos: Really! Do you have the new edition of episode 532?
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<br> (Everyone looks around, Freak turns his finger on his head and indicates that Strohlos no longer has them all)
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<br> (Cooler takes advantage of the moment)
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<br> Cooler: (pushing the cooler aside) Of course we have! (smiles at Mr. Strohlos)
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<br> Strohlos: That's fantastic!
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<br> (Meanwhile the freak and the Gothic take what was now on the floor)
<br> (Browsing through this with interest, nerd looks in, then holds her hand in front of her face, but leaves space to look further)<br>
<br> Strohlos: How much does it cost?
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<br> Cooler: Hmm ... around 1000 euros, (quieter) for a new jacket. (grins)
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<br> Strohlos: I can get it cheaper at Karstadt. (crosses the arms)
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<br> Cooler: Uh ... uh .... but Karstadt doesn't have it!
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<br> Strohlos: Oh .. oh well. Hmm ... I have already spent my pocket money on sweets ... and my mommy will certainly not give me anything more ... (looks sadly at the floor)
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<br> (pause)
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<br> (Freak looks up from the magazine and runs to the others, nerd follows him in amazement)
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<br> Freak: Um ... because you have been such a good customer so far, let's make an exception ...
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<br> (Strohlos looks up smiling)
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<br> Freak: ... unfortunately we have to ask for something ...
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<br> Strohlos: (looks a little sadder again; meekly) What? ..
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<br> Freak: Well ... (circling Strohlos and stroking his chin) we would like to know what your boss, Mr. Pick, has planned ... (pause) We heard that he was trying to produce Star Wars characters to replace the construction of BMW models!(throws arms in the air dramatically) (pause) Can you tell us something about that?
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<br> Strohlos: (holding his stomach laughing) Please ?! (laughs again) He's never able to do anything as intelligent as that. (laughs again)
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<br> Freak: (turns to the others and shows them his thumbs up) Well, we should have thought ... what else is he up to?
Nerd pulls out her notepad behind Strohlos)
Strohlos: (wipes away tears from laughter) He wants to make school happy with his 'great' jokes. Well, it works quite well so far .. (looks around)
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<br> Nerd: (scribbling it down)
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<br> Psycho: (starts to laugh) Haha, (points to Mr. Strohlos) now you have revealed the whole plan to us and we are not agents at all, but normal guys ... (Cooler runs to Psycho and stops him shut their mouths; nerdy, freak and gothic slap their foreheads with the flat of their hands)
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<br> Cooler: Don't listen to him, he's a little ... (waving his hand in front of his face)<br>
<br> Gothic: (puts the notebook on the floor and approaches) You have to understand that not everyone can take as much blood as I do!
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<br> Cooler: (looks reproachfully at the Gothic)
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<br> Gothic: (angry) What ?!
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<br> Cooler: Forget it ...
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<br> Strohlos: Wait, does that mean you are a student?
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<br> All: NO !!!
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<br> Strohlos: Oh no, you don't have to lie, I did everything wrong again ... (slumped on the floor; a little quieter) .. Now Mommy will be very angry ...
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<br> (Nerd walks up to him, pats him on the back)
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<br> Nerd: Come on, don't cry. (strokes Mr. Strohlos on the head)
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<br> (Strawless looks up, sobs)
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<br> Cooler: (grins) I saw Hinz suitcase there in the hallway ... (points outside)
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<br> (Strohlos sobs again, then nods and leaves the room)
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<br> (group looks at)
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<br> Nerd: What do we do now?
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<br> Gothic: (enthusiastic) We'll get guns!<br>
<br> Nerd: (frightened) No!
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<br> Psycho: YEAH!
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<br> Cooler: (hits the psycho on the head) You don't get any!
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<br> Psycho: (rubs his head and sticks his tongue out at the cool guy; snapped) You are stupid ...
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<br> Cooler: (rolls his eyes)
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<br> Freak: Well, let's go and get guns ... (hops the others out of the room ahead of the others; nerdy unhappy afterwards)
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<br> (Everyone leaves the room)
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<br> (rebuilding, Ms. Rieck's secret bunker)
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<br> 3. Act end
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<br> 4. act
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<br> (After discussing the plan, where everyone is standing in a circle, leaning forward and whispering, the weapons are given out)
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<br> Riek: So, here are your weapons, be careful with them! (points to the stack of weapons)
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<br> Nerd: Guns ?! I beg you, we are pacifists. Nobody here wants to carry a gun. Or...?
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<br> Psycho: (laughs dirty and throws himself in / on the pile)
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<br> Gothic: Hah!Do you think! I've always wanted to wear such a tool. I, as a messenger of death ... yes, that is my destiny! (giggles softly and rubs his hands)
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<br> Cooler: Now come down again! If I face this pick, it's gone very quickly!
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<br> Riek: Anyway, that's where the stuff is. Take what you want. I get ready! (disappears for a moment to put on her gear)
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<br> Freak: (screams) I want a sword! (rushes onto the pile of weapons and begins to look)
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<br> Cooler: Oh what the heck! (also goes to the weapon stack)
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<br> (All but the nerdy pick something)
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<br> Nerd: (bewildered implores the others) That is not possible! We are still children and not soldiers!
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<br> Cooler: (turned to Gothic) Who is still a child? Do you know who she's talking to?
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<br> Gothic: (still searching) Nope!
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<br> Freak: (finds the shaft of a wooden sword) YEAH!I found one! (pulls it out and is amazed) What is it? Well, you won't find anything better here anyway ... (looks to the side and sees the Gothic, who is holding his real sword in the air) Oh crap !!
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<br> (Psycho runs through the area laughing with the mini knife, while the others, holding their guns in hand, only pay attention to the cool guy who is still rummaging through the pile of weapons)
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<br> Nerd: What are you waiting for? You already have something, why are you crouching there?
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<br> Cooler: I have a gun, but I can't run around with it without sunglasses, that would look totally crazy!
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<br> Nerd: (beside herself) WHAT? Are you crazy We're fighting for our lives here and you ... (suddenly stops talking as Gothic takes off the cool's glasses and burns them with a lighter and then hands them over to the cool, who just stares at them without a word)
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<br> Freak: (hops around and whines) Can we geeeehääään now?
<br><br> (Mrs. Riek comes in)
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Cooler: Jouh! We have guns, Ms. Riek is there and the most important thing: I look great! March off! (is about to start when he notices the