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HIGH TIDES
Alex?
Alex, are you awake?
Hurry up, will you. We'll be late.
Yeah, I'm coming!
We have a board meeting. Everyone will be waiting.
WHERE ARE YOU? HELLO! WHERE ARE YOU?
Jesus.
Who the hell is that?
So... Nobody has to know, okay?
Sure.
Christine?
Eleonore. How are you?
Fine, yeah.
Not bad, a place like this next to the golf course.
I brought the new portfolio.
I completely forgot. I'm sorry. Truly. Come on in.
I'm so sorry. It's been a terrible day already.
I have to leave with Alex and I can't be late.
And Patrick is here.
And apparently everybody decided not to be available today.
I really put it in my calendar. I'm sorry.
An iPhone calendar just doesn't work for me.
Don't worry, honey. I can come back in the afternoon.
You probably haven't seen him yet. Shocking, right?
-I did. At the wedding. -Oh, right.
Could you maybe stay with him?
Sorry?
Melissa can't come and I can't leave him alone.
And if I have to put him in the car, I'll be late. Can't you work from here?
-Is this one of your fucking games? -Excuse me?
Christine, my husband is paralyzed. I'm running a 1.5-billion-euro company.
Do you think I have time to play "fucking games"?
-Mom, are we leaving then? -I've been waiting for a while, mister.
I would really appreciate it. It won't take long.
Thank you, you're an angel. Take what you need.
Alex, your shirt is wrinkled. Put a jacket on.
-Put that jacket on over it. -Do I have to?
Come on. We're late already.
Fuck!
Fuck. Fuck!
-Everything's gone. -Then quit.
Daan, I can't quit. I need the money.
That's bullshit.
You can work in a bar or a clothing store, or a circus, for all I care. We'll manage.
Daan, Knokke will be deserted again soon.
How many pictures of empty streets are you going to sell?
Sorry, not interested.
What? Are you running off again? Am I not good enough again?
-I won't sleep in a drug den every night. -Then what will you do?
I'll figure it out.
Let me guess. It's...
It's blonde.
And it's traipsing around, treating everyone as her plaything.
My mom's, I was thinking of going there.
You can come too.
See?
Don't bother anymore.
Your call is being processed.
-Good morning, can I help you? -Yes, could you open the gate, please?
You have to insert your card, sir.
"Have to." We don't have a card. I'm Eleonore Vandael.
Okay, no problem. Vandael, one or two words?
Vandael, the company you're working for.
I work for Flanders Security, ma'am.
-Vandael, one word. -Thank you, one moment.
-I can't let you in, ma'am. -Excuse me?
You're not in the system.
I am the system. Let me in.
-Jesus. Cow! -Cow?
-Are you serious? -She's just doing her job.
Either she's screwing with us or she's simple.
-What are you doing? They're waiting. -Get out. I'll park around back.
Well...
Hey! Dude, beat it. Come on!
What? You can get through.
Idiot!
Hey!
Goddammit.
Hi, everyone. Sorry we're late.
We were next-door, I didn't know it was at La Rรฉserve. Maurice.
Alright...
Patrick.
What happened?
We had a great time together, didn't we?
Do you ever think about me?
Did you just answer?
Is that a yes?
Does anyone know?
Both buildings have been sold to Plannix.
Patrick wanted to procure two new acquisitions with those profits.
The first one has been finalized, and we're just starting with the second.
Maurice, you have the proposals for the second acquisition.
Yes, yes.
So, the two...
The two companies that Patrick wants to acquire this year
-are CoolPool and Attibo. -Sorry, I have to use the restroom.
We already have an agreement with CoolPool. That went quite smoothly.
But Attibo is giving us a hard time.
-Are you negotiating already? -Yes.
So you have an irresistible urge to eat flour and uncooked rice.
Yes, or uncooked pasta.
Raw potatoes. Salt.
Do your parents know?
Yes. I'm no longer allowed in the kitchen.
So you don't go there anymore?
I do, during the night.
Or I eat dirt from the garden.
-Or paint chips. -Inventive.
Are you still taking your medication every day?
-Definitely. -We're still serious about this, right?
Absolutely.
So we'll see each other again in two weeks?
You didn't enjoy the wedding, did you?
I thought so.
Are you angry at Eleonore for taking you?
You'd like to get your hands on her, wouldn't you?
Hey.
Something amazing is happening in that brain of yours.
Patrick, I have to ask you something.
Is it true you fell down the stairs?
Patrick, did you fall down the stairs?
-Hello, everyone. -Ma'am.
Don't get up.
-Where is Alexander? -In the restroom.
Alright...
I wouldn't want to see 55 years of hard work go to waste. Agreed?
Maurice and I have already talked about Attibo,
and I suggest we play hardball, as we've always done.
My dear Alexander. Here's your first business lesson.
You snooze, you lose.
So, Maurice...
Here you go, you brat.
The five people in front of you own 24 percent of the shares.
Mr. Patrick Vandael 25 percent.
And the remaining 51 percent are still in my hands.
You will see me at every board meeting from now on.
Or my representative, Thomas.
I suggest that we meet tomorrow, so you can read my proposal
and ask the right questions.
Goodbye.
Shit.
-Lou? -Hi!
Hey.
-Hello. -Hi, Louise.
What's the Big Bad Wolf doing here?
Louise, Jean-Jacques. Jean-Jacques, Louise.
-Nice to meet you. -Hello.
She has a lot to tell you. Well, ladies, I'll leave you two alone.
-See you, love. -Ciao.
-Daan, hey. -Hi, Mom.
Hey.
Come in.
Come.
Now I can show you where I live.
Remember when we googled the craziest psychiatric cases?
-What was it called? Cotard's syndrome? -That's when you think you're dead.
-Yeah. And the alien hand syndrome. -I made that woman believe I have pica.
-No! -I swear.
What's your favorite? Hair or coins?
I really like flour, dirt, and, if I'm really hungry, paint chips.
-And she believes you? No. -Yes.
I've really missed this. We used to be like this all the time.
Jacqueline.
Jacqueline! Come on.
Going up against each other in a meeting is really unprofessional.
I'm here for Alexander.
And for my company. Listen.
Grandpa and I always thought you would succeed your father.
Were we wrong about you?
I don't know, Bonmamie.
Your father's entire life revolved around the company.
And your mother's revolved around herself.
Which one are you?
It's time to turn your life around, Alexander.
I'll inform you tomorrow.
Unbelievable.
You're in the snake pit now, all alone. Mother won't be there to hold your hand.
You should grow up, or you'll prove your father right.
How are you and Alex? I saw you guys dancing at the wedding.
Alex is toxic. He's part of everything bad around here.
Yeah, well, maybe we all are.
Is this what they're paying you to keep quiet?
So it's over between you two?
There's also Daan.
Hey. Are you okay?
Mom, I...
I want to leave this place.
Hey.
Those are some strong mood swings, sis.
You didn't stop taking your medication, did you?
No.
-Keep taking it, okay? -Yeah.
We can almost leave. Just a little longer.
I met someone. He's going to help me.
He's not like the rest, he's normal.
Mom, please.
This family is sick.
Come here.
Do you remember that song?
-Mom hated that song. -So what?
Mom, they get away with everything, even murder.
Look.
BALANCE 300,649.38 EUR
My new bank account.
-With 300,000 euros. -Yes.
Another 100 K and we can buy a house like Grandpa's.
With everything we need, in the Netherlands.
And if I play my cards right with Thomas, I'll kill two birds with one stone.
And if that doesn't work?
Eleonore already paid me this to keep quiet, so...
But she can't tell me anything about Claudia.
You're not yourself anymore.
We are not ourselves anymore.
Look at us.
We've barely spoken for a month.
I just can't let go of Claudia yet. Not yet.
-Two more, please. -Sure.
Hey.
-Where were you? -Here.
What the fuck, Margaux? Yesterday.
At home.
Alex is my best fucking friend, alright?
And what are you to him? He doesn't care, not about you, nor about Louise.
You're my girlfriend, Margaux.
I don't belong to anyone, Matti.
And I'm done with everyone walking all over me.
If you saw me with Alex, you should've said something.
You didn't because you're scared of him.
You'd rather lose me than insult Alex Vandael.
Where are you going?
-Hey. -Hey.
Hello.
WANT TO GO BOATING WITH MATTI, VICTOR AND ME?
I thought they were all sick.
I have to go to work.
That's great. I'm proud of you.
Very proud.
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL
I got bored, he had no substance.
-Take your time, Daan. -I'm trying.
I think I'm done with guys my age.
You want an old man? They don't get better with age.
They don't? I would do Angelique.
-Matti, what the fuck? -Disgusting.
Good afternoon.
What are you doing here?
Hi.
Very fancy, Alex.
Someone has to work.
Daan's here again.
Are you coming to take pictures?
Leave him alone.
What?
-I'm gonna take off. -What?
-Sorry, guys. -Why?
Why do you think?
-Listen, Matti... -I thought we were friends, Alex.
You're a fucking narcissist, just like your dad.
What?
What did you say?
A fucking loser.
-Alex! -Calm down, man.
Easy.
You think you can get away with anything.
Everyone here thinks you're a fucking loser.
Hey!
-What's wrong with you? -What did you do?
Are you alright?
Everything okay?
-What the fuck, man? -Are you okay?
Victor. Victor, come on!
Yeah...
Lou!
Daan!
-Go away. -Wait!
Daan.
Do you think that's normal? How you treat each other?
I know.
Is that what you want?
No.
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