BOY: Wake up.
JONAS: Dear father...
...I like joining you on your ship.
I hope you like it too.
Sometimes I feel a little trapped.
Like I am in the army.
I regret that I am at boarding school and only see you on weekends.
I love going on a holiday with you, working and sailing.
...I can't really see you but you're always on my mind.
I do miss you.
I don't like that you're in prison now.
Starting tomorrow I am always going to think about you.
Too bad you couldn't come to Mom's birthday party.
I am learning Turkish now...
...so I could speak to Mother.
You certainly have forgotten about me.
I hope everything goes well.
I miss you, Ergün.
[BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
JONAS: I regret that I didn't see you on your birthday.
It was nice of you to call two days later.
BOY: What's your dad's name? -44.
BOY: What's your dad's name?
I am a little bit sad that I can't see you.
BOY: What's your dad's name? -Rudy.
BOY: What? Rudy? Rudy! But you know that!
Rudy. Happy birthday!
I hope you'll be happy for a very long time.
BOY: Happy birthday! -It's done.
BOY: Happy birthday!
Happy birthday from our group!
Rudy, I wish you a Happy birthday!
Shut up, Brance!
You are a pussy.
Okay, Rudy! You get my best wishes.
I am going to kick your ass!
MAN: Do you want grass or air?
MAN: Like this?
BOY: A little bit more grass.
Yeah, that looks good.
[SPEAKING IN TURKISH]
Seven, eight, nine.
Ten, eleven, twelve.
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.
Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen.
JONAS [IN DUTCH]: I get why you want to be at sea so bad.
I think I want to live in a house instead of a ship.
Hopefully you don't mind.
See you soon. Love, Jonas.