The buddies Maik is hanging out with, basically just complain that something has to change. But nothing happens. Until someone arrives, who can make things happen. Micha. He knows what’s up and who’s to blame for the misery. And he is willing to sacrifice for his conviction. One of his victims resisted, so Micha sat in jail for three years. “But the system with its filthy justice can’t break us, just like it can’t give us any hope!” Micha sees Maik’s potential. “Man, you’re pretty smart; don’t you see what’s going on in this country? You don’t have to put up with that – we can use people like you!”
Micha feels that it’s time to take a stance. The bus stop becomes the nationally liberated zone of Dörrwalde. Liberated by Maik personally. Micha is proud of him. Micha gets him work. A few days later, Micha says Dörrwalde is just the beginning and tonight the Döner kebab stand is due. Maik did not hesitate very long. “After 20 minutes the thing was on fire, it was party time!”
The party is over and Maik now has plenty of time to think. He got three years for arson, assault and sedition. But Micha doesn’t abandon him. “You’re one of us”, he writes, while Maik sees the first crocuses breaking through the snow looking from behind the cell bars. The snow thaws, spring comes and goes, the letters stop coming in. “Micha needs guys who have something to offer, not losers like you!”, he learns the hard way.