Episode 209

English

 

(Previously on Hand aufs Herz)

 

[Bergmann villa, dining area] 

Emma hesitantly enters. 

Emma: Good afternoon, Mr. Bergmann. Is Jenny here? 

Stefan: Yes, she’s in her room, you know the way? 

Emma goes upstairs. 

 

[Bergmann villa, Jenny’s room] 

Emma enters and spots someone lying under the duvet. 

 

[Bergmann villa, dining area] 

Jenny walks around the corner, dressed in a short bathrobe and towels. (Pick your jaw up from the floor again.) 

Stefan: Err, where did you just come from? 

Jenny: Err, out of the shower. 

Stefan: But I just heard noises from your room … 

Jenny: I’ve got company. 

Stefan: Oh. 

Stefan: Emma just arrived and since I thought you were in your room, I sent her there. 

 

[Bergmann villa, Jenny’s room] 

Emma: Hey, what’s the matter? 

Emma pulls back the duvet and discovers Sophie 

 

(Intro)

 

 

[Bergmann villa, Jenny’s room] 

 

And while Emma and Sophie are wordlessly looking at each other rather aghast, Jenny slowly opens the door and enters the room (yes, she knows she’s in deep shit). 

 

Jenny: It’s not what you are thinking.

Emma: Oh? What am I thinking? Well, that…that you have the hots for Sophie.

Jenny: Emma, I can explain everything.

Emma: I thought this..this thing with us was something..special.

Jenny: It is!

Emma: Oh yeah? But this looks pretty exchangeable to me.

Jenny: Oh boy, you are misunderstanding everything.

Emma: Oh, so this is my fault,now, is it?!

Jenny: No, it’s nobody’s fault! I’ve just been helping Sophie, that’s all…

Emma: Been helping her out of her clothes, or what?!

Sophie: Emma…

Emma: Just leave me alone.

Emma storms out. Jenny looks a little shell-shocked but goes right after her.

Sophie is still waiting for all the information to work its way through her drugged-out brain.

 

 

[Pestalozzi, hallway]

 

Helena: We both know that you only dumped Michael because you can’t control your feelings for Ben Bergmann. And that is exactly what will be your downfall in the end.(Jealous,Helena?)

Bea: Only if your backroom deals with the Harani Bank don’t bring about your downfall first.

Helena: Dear Frau Vogel, if you are so well informed about this project you might have realized that it is about optimizing the learning and teaching systems of the four schools concerned.

Bea: That’s not how I see it.

Helena: You, on the other hand, are having an affair with a student. A ward. And all I have to do is to wait for you or Ben Bergmann to slip up.

Bea: Then be careful not to be turning old and grey while doing that. Helena. (Tsst,tsst, Bea,the undead don't age..)

 

 

[Raumzeit Records]

(Noo! I wanna get back to my Jemma drama right now! Damn!//Really,Translatress?I'm still not back from stocking up on cookies and chocofresh..your editor..)

 

Frank: Has the guest list been done?

Miriam: Finished in this very moment.

Frank: Great. Then you can take care of stage tech, now.

Miriam: Oh, for a very short moment I  dared dream of a coffee but…

Frank: Listen, Miriam, this is the mail from the management of “Big Time Rush”.

Miriam: Okay…I have no idea if all of this is on hand at Chulo's. 

Frank: I don’t care if it’s there right now but it has to be there by tomorrow evening when the guys are going to perform there because they won’t go on stage otherwise.

Miriam: Okay. I’ll work it out with Sebastian.

Frank: Listen, if this works out there is going to be a good chance of Luzi becoming their opening act in the future.

Miriam: Okay, I understand. Highest priority.

Frank: I’m counting on you. Okay. Another thing, here are the VIP-tickets for the Bundesliga (German soccer league) game. I want to go there with the guys’ management. Okay? Could you please get these to them?

Miriam: Okay. Alright. I’ll take care of it.

Frank: If anything comes up I have a… (he holds up a cell phone)

Miriam: A mailbox?

Frank: I’ll pick up. Promise. Okay?

Miriam: Okay. (she starts to make the calls) – Mailbox, what else. Okay…Sebastian…

Ronnie: Well…stress?

Miriam: In any case, I don’t have time to for chit chat with you right now.

Ronnie: Hey! Cup match. VIP-tickets? This evening. Far-out. I’m free. How about you?

Miriam: No way. Not me and certainly not you. Hands off.

(One of the Peters’ brothers obviously doesn’t know anything about soccer. Bundesliga and DFB Cup are different competitions. And as I believe you can make out the word Bundesliga on the tickets, that would be Ronnie.)

 

 

[Bergmann villa, staircase] 

 

Emma storms down the stairs, Jenny at her heels.

Jenny: Emma! Come on,wait!

Emma: Why? Everything's pretty clear, isn’t it?

Jenny: Nothing is clear. Gosh. Gee, can’t you just trust me for once?

Emma: I have! And apparently that has been a mistake.

Jenny: The situation with Sophie doesn’t have anything to do with us.

Emma: Oh, is that supposed to mean that it was a…an unimportant little misstep?

Jenny: Of course not.

Emma: How could you do something like that?! It’s only been a week since (lowers tone) we’ve slept together and(back to normal voice) … you are ruining everything!

Jenny: But I don't want to!

Emma: Well, then explain to me what happened between you and Sophie.

Jenny: Nothing!

Emma: Then why is she lying in your bed half-naked?

Jenny: Because she wasn’t feeling well.

Emma: Oh, so you had to comfort her, is that it? Do you know that I’ve been looking for you all day and you didn’t even answer my…my calls!

Jenny: Jeez, this thing with Sophie is something completely different!

Emma: I don’t understand you!

Jenny: I’m sorry, I can’t explain it any better at the moment.

Sophie from upstairs: Jenny? Is everything okay?

Emma: I understand…

She turns around and leaves.

Jenny: Emma, please!

Jenny sighs and goes back upstairs.

After a few seconds, Emma walks back around the corner, sees that Jenny has gone back up to Sophie and leaves again.

 

 

[Pestalozzi]

 

Timo stalks a forgotten pencil on the tabletop soccer table. But just as he gets his hand on it he fumbles and it falls to the ground.

(What did he want to do with it, anyway? Ram it into his leg to see if he would be able to feel it? Did Helena ban him from having his own writing implements in school for just that reason? I mean, she was very insistent that he would use the ramp, no matter what. Anyway…//I think the notion was that he WAS going to plunge it into his leg,secretely in an unsuspecting”this isn't going to bleed like I just stuck a pencil into my leg” manner..your editor.) 

Ben comes up and picks up the pencil for Timo.

Ben: Hey.

Timo: Thanks.

Ben: Everything okay with you?

Timo: And with you?

Ben: Everything’s pretty relaxed.

Timo: You doing yoga?

Ben: Äh, no. Don’t have the time.

Timo: Do I know her?

Ben: Do you know whom?

Timo: Well, your (female) relaxation teacher.

Ben: I’m afraid I can’t tell you.

Timo: Why? You can tell me everything.

Ben: But then I’d have to do away with you. And that would be a shame, wouldn’t it? See you later.

 

 

[Saal 1]

 

Stefan: So, Frau Vogel knows about the restructuring plans.

Helena: Don’t ask me how, but she got her hands on the financing plan.(sorry, mind drifted off for a second there with the possible scenarios..)

Stefan: Well, that’s not quite ideal.

Helena: There’s more. Frau Vogel has applied for the position as vice-principal.

Stefan: I thought that had already been sorted out. Didn’t you find a fitting colleague?

Helena: Stutzke, chemistry. He wouldn’t have caused us any problems.

Stefan: Then Herr Stutzke will get the position. You are the principal, aren’t you?

Helena: Unfortunately, Dr. Wendtland made it quite clear to me that the education authority makes the final decision. And Frau Vogel maintains good contacts to Dr. Wendtland.

Stefan: I understand.

Helena: Competition is good for business.

Stefan: Competition has to be erased. (They're the borg..it's official.)

Helena: And I already have an idea of how to do that.

Stefan: Well, that’s some good news finally.

Helena: Have you noticed anything about Ben recently? Does he seem more… balanced?

Stefan: What does Ben have to do with this?

Helena: There won’t be a vice-principal who has an affair with a student.

Stefan: I have to disappoint you. Frau Vogel broke up with Ben. (He really believed Ben’s story. Wow.)

Helena: That’s what I would claim, too, if I were in Ben’s shoes. But surely, Ben has some letters or text messages from Frau Vogel.

Stefan: Helena, just to make this clear, my son won’t serve as a means to get rid of Frau Vogel. I’m afraid you will have to find another way.

Helena: I understand.

 

 

[Chulos]

 

Sebastian on the phone: Gee, Henning, you can really make people envious. Your club seems to be doing really well. What? Oh, I’m sorry. And what do the doctors say? Will your mother get back on her feet? Mhm. I understand. Yes, it would be hard on me, too, to trade Costa Rica for Graz. Hah, is that a trick question? Uh, of course! But you should just wait and see how your mother is doing first. Yes, we’ll do it this way. Talk to you soon. Bye.

Miriam: Äh. Sebastian? – Hi.

Sebastian: Hey. – Stress?

Miriam: Well…tomorrow, Big Time Rush is supposed to perform here.

Sebastian: All the concerts have gone well up to now.

Miriam: Yes, but Big Time Rush does play in a slightly different league. – And, well, this is what the boys will need.

Sebastian mumbles about headphones, microphones, speakers: That’s a complete stage tech equipment set.

Sebastian: Excuse me, but we have all of that.

Miriam: Yes, but Big Time Rush will only perform with this exact equipment.

Sebastian: You seriously want me to rent all of this?

Miriam: Okay, so tomorrow the guys will be by around mid-morning for a sound-check. The equipment should really be ready by then at the latest.

Sebastian: A little relaxation would be really good for those guys.

Miriam: “Stars” can get away with something like that.

Sebastian: Say, what about you and relaxation, a massage?

Miriam: Yes, my neck practically screams for it. If you don’t have any other plans later on, you are welcome to it.

Sebastian: I was thinking more about…vacation.

Miriam: Brilliant. But first, the concert tomorrow, alright? And then a vacation. Maybe in the fall. Or something. Well, I have to go…and please remember those special microphones, okay?

Sebastian: Okay.

Miriam: See you.

Sebastian: Bye.

(If they'd still be filming, I'd send the producers at work some yogi tea..)

 

[Pestalozzi, hallway]

 

Ben: So what does that mean?

Bea: That we have to be careful. 

Ben: I know that.

Bea: Schmidt-Heisig has it in for me. She wants to keep me from becoming vice-principal.

Ben: When are we going to meet in the attic? (Right.You have acute problems? Let’s shag!/We wouldn't exactly be complaining about that particular approach to problem solving if it were to concern other couples;-) Your editor) 

Bea: Ben. She has already threatened me.

Ben: Okay, so…should we not see each other for the time being?

Bea: It would be better. Yes. But it’s not possible. 

Ben: Yes. Okay, Frau Vogel, then thank you very much and I’ll see you next time.

He soundlessly says “I love you”.

Ben: Hello, Frau Schmidt-Heisig.

Helena: Nice couple.

Ben: Excuse me?

Helena: You and Frau Vogel.

Ben: I don’t understand.

 

[Pestalozzi, outside by the Big Books]

 

Timo on the phone: I need an appointment. Yes, it’s urgent. No, I'm not in pain. I will explain it to Dr. Bodenbach. Alright. That’s fine. Thanks.

He sees Emma sitting on the books, looking like she just found a half-naked guinea pig-whisperer in her girlfriend’s bed.//She's crying.)

Timo: Hey.

Emma: Hey. 

Timo: Everything alright?

Emma just shakes her head a little. (That tear slays me. Oh, Emma…)

Timo: Well, shoot.

Emma: Do you think Sophie is into women?

Timo: Sophie a lesbian? No way.

Timo: Uhoh.

Emma: What?

Timo: You didn’t happen to…(fall in love)

Emma: …with Sophie? Quatsch. (Nonsense.)

Timo: But?

Emma: Jenny was totally throwing herself at her.

Timo: She was?

Emma nods.

Timo: Honestly, I would just ask Jenny herself.

Emma: That’s what I planned to do. I went to her home, into her room, and who was lying there? You have three guesses.

Timo: Sophie?

Emma: In Jenny’s bed, half-naked.

Timo has a male moment and it’s rather cute. /He almost chokes.)

Timo: Really?!

Even Emma thinks so and she almost has to smile/Kasia has to keep so hard from cracking up).

Emma: Timo, get a hold of yourself, will you.

Timo: Sorry. But seriously, Emma, apart from the fact that Sophie isn’t into women, I don’t believe Jenny would cheat on you. 

Emma: Then why didn’t she want to tell me what was going on?

Timo: Hrmpf. – Hey.

 

 

 

[Bergmann villa, Jenny’s room]

 

Jenny is sitting on her bed having flashbacks. (Yes, finally Jenny’s big secret is revealed.)

 

She is much younger and snorting cocaine with some older guy, and they then make out (it’s hard to say if it’s consensual or not// You're very welcome to discuss this particular scene in the comments,by the way..and if it has anything to do with Jenny not coming out to Emma about her coke head past).

 

The older guy(in English):”Come on,honey! Come on,honey!”

 

 

[RaumZeit Records]

 

Miriam: Yes, Ok, I’ll forward it to Frank. He’s already looking forward to it. Ok, see you tomorrow.

(A phone rings)

Miriam: You still owe Ed Williams a golf tour. 

Frank: Good. And otherwise, how is it going?

Miriam: Yes, I think so. Yes, the equipment is ready, the sound check has been arranged. And now I’ll call all the VIPs.

Frank: What about the tickets for the soccer match?

Miriam: I’ve arranged that. The managers are informed. The courier picking them up will be here soon. And...Huh? (She starts looking for the tickets) Strange. I’ve got no idea where the tickets got to.

Frank: But you’re kidding me, right? Miriam, I wasn’t going to go there just for fun. It’s about a contract with Big Time Rush!

Miriam: Yes, it’s not like I’ve just lost them on purpose!

Frank: But I gave the tickets to YOU! You are responsible for them!

Miriam: I’m sorry! I don’t know. I’ve got no idea where they are.

 

 

[Chulos’]

 

Miriam: It doesn’t matter. Frank’s bad mood will surely fade soon. Who knows? Maybe those damn tickets will show up again. 

Sebastian: It looks like you really need a massage to relax today. 

Miriam: Even if you have golden hands a massage won’t be enough today.(I am not going to take that sentence and run with it.No.)

Sebastian: Maybe this will help. Long Island Piper, a special cocktail from Costa Rica.

Miriam: I’ll have to leave for the label again. F**k it!

(Miriam tries the cocktail)

Miriam: Mhh. Tasty!(NEVER drink anything with the name Long Island in it!)

Sebastian: I really makes you miss the blue sky, the white beach, the shiny water, right?

Miriam: Say, do you want to torture me today or why have you been talking about vacation the whole day? 

Sebastian: I’ve thought about something for the long term. Like emigrating?

 

[Bergmann Villa]

 

Jenny: Hey! Are you feeling better? 

Sophie: Of course. Everything’s fine. Where are my clothes? 

Jenny: They’re over there.

Sophie: And...you really only undressed me? 

Jenny: (sighs) Ey, Sophie, you really weren’t up to it. 

Sophie: Thanks. 

Jenny: Ok. 

Sophie: You know that I’m not into women, right?

Jenny: (sighs) Don’t worry, Sophie, I’m not into you either.

Sophie: And what was that with Emma earlier? I mean, she was totally jealous, wasn’t she?

Jenny: Yes, she was.

Sophie: I don’t understand why you’re doing this. I thought you couldn’t even stand me.

Jenny: Should I just have left you like that? You were, you were totally high...anything could have happened.

Sophie: Thank you. Really. 

Jenny: It’s ok, Sophie. (Jenny gives Sophie's hand a small squeeze while passing her by)

Sophie: Why are you doing all of this?

Jenny: Maybe because I know what you’re going through.

Sophie: And what am I going through? 

Jenny: Partying, having fun, having everything under control...

Sophie: I do have everything under control!

Jenny: Sophie, I used to party as much as you! I thought that everything was great, everything was fun...But at some point suddenly nothing was fun anymore! Still I couldn’t stop. Gosh, Sophie, I was totally high! At some point I only had those f**king drugs left on my mind!

 

 

[Pestalozzi, hallway]

 

Helena: How was your lesson going today? Did the two of them calm down again? 

Teacher: Not really yet.

Helena: Send them to my office after the lesson, please. 

Teacher: I’ll gladly do that. 

 

Ben: (On the phone, making sure Helena listens) My Precious! Ok, uhm, sounds great. Of course. I’ll, uhm, be careful that nobody will see me...Boiler room. O-Ok, uhm, the boiler room is great. Cool, I’m, uhm, looking forward to you. (kiss)

 

 

[Chulos’]

 

Sebastian: Henning is a good friend. And if he says the bar is running well then it is. He offered me the manager job.

Miriam: You want to leave Cologne? Or...

Sebastian: Not me, Miriam. The two of us together! We’ll start over. Just the two of us! We wouldn’t really risk anything and would have sunshine, a beach and relaxation from now on.

Miriam: Sorry? You did think about me having a daughter for a second, right?

Sebastian: Of course, Lara will come with us! 

Miriam: No, of course not! I mean, her father lives here, she goes to school here. Say, how did you picture all of that? 

Sebastian: It will all work out. The question is only if you want to or not!

Miriam: Emigrate? To Costa Rica? 

Sebastian: Yes! 

Miriam: No! (YES!)

Sebastian: No? (NO?)

Miriam: I like Cologne. My family is here. I...got a job that I like. So...

Sebastian: It didn’t sound like this earlier.

Miriam: Gosh, Sebastian, just because I had an argument with Frank doesn’t mean that I want to drop out of all of this. 

Sebastian: I understand.

Miriam: Vacation...in Costa Rica...would gladly do that. Emigrate..No...No way.

Sebastian: Too bad. I thought you were more adventurous. 

Miriam: Sorry, but I’ve got to go. 

(Geez, Cologne must really be the shizz...)

 

[Pestalozzi, boiler room]

 

Flashback

 

Helena: You, on the other hand, are having an affair with a student.

 

/Flashback

 

(Helena goes down to the boiler room hoping to catch Ben and Bea making out there. When entering the room she gets locked in by Ben.)

 

Ben: You got fooled!