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My name is Adam De Raeve.

62 years old.

Professional intellectual.

But after a few stubborn choices,
wisely changed jobs,

to full-time dumb ass.

Now shower, please.

Adam?

Come on, he's here.

RADIO:A very good morning,
welcome to Radio...

That's Geert, my son.

A warm heart.

Just like everyone else looking
for that little bit of affection.

Ah yes, that's my...
That's Vera, my love. So...

Your love?

We haven't known each other that long, have we, sweetie?

From last week.

Are you cold, daddy?

No, no. No.

Thanks for coming to get me.

I brought grapes.

I thought... They were in the exit.

I've already tasted them.

Thanks.

Yes, yes.

Put it inside.

Geert is not an intellectual

and so he still has a house.

My last refuge.

Uh, where do we think
we're going?

You know where I'm going.

You're not going anywhere.
- Yes. Mom lets me.

I don't care, you're 14.
- 15.

You have to be 16.
- My body is 18.

That's not commensurate
with your mind.

Hehe.

HORN

Lotte!

Lotte, you're not getting in that car like that.

Do you have your earplugs in?

LOTTE KRIJST

Shit.

And now his wallet.

Look.
And you'll be home at eleven, okay?

You're much nicer than mom.

Much nicer than mom.

Chantal.

It's all the way up there.

Yeah, so yeah...

Look, there you go.

Uh, I also have...
There are clothes in that closet over there.

I washed them.

Yes, thanks.

Good. Yes, dad, of course I have to...

Sure, yes, but yes.

Okay.

Ah yes, daddy...

Of course you do what you want, but
try to keep a low profile...

Manneke, you're not going to know
that I'm here.

Yeah.

Boo!
- Aah!

What's left for me:
a room of four by four.

A worn-out couch.

And the sad late-night movie
'Pikant gevrij in de Alpenwei'.

Is it psychological or physical?
I don't know.

But I can't move a damn thing anymore.

Yes, dad! Can't you make it a bit quieter?

Annelies is sleeping next door, right?

What's that?

It wasn't long

before I had the uneasy feeling
of being a stranger

in the house
of my own flesh and blood.

No matter what door I opened...

SHE SCREAMS

Come on! Get outside.

...it was the wrong one.

The only bright spot
in my lifeless existence...

...is Anneliesje.

Four years.

A cute latecomer
from Geert and his ex Veronique.

Yes. Annelieske, put on your coat.

Hehe.
- But come on, dad. Come on, come on.

Can't you really do anything?
I really don't have time for this.

Do something for once.

Here.

Green for the cans.

Yellow for the glass.

Glass: yellow.

G-G. Is that so difficult?

Green also starts with a 'g'.

Yes, Professor. An IQ
of 143, but where is your house?

Where is your house? Ah.

Wow.

Hehe.

Hohoho.

Hahaha.

* The old me came to town

* And I sat beside him
at a seaside bar

* Slipping through his hands
was your photograph

* As he let go of everything he knew

*I still feel
like I'm letting go of you

*I still
feel like I'm letting go of you

*Those were the days

*But something was wrong

*I looked you in your face

*And told you my love...*

Joey, my man.

It's for my rheumatism, doctor.

* I chased love like a younger man

* I tried to find someone
to make me right *

Want to pull too?

* You emptied me
of everything I got *

Comrade, one step closer
and you'll be shitting broccoli for a whole week.

Haha.
- Really, he'll be shitting broccoli.

Haha.
- Haha.

Hahaha.

It was the first time
we laughed together.

We clicked.

And I was instantly Bompa Cool

and I became a great friend of Fenne,

Wilma, Mare Tiptop
and Benteke Blauwoog.

And when Geert ventured on
another hopeless internet date...

Hahahahaha.

...the boys joined in.
A great mix for a party.

DANCE MUSIC

Followed by the apotheosis.

Veronique.

Don't risk it, okay?

Look, right?

Wow.

Lotte.

Really.

Veronique?

Veronique.

That's not normal
what happened?

It was my dad.

Yes, man.

Be glad you're away from there.

Do you know...

...that I've been wondering
all my life

if you're my real father?

Because know well, right daddy...

...if it turned out that I was
from the milkman or the postman,

that I wouldn't even
mind it that much.

Please, don't exaggerate...
- A gastric lavage!

That girl is five years old!

Let me explain.
- Are you going to explain?

You can always explain, right?
But where has mom been for twenty years?

In the cemetery.

You are no longer welcome
in our home. Voilà.

And then...

Then came the decay.

I slowly feel nothing anymore.

No pain.

No fear.

No regrets.

Nothing but resignation and peace.

Is this death?

Or is it that last piece of
space cake that does its job?

SOMEONE IS BREATHING WITH DIFFICULTY

SOMEONE IS KNOCKING

Hello, Mr. De Raeve.

I'm Dr. Verplancke.
How are you feeling?

Relatively.

Relatively good or bad?

Compared to him there, very good.

You still have your sense of humor.
Good.

The symptoms you showed,
looked like a heart attack,

but it was secondary fibromyalgia
in the chest.

Hence the sudden muscle pain
in the heart region.

Take a deep breath.

And exhale.

Aren't you going to exhale anymore?

Take comfort.
No one has ever succeeded.

As a professor of medical
sciences, you should know that.

Knowledge is transient.

It doesn't matter.

Ah yeah?
- Mhm.

Two years of molecular genetics
and two years of cardiovascular.

Come on.

I did something right after all.

Adam de Raeve?

Oh, sorry, doctor.

No, I'm done.

Professor.

Mr. De Raeve.

I'm Sylvie from the CAW.

I have the papers with me
for your admission.

What kind of admission?

Homeless shelter Geraardsbergen.

That's a mistake. I'm staying
with my son, Geert De Raeve.

Your son came to register you
yesterday.

Yes, sorry.

If you would like to sign here,

you will be assured of a place
after your hospital stay.

I will not sign anything.

Your signature please.

Yes, okay.

I'll let you think about it
for a while.

See you later.

I'll come back when it's
ten degrees outside, sir.

It can freeze twenty degrees.

I'd rather have
primary 'fibromyalgia'.

Hahaha.

HE IMITATES SHORTNESS OF BREATH

Mr. De Raeve, you haven't eaten
for two days.

I have a present for you.

A present from Lotte.

Leave that alone.

Dearest Bompa Cool,

I heard you'll be back to your old self soon.

Partying in the basement
won't be possible anymore...

I look forward to
seeing you again.

I never knew you.

I never wanted to know you.

But I have, thanks to you,
learned a lot about myself.

I recognize myself in you
and I find that reassuring,

as strange as that may sound.

Dad is still angry.

As you know,
time heals many wounds.

See you soon.
- Lots of love, and see you soon.

Lotte.

PS: Anneliesje misses the chocolate beards.

But no, I don't want that.

I know from research that the...
- Ta, ta, ta, ta...

Okay, we'll come back
later. Okay?

Professor.

No inspiration?

I'm waiting.

For what?
- For something alive.

Ah, like that?

You can sit over there.

Yes, but I don't have time.

Draw your roommate.

I said: Something alive.

Shame on you.

Sit there. Now.

Immediately.

Required in the name of science.
- Yes?

Yes, if conventional medicine
fails,

the attending physician must turn to
alternative medicine.

So I have no choice?
- No.

Come.

I'll give you two minutes of
alternative medicine.

I'm not posing, okay?
I'm just filling in some details.

Yeah!
- Wow.

Two minutes...

And the rest?

What do you mean, the rest?
- The rest of the body?

I only draw nudes.

Hahaha.

But I don't have time now.

I still have to mow my lawn.

But I can free myself
tonight.

At eight o'clock sharp.

Professor De Raeve, I didn't know
you were such a player.

Professor, professor...
Adam please.

Adam, yes.

How, yes, Adam, yes.

What's your name?

Eva? Hahahaha.

Just a snake and an apple,
then we can be ashamed forever.

Twelve past eight.

Agreed.
- Hahaha.

Well, Adam...

The results of the tests are
fine. You've fully recovered.

Your heart rate is at a normal
rhythm. I don't hear any murmurs anymore.

And I see no problem
with discharging you today.

What?

You can go home.

Congratulations.

It was a pleasure,
Professor.

Wow.

You can have my house.

As long as you find it necessary
to live there.

Excuse me?

On three conditions.

Condition one: you keep it clean
as you find it.

Living with you?

Do I look so pathetic perhaps?

Of course you have other
options, such as the CAW.

Condition two:

In fourteen days there will be
the final of the Golden Rodin.

We win that quiz.

Who says I can quiz?

1984.

Adam De Raeve.

Fourteen episodes
in 'The IQ Quiz'. Does it ring a bell?

That wasn't me.
- You certainly were.

You threw me out.

Ah?

Sorry, right? Learn to live with it.

The home address is
on that blue 'plastic'.

Sint-Blasius-Boekel?

Is that in Holland?

But no.

The Flemish Ardennes.

I can't get there.
- My car key is hanging there too.

I'm in the parking lot downstairs.

What is that third condition?

I'll tell you later.

Magdalena comes every Wednesday evening.

She doesn't have to clean this week.

You pay her,
but you don't let her in.

You don't let anyone in.

Any questions?

Magdalena?

And as for my car,
you don't drive faster than thirty.

Ah.

SOMEONE IS RANGING THE BELL

Come on, Jacques. Oh, pardon.

You're the cleaning lady?
- Cleaning lady? Me?

Yeah, but maybe
my way.

It's okay, Patrick.

Come on, it's
a duo again today, I see.

Is he in the pool yet?

I love coming here, don't I?

You know, when I was little...

The princess had
a thousand beautiful dresses.

And she was the happiest girl
in the whole world.

But one day my stepdad
came to play with me.

He always wanted to play the frog

he turned into a prince
when I kissed him.

Heeheehee.

Ooh, wonderful.

Well, well, well.

What's your actual name?

Marcel.

Marcelleke, you're not afraid
of me, are you?

Hihihihi.

Come on, come on.

I've never experienced that before.

Is the water a little too cold?

No, no, no.

Wait, I'll...

No, no, never mind.
It's friendly.

Ah good.

Can I stay another half hour?

Otherwise I have to do
an extra customer.

It's fine, yes.

Hihihihi.

You know, if Michel's operation
is successful, then we'll get married.

What is he being operated on for?

Ah, I'm not allowed to say that, right?

Professional secrecy.

Wait, I have another surprise
for you.

Okay. Have you been having this problem for a long time?

Yeah, I don't know, uh...

A year.

Do you use any aids
to stimulate your erection?

Ooh.

Yes...

Now, the symptoms you indicate,
can indicate physical complaints,

but they can also be the result
of psychological problems.

We're going to have to feel in any case.

There, here you go.
- Thank you.

Bye.

Here you go.
- Thank you. Prostatidil.

There you go.
See you later, bye.

Hey.
- Bye, Christine.

Your order is ready.
I'll go get it.

Ah, professor.

Ah, doctor.

Did the doctor say how many pills
to take per day?- No.

But it's okay.

It's important to know...
- No, no, never mind.

Is it for a prostate enlargement
or for erectile dysfunction?

Well, it's for both.

Hehehe.

There, that's for you.

Thanks, Christine.
- See you later. Bye.

Professor.
- Doctor.

SOMEONE IS RANGING THE BELL

Michel? What are you doing here?

I live here.

I'm not allowed to let anyone in.

We're going to win the quiz, right?

I didn't see anything.

And tomorrow we're going to start
with a clean slate.

The god of love?

Eros.

The god of the seven seas?

Zeus.

Poseidon.

The god of wine?

Dionysus.

The god of warfare?

Hades.

Hades?

That is the god of the dood.
Focus, man.

That's not a size 43, is it, buddy.

Are you going to keep nagging?

Yeah, but wait, Michel.
Wait, just a minute.

X and Y have the same denominator.

Hey.
- I hear you.

Yeah. If X is equal to
the square of four...

...and Y...

Look at that.

...is equal
to the square root of eight,

then B is equal to the sum
of sixteen times...

Eight.
- Yes!

Yeah, but, hey, hey!

Goddammit.

Shit, man.

Does that happen here too?

The Exmoor ponies.

The last wild horses
of Flanders.

Come on, boy.

That's exactly here, just...

That's the Tuscany of Flanders.

Exactly.

Ah, I didn't know that.

One more week
and you'll be living here, man.

I don't think so, I'm more of a
city person, but you're right,

you shouldn't go to Tuscany
to relax.

I'm getting a little hungry.

I can't place it.

Carine?

Taste.

Cinnamon.

Cinnamon. Remember, now.

...celestial body in our solar system.

Which planet occupies this place
now?

Neptune.

The correct answer was
A, Neptune.

Sure.
- Everyone knows that.

What is the name of the lead singer of
Creedence Clearwater Revival,

who went solo after the breakup?

In 2007 he was still seen
at Rock Zottegem.

John Mayor.

No, that was twenty years later.

John Fogerty,
'The old man down the road'.

The answer was B, John Fogerty.

Hey Michel, take notes, okay?

Yeah, yeah.

For you at home
we have one last question.

Ah, here it comes.

Anna O. was the patient
of Josef Breuer.

She suffered from hysterical attacks.

She was later used as a study case

in Sigmund Freud's book
'Studies on hysteria'.

Anna O. was her pseudonym,

but what was her real name?

First work tomorrow,
to the library.

Library?
I'll google that real quick.

No way.
I want to read that book all the way through.

You go to the library then.

I have to go in tomorrow.

Ah? How long?

Not long.

Wow.

Professor De Raeve?

Ah, Doctor Verplancke.

Yes, right. Only naked.

Huh?

Yes, no. I'm mainly
interested in the colors.- Haha.

How are you? You're living
with Baron Brouckaert now?- Yes.

We're a couple now.
- Aah. Is he here?

No, no. He makes our bed.

I see.

Ah. Coetzee?

Good choice.
- Do you think?

'Daylight Saving Time', 'Waiting for the
Barbarians', magnificent.- Aha.

A well-read man. Looking for something?

Well, I'm looking for the maiden name of
Anna O. in a book by Freud.

Bertha Pappenheim.
- How do you say?

Bertha Pappenheim,Josef Breuer's patient.

But that's it, yes.

'Studien über Hysterie'.
The book is just around the corner.

Yeah. Wow, man.

Michel will be pleased.

You're welcome. Give him lots of love.

I will definitely...

I have to hurry.
- Yes, of course. Excuse me.

Absent-minded professor.

Smart doctor.

Here you go.

Bertha Pappenheim.

But, Geert...

Hello, dad.

How did you know I live here?

Well...

How are you, little man? Everything okay?

Ça va, ça va.

And the children?

Yes, everything is now
back to normal.

Uh, Lotte has a boyfriend now.

And Anneliesje?

He has a drug problem now.

Come on, are you drinking?

No, no, no.

I'm going to pick up Annelies from school.

I actually just came to see
how you were doing.

Alive and kicking.

Simple Minds.

Yeah.

Uh, say, man,
from last time...

Lotte gave this to me.

She wanted me to give this to you.

And I also want you to know, Dad,

if you're in the area,
you can always stay with me.

I made your bed.
The sheets are washed.

That's no problem at all.

Thanks, boy.

Come on. Uh, take care, okay?

Michel, thanks.

Yeah, boy.

Well?

Your thoughts
were no longer there.

Peace in the heart
is peace in the mind.

Now we can quiz.

Here.

Bertha Pappenheim.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come on, sit down.

No, I won't sit down.
- Then stay there.

What was that problem with your wife?

What did he tell you?

That he has a very hard time
forgiving you everything.

Do you know about immunotherapy?

Pf, yes.

I invented that.

Yes, I do.

Man, I was sure of myself.

I was not heard by the Order of Physicians.

Hehe, the Order.

It's even worse.

I was banned
from doing any further research.

And then my wife got sick.

Very sick.

She urgently needed chemo.

And I was able to convince Matilde,
much against Geert's wishes,

to secretly apply my therapy to her.

What do you advise, comrade?

Fourteen days later
she was cured, right.

Nothing to see,
on any scan.

Wow, the place was too small.

And I to the Order,
like a riled-up bull.

I shit that gang out there
for conservative bastards.

Murderers.

That was my last word
at that general meeting.

But then, Michel, fate
has turned against me.

Matilde has relapsed.

Boy, how fast she was healed.

I tiredt have made a mistake,
but I don't know which one.

I searched, didn't I, friend.
Day and night.

Without result.

A month later we
buried our buddy.

But yes, the Order
didn't leave it at that, you know.

Now I was the murderer.

Sure.

They sued me.

I lost everything.

My money, my title, my wife.

And my son.

Hehe.

Ah, you think that's funny?

Adam.

It's unbelievable

how parallel our lives run.

Aah.

But...

Ouch!

Ouch.

Ouch.

Argh.

Ouch.

Michel?
- Help me.

Aargh.

Aargh. That syringe.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Come on, come on.

Ooh.

Aargh.

Adam?

Tomorrow.

The devil...

He can't win, right?

No way, huh.

What did he do to you?

He took my wife
and my daughter...

He made
our lives
a living hell.

That's what devils
usually do, right?

But tomorrow is my last chance,
Adam.

He doesn't stand a chance.

I'm in.

It's been so long...

...since I've had a real friend.

I can't tell the time either.

What are we going to do tomorrow?

We're going to shamelessly humiliate him.

The sweet taste... of revenge.

Thanks.

One, two, one, two, three.

Ah, Michel.

Frederik.

Nice to see you again.
Long time ago.

Yes.
- Are you coming to support?

Hey.

Wow, Michel.

And?
- Adam.

Nice to meet you.
Are you prepared?

You can't prepare.

No, no, of course not.

Good. Good luck then, okay?

Let me know where you ended up.

You'll see me standing there, right?

Yeah, yeah, that's a good one.

Okay, briefing.

Huh?
- Quarter past two: The Blazers.

A bunch of fils à papa,

enough every year
for a place in the final.

They've never won.

Quarter past five:
The Fools in Love.

By far the strongest men here,
but uh...

I suspect they're
being bribed by the devil.

And where is the devil?

And what are our names?

The Cliniclowns.

Garçon, two spas please.

And two whiskies.

Attention.

Best quizzers
of South-East Flanders.

We hereby herald
the fiftieth edition of...

...the Golden Rodin.

Spread the word!

Dear erudites
and pseudo-intellectuals,

welcome.

This year is also
a sspecial year,

because among us is
a genius couple.

For two years
they are invincible.

And if they
win this quiz today,

then they will go home
with the Golden Rodin.

Here you go.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Gentlemen and ladies...

A round of applause for The Patriots.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Dear gentlemen of the jury.

Please take your seats.

And may the show begin.

Ai!

Are you okay, Michel?

Hello, dear quiz fanatics.

Alea iacta est.

As usual...

...only one participant
of the three best teams may...

...will continue to compete here
on the podium.

And the three final places
are for...

The Patriots.

Awoe.

And the second ticket goes to...

Diamonds Are
The Girl's Best Friend.

And last but not least, ladies and gentlemen...

The Cliniclowns.

Hahaha.

My work is done, right, buddy.

I don't know, boy.

Come on, Michel, boy.

Come on, buddy.

Michel, if you want me to do it...

You just have to say it, right?

If you would like to do that.

No problem, boy.

I'll finish him off.

Dear people, dear candidates,

the rules of the game are simple.

Whoever can answer three questions correctly first, wins this quiz.

In the Middle Ages, mentally ill people came to Ronse from all
corners.

How long
is this annual Fiertel procession

to which patron saint
can one find healing?

The Fiertel is 32.6 kilometers long.

The saint is Saint Hermes.

That is correct.

0-1-0.

Second question.

In 1568 he was put to death by
an action of the Duke of Alva.

Which nobleman are we talking about here?

Count Lamoraal Van Egmont.

And that is correct, ladies and gentlemen.

0-1-1.

The mattentaarten,
well-known around Geraardsbergen,

appeared for the first time
in a painting

by one of the most famous
renaissance painters.

Give the name of the painter
as well as the name of the canvas.

'The Dutch Breakfast',
Floris Van Schooten.

That's wrong.
AUDIENCE:Ooh.

'The Peasant Wedding'
by Pieter Bruegel the Elder.

That's correct,
ladies and gentlemen.

Holland?

Dear people, incredibly exciting.

Because we are one point away
from the Golden Rodin.

It's 0-1-2.

One of the most beautiful cycling routes
in Belgium

is named after Herman Teirlinck.

What was the first name
of Herman's father?

A second attempt
by De Cliniclowns?

Isidoor.
- That is correct.

Yes, 1-1-2.

After he and Wilfried Nelissen

crossed the finish line almost at the same time,

it was decided for the first time ever

to redo the last kilometre.707

Against which famous Lierdenaar

did Nelissen eventually
win this match?

Serge Baguet.
- That is completely correct, yes.

The score is currently 2-2 between
The Patriots and De Cliniclowns.

So this is probably
the last question, ladies and gentlemen.

Can I have absolute silence now?

One plus one is two.

And even that is relative.

What Bible story proves that one
plus one is more than seven billion?

The parable of multiplication.

Of the multiplication?

The miracle of the five loaves
and the two fish.

And the answer...

...is incorrect.
AUDIENCE:Oooh!

Okay, let me repeat the question.

What Bible story proves that one
plus one is more than seven billion?

I want the answer now.

The story of Adam and Eve.

That's right, ladies and gentlemen.
We have a winner.

Congratulations. Good, Michel.

Congratulations.
- I said it.

I hope you enjoy
your victory.

Well, that is to say,

I expected more resistance.

Hm. You won a battle,
but not the war, mind you.

Oh Eduard, you're not a bad loser, are you?

Good losers are weak creatures.

Voltaire.

Hihihi.

Congratulations, professor De Raeve.

Thank you, Dr. Verplancke.

Satisfied with the price?

Well, let's take a look, see.

Hola.

A gastronomic dinner
for two?

Chic.

For tomorrow night already.

In a rental company
for party supplies?

Ah? But three stars, right.

Hihihi.

An asterisk: The candidate must be
accompanied by female beauty.

That won't be easy.

Whoever is so smart
has just as much power.

Women are afraid of you.

I thought power
is erotic.

Tomorrow evening, Ter Biestmolen.

20 o'clock sharp.

Hey, wait a minute.

It's out of curiosity.

Is it my intelligence
or my pleasant appearance

that convinced you?

The free food.

Hehehe.

Adam, my friend.

You make me
the happiest man in the world.

It will be a struggle, Michel.

It will be a struggle.

Pure art.

And...

Are you going to score tonight?

We're going to eat well anyway.

Do you see her sitting there?

Do you see her sitting there?

Then you definitely see her sitting there.

Upstairs, second room on the right,
first door on the left.

You're not going to go like that, are you?

Are you talking to me?

Are you talking to me?

You have to say it, right?

You know...

You're not an ugly man yet.

Come on, my thoughts, right.

Are you having fun?

Ha, Eva.

You came.
- Yes, I had doubts.

Is it my lifeijd?
- Excuse me?

It's my age, right?

No, no. We lost
a patient this afternoon.

Ooh. Someone old?

A young woman. Hepatic coma.
There was no liver available.

She didn't make it.

Oh. I thought
it was my age.

No, not your age.

If I had any doubts,
it would be your lack of empathy.

Oh, but you get used to it, you know.

Are you drinking something?

Garçon!

Anyway.

Apart from this difficult day, I am...

How should I put this?

...curious about tonight.

Curious?

You're nervous.

For your job interview.

Oh yeah?
And what exactly am I applying for?

For the vacancy of personal
friend of Adam De Raeve.

Personal friend.

I didn't know that.
Otherwise I would have prepared myself better.

Come on, ma'am, briefly. Say:

What are your positive and
negative qualities?- Gee...

That's the kind of questions I get.
- I'm listening.

You can discover my negative sides
yourself, Mr. CEO.

One of the positives is that I
believe in the goodness of man.

Otherwise I wouldn't be here.

Naive, huh.

Oh, you.

Professor? Nice to see you here.

Good evening, Mrs. Verspeeten.

You were admitted
to the hospital, weren't you? - False alarm.

Phew. Enjoy your meal.

Madam.

Out with your daughter?

With your grandma on the court?

But...

He did give the pass.

Mr. De Raeve,
do you have any positive sides?

We'll treat you to a soup
of young asparagus shoots

with Sicilian mozzarella slices.

Thank you. Delicious.

Enjoy.

Thank you.

One last question,
Mrs. Verplancke.

What prompted you to participate in
this job interview?

May I be frank?
- We don't ask for anything better.

I...
I find you an attractive man.

Oh yeah?

Mhm.

And I thought:

I'd like to
spend a night with that one.

Is it true?

Haha! But no, you.

I'm just hungry.
Who's naive now?

Ooh, I already knew from the first sentence.

Yes.
- I could see it in your nostrils.

That's bad
for my application.

You can be sure.

But luckily there are still
your Bambi eyes.

My Bambi eyes?

They paralyze me.

Something sweet at least.

It's a bit small, isn't it.

Just my eyes?
- Just your eyes.

I don't know if you have breasts.

And my poop?

Not seen.

Only your eyes.

Mirrors of your soul.

Now I don't dare look at you.
- That's nothing.

I'll concentrate
on your breasts.

It's okay, you'll have my eyes.

Come here.

For what?
- A bit closer.

Ouch.

Garçon?

What are you planning?

Are you the maître?
- I am.

Can you tell
what color my hair is?

White.

And what color is the hair
in my soup?

Oops, a thousand apologies, sir.

Professor.
- I'll bring a new plate.

Listen.

I have made a reservation here for 14 people on the advice of Baron
Brouckaert.

I hope I don't regret that.
- Professor, madam.

Doctor Verplancke.
- Excuse me.

What you order is
on the house.

That's not necessary.

Professor, we insist.

Good.

That's a nice gesture
and we'll gladly accept it.

You're welcome.

That's the first and last time.
- You wanted free food, right?

Come on, let's drink
to our fantastic evening.

To your bad skin.

Hehehe.

Have you been able to make a choice?

For a starter I'm going
for the marinated kidneys.

And for the main course
the fried liver.

But come on.

What?

Psychopath.

But the strange thing is
with the basilica, as you can see...

The front is completely
built in Romanesque style,

but the back,
we'll go to that in a moment...

...was rebuilt in Gothic style.

And that's actually
because in the...

But come on, damn it.

There you go, here's my little place.

Ah, we're there already?
- Yep.

The day had started off disastrously, but
I still had a good time.

Does that surprise you?

I didn't expect anything else.

Good. Then the quiz prize
is pleasantly digested, isn't it?

I'd like to invite you in,
but I have to get up early.

Yes, but I also have to have breakfast at ten.

Hehe.

See you again?

Without fail.

Do you like a farce?

What?

Do you like a village farce?

Ooh, pff.

Amateurish tinkering.

Tinkering?

You have no sense of eternity
if you haven't seen a farce.

I had a spare ticket
for Saturday, though.

Village farce!

Ooh!

Of course, village farce.

I heard 'ice skating'.

Awesome. Where? When?

Litoziekla, 8 o'clock sharp.

How?

Litoziekla.

Should I write it down?

No, don't insult my intelligence, okay?

I can remember.

See you then.

What are you drawing?

A funeral notice.

Ah.

You don't have to tell me,
about last night.

No, I don't have to tell you anything.

No, no.

It was in the speech.

In the speech?

And now?

We're going to a farce on Saturday.

Ouch, ouch, ouch.

Yeah, boy, I know.

What room is it in?

Latziklota.

Haha, Latzi... Ouch.

Isn't it right?

Litoziekla.

Hahaha. Yes, it is right.

Litozie...

Hahaha.

Sir, can you leave us alone for a moment,
please?

Yes, yes.

Thank you.

Doctor?

Yes?

Doctor, can you tell me more
about Michel's condition?

Are you related?

Almost.

Sorry, I can...

Wait, I can imagine.

Adam De Raeve.

Professor of medical oncology.

I have the impression that we're not far
from portal hypertension, right?

Am I right?

And what do you propose?

Liver transplant?

Professor, I think you should
talk to your friend.

Hey, Michel, how does that work?

Judging by the look on that doctor's face

you'll be under ground in two days.

If there's anything...

I know a few good surgeons.
- Easy, easy.

Do you remember...

...that I was
talking about three conditions?

Yes.

It's time
we started on the third.

I'd like
you to deliver that personally.

Sure.

And may I ask...
- No, you may not ask.

Okay, first work tomorrow.

Today.

Today?

Now, here you go.

Yes, okay.

Good afternoon.
- Bye.

I'm Adam. I was asked
to bring you that letter.

Thank you. And who is that letter from?

Baron Michel Brouckaert.

Wow.

Madam?

Don't open the door, you know.

There's a café down here.

I'd like to talk to you.

Say it.

You're his daughter?

Listen, I don't mean to be rude,

but I don't want
anything to do with my father anymore.

I think everyone
deserves a second chance.

Whatever he did.

My dad killed my mom.
- What?

I don't believe that.

If you don't want to hand over your keys with 2.5 per mille alcohol
in your blood,

you're a murderer.

Ma'am, I don't know
what's in that letter either.

But at least make the effort
to read it.

Good evening. Doctor De Raeve.

Here you go.

Thank you.

No, no, it's taken.

Let's hope it's as good
as last year, huh.

Shhh.

AUDIENCE CHUCKS

HE BURLS

GONG

Behind you.

Look at that.

Come on, behind you.

HE'S SNORING

Lappe, I've got it on my 'flasse'.

Oooh.

A wise man does not seek to
pursue pleasure

but to prevent pain.

Yes, of course, but with a head.

SHOT

Lappe, I'm back
on my 'flasse'.

Are you looking for someone?

Yes, yes, I'm looking for Eva.

Eva has been called away.

Emergency.

Someone with an axe in his head.

Come on.

And did she say anything,
about someone in the audience?

No.

She thought it was very unfortunate that someone
was snoring in the first part.

That doesn't give up, does it?

Hey, Eva.

Adam.

You remember the name?
- Hey.

Let's see if you're as good
at pool.

I'm a girl scout
through and through.

Ouch, ouch, ouch.

Not a scout boy?
- No.

KSA then?

But no.

Walking.
Walking and more walking.

I went to camp once.

In Brakelbos, I think.

We got a fishbone drop,
do you know that?

Fishbone drop,
that was my favorite.

Mine didn't. Whoa, whoa.

After the first bend
I was already wrong.

And then you can never
get it right again.

They found me
totally frozen at night.

I said: Done with the scouts.

And done with herringbone.

I can't even smell or see fish anymore.

Oh, oh, oh, no.

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes!

Hahaha.
- Aah.

Lost to a girl scout.
- Yeah.

What's your job there?

Project leader for a
transplant clinic in Bogota.

Colombia?

Wow, what a promotion.

Do it, okay?

Mhm.

What, you doubt?

Ten years ago I wouldn't have
doubted, but now.

I realize that my life
as a scout girl is over.

After that it was studying.

And then...

...work, education, PhD,
study again, specialize,

operate until...

Until now?

Until now. Yes.

And I miss...

...that now.

Adam, I thoroughly enjoyed
your company again.

Adam?

Yes?

Fancy... the apple?

Psychological or physical.

We'll know in a minute.

DOORBELL

DOORBELL

But...

She too.

Wow.

Maybe a cup of coffee first?

I've got everything.

Come on.

Hola.

Which mountain is that?

The Koppenberg.

Aha.

I'm going to go pull myself loose.

I'll see you upstairs.

HE'S PANTING

Ça va?

Yes.

You don't have any cigarettes?

Come on, we're almost there.

But come on, boy.

Hey, wait a little bit.

Come on, Adam.

There's plenty of room here.

Forget it.

The water is lovely ijk.

That may be good, but I'm not
going into that fishing water.

There are pike in there.
They bite off anything that's hanging loose.

Oh, what's that here?

Do you feel anything yet?
- Yes.

Right on my back.

Come out. Hurry up, come.

Tada.

Hahaha.

Goddammit.
- Come on, into the water.

Men are weak creatures, aren't they?

Ooh.

Aah.

Aah, ooh.

Icy.

Ooh.

Come here so I can warm you up.
- Ooh.

Ooh.

Better this way?

Yeah, that helps.

That helps.
- Ooh.

You're making it damn hard for me,
you know?

What did I do wrong?

For my job.

I have to decide tomorrow.

Tomorrow already?
- Yeah.

Why am I making it hard for you?

Why are you making it hard for me?

Yeah, why are you making it hard for me?

Let me think.

Maybe that's why?

You know what?

No.

Let me freeze for another five minutes...

...and you don't have to decide anything else.
- Shrinker.

Ouch, ouch. Talk about shrinking?

Come on, let me.

I'll call you tonight.

We're going to continue our romance.

But what should I say tomorrow?

Should I go to Colombia or not?

You have to marry me.

You have to do that.

Hehe.
- See you tonight.

Michel, I'm here. What's wrong?

Ah, finally.

What are you wearing your costume?

And?
- What, and?

Did she see her letter?

Yeah, yeah. She saw it, yeah.

Okay. It's time.

What are you going to do?

I don't think that's a good idea.

You're driving.

It's not true, is it?

Help me.
We don't have much time left.

Roos.

Roos isn't here, Michel.

And she's not coming.

How?

She got the letter, didn't she?

Yes, she got the letter,
but she didn't read it.

She tore it up.

Sorry, I should have told you.

That's good.

Then I know what to do.

Yes, with Baron Brouckaert.

Get everything ready.

I'll come right away.

Yes, now.

Adam...

I want to be alone now.

Call me...

...when you're downstairs.

Are you okay, Michel?

AUTO START

Michel?

Oh, damn.

Ah here, Marcelleke.

It's Michel. Come.

We have to go to the clinic.

What's going on?
- Mister De Raeve.

What are you planning to do?

Come outside.

Mr. De Raeve, yes.

Yes?

Michel has chosen
euthanasia.

What?

But you can't allow that, can you?

On the contrary.
I am the responsible doctor.

And what about that liver transplant?

He refused it.

Doctor, is there still a liver
available?

Who is in charge of the database?

Among others, yes.

Doctor, give me one minute.

One minute.

Yes.

Sir, please.

Nancy, come.

Come on, Michel, boy.

You can't do that to me.

Sorry, friend.

The cross is too heavy.

You helped me carry it.

The last few meters.

Thanks.

No, Michel.
You're hallucinating.

I'm not Simon of Cyrene, you know.

I'm Adam.

Adam does not accompany the dying.
He makes people alive.

Do you remember?

More than seven billion.

I can't do it anymore.

You can.

Give me one hour.

One hour.

Eva? Still in the hospital?

Okay.

No, no, no.

Don't go.

I'm here too.

I'll be right over.

Eva, I need you.

I have to go to the operating room.

Is there a liver in the database?

What?
- It's for Michel.

Is there a liver available?

You can't ask me that.

But why not?
There is an organ available.

No, we just rejected it.

Well, reassign it.

I can't do that.

But why not?

The computer is still open.

Michel has just decided against
the donor procedure.

I can't ignore his choice.
- But you know him.

He doesn't want to be saved.

I have to respect that choice.

Doctor, now we really have to...
- Yes, yes.

Adam, Michel has found peace.

Few people can die
in peace. You can't take that away.

I'm sorry.

Goddammit.

Rock 'n' roll, goddammit.

But come on now.

Roos?

What are you doing here?

Roos, listen.
- I'm calling the police.

Here you go.
- One more step.

It's fine.

Here, look.

Geraardsbergen police?

Hello?

Excuse me, I had to
be at the municipal council.

Not here,
my kids are upstairs.

In five minutes at the cafe.

I don't have much time.
The kids are alone.

I want to talk to you
about your dad.

Yes, I got that far.

You didn't read the letter?
- I don't want to read it.

Yes, it's fine.

I read it.

And I'm going to tell you what it says.

Do you have any idea why your dad
started drinking?

Stress at work, I suppose?

Who says?

Our mom.

Look Roos, I'm going to tell you something,

you're not going to like hearing this, are you,
but you have a right to it.

Do you know Eduard,
the jeweler here in the village?

Yes.

Your mother had a relationship with him.

Not true, that's a lie.

More than three years,
it said in the letter.

How low can he stoop?

And your father knew
from the beginning.- Yes.

He didn't dare say anything about it.

He thought: it will blow over.

But three days turned into three weeks.

Three weeks, three months. Eventually
he didn't dare say anything

for fear that he
would lose your mother.

And he couldn't talk about it
with anyone. Not even with you.

And that ate at him.

And then there was that party,

with that reception.

At one point he's looking for your mother.

And he can't find her.

Finally he comes into the garden
and there he sees her with Eduard.

And they are kissing,
hidden behind a tree.

He was cooking
and still he didn't dare say anything.

And he goes inside

and starts getting drunk,
one whiskey after another.

And that's how your mother found him,
dead drunk.

And she starts making a scene
in front of everyone. Even Eduard.

He's laughing about it.

That was all too much for him.

And then he drove home like a maniac,
with your mother.

With the known consequences.

That's what the letter says.

My husband has
filed for divorce.

Ah, sorry. I didn't know that.

He's in a relationship
with a colleague.

Not that I didn't know,
but uh...

I thought it would
blow over...

The apple and the tree.

Why didn't he ever
say anything about it?

Do you have children?

Yes, two.

Did you tell them?

No.

That's something I'll do later.

What do you think?

Isn't it time
to pay a sick visit?

Yes.

Michel.

There's a liver waiting for you,
comrade.

A healthy liver.

With beans.

In tomato sauce.

And with fried potatoes.

What do you think?

Who's your friend here, huh?

Death is my best friend now.

That may all be fine.

But I know someone who needs you
more than death.

Take a look.

Bye, Dad.

I do have, uh...

Come on.

I still need a babysitter, you know,
for the first ten years.

What do you think?

Liver and beans?

Where have you been all these years?

Looking for you, huh, buddy.

Looking for you.

Hi, Roos.

Hello, hello Adam.

Ah , Marcelleke.

It's Adam.

That's my son Geert
and his two guests.

Hello, I'm Roos.

Hello, I'm Geert.

He's also single.
- Come on, dad.

You asked for that.

Look, honey.

Hey, where's your love anyway?

I haven't seen them yet, huh.

She's coming, she's coming.

Has Eva been there yet?

Not seen yet.

He supposedly has a boyfriend.

Ah yes, Eva, I agree again, don't you think?

Would you call me back?

Huh? Dada.

We're going to eat something small downstairs.

Lotte is already a bit hungry.

I'm not hungry.

I want a sandwich with chocolate.

Yes, Anneliesje, when we get home.
- Are you coming?

That's not necessary, dad.

We'll go with our...

It's okay, Geert.

No, thanks. I still have to make a portrait
for Michel's wedding.

Look, it's not working.

Okay.
- Ah yes.

Okay, come on.

I thought:
I'll just take off my shoe.

Marching will do you good.

Don't let some idiot drop his glass at that moment.

A piece of glass flies
right into my shoe.

Yeah, I didn't see that.

I'm putting my foot back in.

Dude, I feel something
cutting in there.

That piece of glass went
to the bone of my heel.

It must be possible
that at that moment the big boss,

the CEO of Synalcoo,

invited me for
a tête-à-tête in his jacuzzi.

Well, I couldn't refuse that.

My reputation was at stake.

Okay, so I with my best smile,
dying in pain,

to that jacuzzi.

I dive under water there
and I do there...

You know it, right Marcelleke.

Yes. Not five minutes later
that water of course blood red.

I didn't see that,
I was under water.

He didn't see it either, he was lying with
his head back enjoying himself.

Like a cat in the sun.

At that moment Sofie Matras
isn't passing by, is she?

That foolish Ghent 'tuute'
starts to shout and rant:

She's biting him off.
She's biting him off.

That woman is going to be shocked.

I'm coming up for air.

My hair is very red.

A bloodbath.

He jumps out of that bath

and not even two meters away
he grabs a post,

with his full weight
right on his tailbone.

I couldn't help laughing.

And five minutes after that
he got in the ambulance.

And I... I lost my job.

No.

It wasn't my day.

Murphy's law.

Who?

Murphy. If something can go wrong,
it will go wrong.

Hello?

Aah?

Is that your 'cookie ten'?

Come and join us,
there's still room.

No, thank you.

Can I speak to the artist?

Yes, of course.

I can easily
stay in bed for another hour.

Magdalena.

But you're lucky.

Mr. Picasso won't let me smoke inside.

Michel can go home tomorrow?

He's doing fine.

I didn't see you yesterday?

I had a check-up yesterday
by Eurotransplant.

Ah, yes?

They wondered how I could have been logged into the
donor database

while I was operating.

I said that I might have
forgotten to shut down my computer.

Then they told me
that during that operation...

...I donated a liver organ
to Michel Brouckaert.

You know...

Up until now I've been hoping
for your innocence.

Naive after all.

What do you want me to say to that?

Michel, that...

It's through him that I know you.

You decided about life and death.

No, Michel decided himself.

After you had already
allocated the liver.

Roos didn't know anything yet.
You gambled.

Yes, I gambled. And won.

My friend's life
is worth gambling.

Gamble all you want,
but not in my name.

You didn't want to.
- I have to respect the patient.

I followed my gut feeling.
- You played God.

Yeah, right. I played God.

I saved someone's life
this week.

EVA SIGH

Sorry, that was over the top.

That same morning I received
a call from UZ Brussels.

They were urgently looking for a donor for
a girl with acute liver failure.

I agreed because I knew
that an organ was available.

Afterwards I was able to explain to the girl
and the parents

that there was no longer an organ
available.

The girl has fallen into a hepatic coma.
She is still fighting for her life.

She is fourteen years old.

That...

I didn't know that.

No, you didn't know that.

Come on!

Woeha.

Yay.

I'm leaving for Colombia on Tuesday.

Hi, Adam.

Wow, this place is
full of flying ants.

I think an ant
crawled into my 'mie'.

Do you have a mirror?

Aren't you coming inside?

No, I'm going to see my son again.

You're still coming over, right?

Sure.

Aah.

There's my princess.

Come here.

Maybe you can help.

Tell me. What's your problem?

Well...

How do you do that,
to mend a broken heart?

Ah, I get it.
Boel with your lover, right?

I only did it to do good.

Yeah, yeah. Everyone says that.

But what should I do?

I would do all the dishes.

And iron the entire laundry basket.

Aah? That's how it works?

Well, maybe I can try that.

And where is my reward now?

You be loning?

Here, that's your reward.

SOMEONE'S KNOCKING

But Michel, please, say.

Here you see.

Mister Flower Power?

Here, do you want to pull too?

SAMEN: It's for my rheumatism,
doctor.

Hahahaha.

Come on, what did I hear?

You played God?

Well.

God in wolf's clothing.

Yeah.

How are you?

Ah, relatively.

Relatively good or bad?

Compared to you, very good.

I came to ask again:
you're coming tomorrow, aren't you?

Are you really going to do that, Michel?

Get married?

My castle has been
freezing for twenty years.

Time for some sunlight,
no?

Yes, I understand that you want to live
in your home.

But do you have to get married for that?

You can...

...just pay Magdalena?

Eduard proposed to her.

Who?
- Eduard, the devil.

He proposed to Magdalena last year.

And she refused.

Ha.

She didn't refuse you.

Tara!

The coup de grace.

Hahaha.

Maybe come a little earlier tomorrow.

Then you can help Anneliesje
bake a cake. Right?

What I also shouldn't forget:

that fourteen-year-old girl
who was in a coma...

She had surgery yesterday
and is doing fine, Eva said.

Hey, Michel.

Is Eva coming tomorrow too?

Oh no. She's leaving for Colombia on Tuesday.

Hold on tight, eh Geert?
- Yeah, yeah.

Are those balloons hanging that well?

Yeah, yeah.

That ladder.

Slide that other ladder
closer.

Yes.

Like this?
- Yes.

A little bit more. Yes.

Ooh, I'll do that.
That weight.

Swing that in.

It's good.

Taratataa!

Taratataa.

What do you think?

Okay, yeah.

I know. Isn't it too tight?

But no. No.

Would you like to carry my train?

Yes, yes, but I have to...

Wait!

Hey, grandpa.

Ah, Lotte.

Hello, Anneliesje.

What are we making?
- Cake.

Can I have a taste?
- Yes.

A little more sugar.

No! Sugar is bad
for the pancreas.

Pancreas?
Who taught you that?

Is Michel here yet?

He'll be here in fifteen minutes.
He's still on check-up.

Ooh, it's okay.

PHONE RINGING

PHONE RINGING

Yes?

Dad, ça va?

That was a really nice service,
huh dad.

It was uh...

Well, there were a lot of people, so...

People were actually
standing outside.

Dad, would you like to put Anneliesje in the bath later?

Because I have to go out with Lotte.

Yeah, come on.

Thanks, right?

Dad, thanks, right?

Oh Michel, goddammit.

Gosh.

No, leave that.

Mom always lets you do that.
- No, you leave it.

Anneliesje?

Annelies, come.

Hey, hey, say.

What's wrong with you?

Hey, bye Geert.

Hey, Roos.

No, no, no.

I'm going to sell you, right?

No, daddy. You can't sell me.

Are you going to be good?
- Yes, yes, daddy.

Yes, but... Hehe.

How are you?
- Good.

It's good to run into you.

I have a bottle of medoc for you
daddy. Would he be okay with that?

Hey.
- Hi Lotte, hello.

Uh, why?

I just want to say thank you, for
everything he did for my dad.

But he doesn't live with us anymore.

Ah?

No, he's uhm...

Anyway, he's back on the streets now,
so...

I tried
to persuade him,

but he absolutely doesn't want to
see anyone anymore, so...

Maybe you can talk to him?
- Lotte.

Yes, otherwise I'll go, right?

You're not going anywhere.
- Mommy won't let me.

But maybe I have
an idea.

Do you have time now?

She's leaving.
- No, we're just in time.

I'm coming.

No, no.
- Yes, mommy lets me.

Hey, bye Eva.

Hey, Roos.

So, ready to go?

Yes, my flight leaves at twelve.

Are you here for me?

No, I'm here for Adam.

Adam's not here.

I know, but I came to talk.

Did he send you?
- No.

He doesn't know I'm here.
But uh...

Eva, things are really not going well
with him.

I have to move on.

You know, Eva, you really
have a nice profession, don't you.

You give people a second chance.

Don't you think everyone
deserves a second chance?

The CAW, Geraardsbergen.

See you later.

You can take a course
in customer service.

I'll find another taxi.

Now shower, please.

Fantastic.

I'll hang them in the cleanest room
in our house.

Colombia is a dangerous country
for a lonely woman.

A bodyguard
is not an unnecessary luxury.

If you feel like it, of course.

I'm not going to do stupid things anymore.
- No.

I'm staying away from your computer.
- You're staying away from everything.

You too?
- No, not from me.

There's something else I need to say.

Ah?

Remember... our first night?

I guess.

I'm pregnant.

What?

Hahahaha.

But, you bad skin.

Come on, come on, off my property.

Aah, no, no. I'm afraid of heights.

Magdalena.

Just a few more years of patience, Michel.

And then we'll continue quizzing.

Come on, dad.

Hihihi.

Original Dutch Subtitles: E.Brusten (2024)
Translated from Dutch to English with Google Translate