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INSUFFICIENT FUNDS

-Hello, this is Louise's voicemail. -Fuck!

-Jacques, is Daan here? -No, he's off today.

-And Louise? -No, she's not here either.

Come. Come with me to the back.

You have to go to the ER. Stop it.

-Stop it, we're going to hospital. -No way, you call Jan.

-We need to be on a plane in two hours. -That isn't going to happen.

-What's wrong with Daddy? -Sweetie.

Well, Dad was working out and dropped a weight on his nose.

-Call Jan. -Hold it there, for the swelling.

-So they can straighten your nose. -Are you a doctor or something?

A nurse.

Come here.

It'll be fine, honey.

Do you want to do something fun?

-Yeah, you like it? -Yes.

Here we are.

-Is this one yours? -Yeah.

-Hey. -Hey.

Cozy.

Was that Anouk, from the Casino Club?

Yes.

Do you also have a charger for me?

No, I don't have an iPhone.

I have an idea, hold on.

How do I look?

Nice, very nice.

But you're not my type.

-Here, put this on it. -Thank you.

What happened?

My dad hit me.

I swear, I could've ruined him.

But my mother saw us.

I don't know.

If you want a war with your dad, you'd better brace yourself.

He'll destroy you. Show me?

This will hurt a bit.

What happened between you two?

You don't know?

No, I wasn't allowed to come here, but he never told me why.

I went into business with him 25 years ago.

He said it couldn't go wrong.

He had me by the balls, in every which way.

Here, hold this.

I lost everything.

-I didn't know. -Well, now you know.

Your dad…

is a narcissistic sociopath.

He's a threat for everything and everyone around him.

Don't underestimate him.

I don't underestimate him, Jacques.

That's just the thing.

He underestimates me.

Is that Christine?

Yep.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

-I do want it back. -Of course.

And? Hooked up with a rich girl yet?

I'm working on it.

-I'll bring it back in a minute. -Yeah.

-Thank you! -You're welcome.

Are you two friends?

No, just neighbors.

Neighbors with benefits.

No, no benefits.

-No? -No.

But you did fuck her.

What? No.

Would you care?

Do you want something to drink?

-Yes. -Yeah?

But she did give you a blow job, right?

-No, are you crazy? -A little, yes.

Regular customer with a psychiatrist since I was 12.

But in case you didn't know, Anouk is world-famous for her blowjobs.

Okay. I didn't know that.

Yes, she works hard in the toilets of the Casino Club.

And not as a cleaning lady.

Okay. Well, I've learned something new.

What the fuck? I have 20 messages from Alex.

What's this?

Fuck.

Me too.

"Where are you? Answer me.

I can't reach Daan, either. I'm leaving."

"Are you with Daan?"

"Fought with my dad."

Fuck.

"I'm coming over there."

-Did you tell him where we are? -Yes.

-Why did you do that?! -What?

What is he going to think?!

-I don't know, but he needs us. -Daan, fuck!

-We don't need an X-ray, it's broken. -I thought so.

-And you want to get on a plane? -Definitely.

I once flew a plane with two broken legs, Jan.

Right.

And who's coming with you?

-Master Zegers, Public Projects. -Give him my regards.

Her.

It's a woman, Mirjam Zegers.

Of course. Nice lady.

Not really.

-Yeah, I had no idea. -He just wanted to be sure of it.

But if Zeger's coming, he'll close the deal.

I'm not so sure.

Last time, he had a lot of trouble in the Emirates.

Those Arabs always play hard ball.

But Patrick will find a solution.

That's our guy.

-Are you okay, Eleonore? -Yeah.

-How's Alex? -Fine.

And Olivia?

Well, then you have it better than we do.

-All the stuff with Emilie's wedding… -Sorry, I need to make a phone call.

MOM CALLING

Alex Vandael. Leave a message.

-Hey. -Hey, man.

-What are-- -Careful.

-Are you having fun? -What?

What did you think? That I would be in the hospital for a few days still?

-So you wanted to stay over? -Of course not.

Are you coming to help me, honey?

We still need to bake a lot of sausages tonight.

Are you joining us for dinner, Alex?

-Yeah, sure. -Been in another fight?

-Shit happens, Anouk. -Sure. Let's go, babe.

-Thanks, that was brilliant. -Yes, I know.

Are they together?

Nice, right?

Let's go.

Okay…

-Are you ready? -No.

I'll count to three.

One, two…

He can't get on a plane with a broken nose.

In your own plane you can do what you want.

She's asleep.

-I'll be upstairs. Safe travels. -Fine.

-Hello, I'm Angelique. -Melissa.

The new nanny, of course.

-I think we met in Natan's shop, right? -Yes.

Alex, this is your mother. Call me back, I'm really worried about you.

You looked great in that outfit. You should have bought it.

Music.

-Alex, here you go. -Thanks, man.

Voilà.

How do I look?

Pretty sexy.

Do you want a sausage? You too?

-Yeah, fine. -Yes.

Do I need to keep those tampons in?

I would keep them in until you're in Dubai.

We might as well do this right now.

So, what's up with your neighbor?

Are you together?

-Yeah… -So, you've discovered her talent?

Is she good?

Pretty good, yeah.

-She can suck the sheets up your ass. -What?

Well…

Ah, right.

Alex, I thought I didn't like pornographic sex.

But I sure do.

-You lucky bastard. -What?

But, what…

-So, molly is pure MDMA? -No.

It's mixed with something else. Gravel dust or something.

-Molly? -Yes, pure MDMA is an illegal substance.

-That's crazy. -Nothing wrong with a bit of gravel.

Okay.

Molly for four.

It makes you incredibly horny.

-But it will take longer to come. -For men?

I wish.

You need to stop this, Patrick.

-Or at least scale back a bit. -Just do it.

-I don't want you to get prostate cancer. -I have that checked regularly.

The only side effects are morning boners and random erections.

And I thank you for that.

-We're friends, you know. -Yeah, exactly.

You really don't need the testosterone.

I can't stop right now. Really.

No way.

The business…

-Hand me that shirt. -You have a successor, right?

Isn't your son taking over in a few years?

Business families are made up of three generations.

You have the builders, the ones that inherit it and--

The ones that ruin it. But that's not true.

Alexander can't do it.

Really. He thinks he can, but he can't.

I'm sure Louise would love to hear that.

I have to go. Thank you very much.

-And your bank account? -All my accounts. The first thing he did.

What an asshole.

Why did he freak out like that?

I confronted him with the fact he's cheating on my mom, again.

-With one of her best friends. -With my mom?

-Jesus. -No, not with your mom.

-With Christine. -Who?

-Margaux' mom. -And who's Margaux?

My best friend.

Typical.

To the Crazy Lulu.

Come on, you'll think of something.

Right?

You always think of something.

"Yes, Louise. I'll think of something."

Am I your ventriloquist dummy now?

To the Crazy Lulle.

-Lulu. -That name won't stick.

Clear your mouth first. The Crazy Lulu.

Lulu.

To the Crazy Lulu.

-Am I human? -Yes.

-No. Not really. -Yes!

Are we a couple?

-Yes. -Yes.

-Am I a man? -Yes.

-Am I old? -Yes.

-What is on my card? -Nothing.

Come on, darling. Mirjam and her slave are already here.

-What are you doing? -What do you think?

Come on.

He's just angry and stubborn.

Is that all you can say?

Come on.

You know what? Just go alone.

-Don't be ridiculous. -I'm not coming.

You can go alone.

Hello, Mr. Vandael.

Isn't that the Big Dipper?

-There? -Yeah.

-Yes! -There it is.

I know where the North Star is.

It's not there yet.

Guys…

Guys.

I have an amazing idea.

Alex, I don't think we are moving.

-I don't think so. -I do.

Oh, shit.

You're right.

Come on, hit the gas pedal.

Alex, not so fast. Not so fast!

-Well, well. This is your house? -Yes.

-No, don't. -What?

He needs to think it's a burglary, right?

If you do it now, the police will come. Do it later.

What do we do now then?

-Don't you have a key? -Of course I have a key.

-So use it. -I don't know.

It needs something more.

This is his beauty. He likes it more than my mom.

There's more over here.

-You get those boxes? -Yeah.

KNOKKE'S CUNNING LINGUIST

Let's go.

It's taking a long time.

Daan is a cutie.

Louise, what time is it?

No idea.

-Do you think the police caught them? -No, we would've seen that.

-Really? -Yes.

Blue lights, and everything.

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

-We need to go to the front. -Why?

We're the getaway drivers.

-Thelma and Louise. -Yes.

Okay.

-Which one is Louise? -I am…

-I'm Thelma. -Then I'll be Louise.

-I have something upstairs. -What?

Something upstairs.

-We need to go upstairs? -Yes.

Okay.

The stairs are moving.

Come.

That's it.

-Do you have a cat? -No, we don't.

Shit. Here, take it.

Fuck! Hide, hide.

Alex. Alex!

Thelma behind the wheel.

Me?

Me?

-You're Louise. -Yes?

Yes.

Shit, I have to pee.

-Now? -Yes, wait. I'm coming.

-Don't be afraid. -We won't hurt you.

-Daan? -No.

-No. -Come. Go, go!

What the fuck was that? Did she know you?

-Of course she did. -How can that be?

-It's my mom. -Your mom?!

Go, go, go!

-What the fuck, man? -Alex!

It's broken.

Daan broke it.

-You broke it. -Go, go, go!

Left, left! Stop, stop, stop!

-This is ours. -What?

This is ours.

The Crazy fucking Lulu, boys.

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