Menzinger, an easy-going mechanic, is appointed as a juror by the Munich District Court. With no way to avoid the assignment and no possibility of negotiation with recently transferred judge, Dr. Julia Kellermann, Charlie reluctantly resigns himself to his fate. Instead of continuing in his life as a mechanic, lying under old Italian sports cars of his friend Xaver, Charlie quickly realises that his new position offers certain advantages. His time as a lay judge, however, may change him more than he could imagine.
Opening a pub in a dusty dump with virtually no choice. Only one drink, only one dish and only one song. Does that sound like a good idea? In Munich, the city with gastronomic abundance? Probably not. Nevertheless, two casual acquaintances have exactly this business idea and put it into practice in upscale Munich, in the middle of the chic crowd. The Munich commercial film director Augustin is thrown out because he hasn't paid the rent. Together with the unsuccessful Austrian writer Roland, whom he doesn't really like, he moves into his grandmother's former restaurant. The two men decide to reopen the pub. Although they only serve sausages and schnapps, they are surprisingly successful. But the landlord has other plans.
While dealing with a burnt-down house, smelly diapers and brutal lack of sleep, a Lower Bavarian police officer faces his worst adversary: cholesterol.
When a hilariously dull policeman moves in with his best buddy in Munich, he has to deal with scandals, a corpse — and potential marriage.
The show #HarrydieEhre is the second programme of the successful comedy breakthrough Harry G and was recorded live in winter 2017 at the sold-out Circus Krone in Munich. Wannabes and trends are the target of his programme, he dissects them without regard for losses as passionately as unabashedly and does not stop at his audience in the process. Is brunch a man's job? Meat or vegetables? Single or in a relationship? Which dating portal? Harry G answers all these questions and many more openly, honestly and... very subjective. If you think you're cool because you own rollerblades, run to theme parties in white clothes or post your food on Facebook, you're wrong: Here he will be proven wrong.
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