Who says that 60 is old? Certainly not Anne, Eddi and Johannes. They are around 60, can't afford much, so they simply recreate their old student flat share. Everything should be just like it used to be: sitting around the kitchen table late into the night drinking wine, philosophising about God and the world while listening to old hits. But the new flatmates haven't taken the other residents into account. Because above the three students from back then live three students from today. And they're not interested in having fun. They're swotting for their exams and need peace and quiet – not funny, loud 60-year-olds who don't follow the rules. It doesn't take long before the two generations are at each other's throats.