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Fuck!

Starglass, cracks bring good luck.

Windscreen crack? Starglass at the ready.

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Replacement takes longer and costs double.

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Starglass, cracks bring good luck.

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The Radio Turbo sticker.

YO CUZ!

Send an email to DJ Barrie at radioturbo.be

and within several days there'll be…

WE DOING THIS? #DALTONS4LIFE

…in your mailbox.

Antwerp Boxing Night 7!

Yilmaz The Killer is going into battle with the Flemish Lion, Dewinter!

This night only, at the Sportpaleis.

Let's get ready to rumble!

- Hey, baby. - Where are you? It's 8:30 p.m.

Only 8:25 p.m., babe.

My first customer's at 9 p.m.

- I told you-- Mom? - Yeah?

Can you do her toast? Not many.

-Why? - It's fattening!

-Did you hear me?

I got this.

- Where were you last night? - Youssef's.

Fat or thin Youssef?

Fat.

- Had a game with the boys. - A game?

- Yeah, poker. I won though. - Congratulations.

You couldn't call to say goodnight to your little girl?

Baby, move in with me.

I'll tuck Zita in every night.

Among the dealers and junkies? Sure, Mom would love that!

I want something nicer, Noah.

- Nicer house or a nicer guy? - Can I choose?

I know you, Lea. Only a big villa in Brasschaat will do.

Or Hoven, or Schilde…

Just a little house somewhere in a green area.

So, almost here?

Daddy!

Hey, hey… come here, you!

Come here, you!

No bag of books today, princess?

I'm not a princess. I'm a mermaid!

-Zita's going swimming. Right, darling? -Yes!

- Is she qualified? - With her floaties she is, bunny.

Come on, Hazard, what's that? Huh?

What is it, Hazard, scared other women will know you've got a kid?

-No, it's bad for-- -No, Mom,

child seats damage the leather, that's all.

-The leather. -What leather? I'd call that plastic.

I met Mamadou's son.

- He's so gorgeous. - No, Mom…

If I was your age… What are you waiting for, eh?

Zita, say bye to Gran!

If I was your age, I'd be off. I'd have left already.

His job gave him a car…

- Sorry. - This is for you!

Alright, let me just--

I'll do that.

-Say so, then! -Bye, Mom.

- You'll call me, right? - Yes.

Bye, Mom.

- We're late. - No, baby.

Daddy's the best chauffeur in town.

- Driver. - Driver.

♪ Fireworks! ♪

♪ Fireworks! ♪

♪ Fireworks Fireworks all around me ♪

What's that?

Show me your tongue.

-Give it here. -No.

- Gran gave it to me. - Here.

♪ As if my heart's on fire A life full of fire ♪

-You know the rules. -No eating or drinking in the car, I know.

Your mom really has it in for me.

♪ …diamond My heart says o-o-oh ♪

What's up?

- Here. - For me?

-Buy a new lolly. -Zita gets enough sweets at home.

-Thanks. -Oops…

- Mm. - Enjoy swimming. Watch out for the sharks!

-Bye. -Up we get!

WHERE ARE YOU?

Whatever.

Hazard?

Miss Annie.

Carlos, no?

No, Carlos is my cousin. I be Noah, remember?

-"I am Noah". -I am Noah.

Noah, right.

-Noah and Carlos. The Daltons. -Yeah.

But really… You two were trouble, you know?

You always managed to irritate me.

Anyway…

Look like things turned out okay for you?

Hi, Miss Annie!

Alright, Miss Annie. Nice catching up.

I have a late client tonight. Can you pick Zita up from school?

- What time? - 3:30 p.m. Like always, except Wednesdays.

Right. No problem.

Shall I come and get you too?

No, it'll be late. I'll get an Uber.

That would suit you.

- What? - Uber driver.

- Come on, Lea. - What?

You're in your car all day, you know when every light goes green.

I've got a job.

Really? You have a job? Can I tell Mom?

Not a "job" job. A thing.

A "thing"? Okay. Through?

- Mm? - Through who?

Carlos.

-So Carlos is out again? -Yeah.

- And you didn't say? - I'm saying now.

- And this "thing"? - Just a little spin.

Where to?

- He didn't say. - Noah!

I got this.

- Like last time, eh? - Babe.

I got this.

♪ That was her ex Now it's her boyfriend again ♪

Mm. Nice hoops.

The bigger the hoops, the bigger the hoe.

- Just a little spin. - Just a little spin.

Okay.

-Don't forget. Zita, 3:30 p.m. -Got it, boss.

Go fuck yourself!

Asshole!

- Love you, baby. - Love you.

And now…

Yo, bro, where you at? We're gonna be late!

Yo, Carlos, be right there, buddy. Wait for me outside.

Morons!

What are you doing, moron?

What do you want, jerk-off?

I wanna lay a bet on tonight's big fight at the Sportpaleis.

-Do I care? Use Unibet! -A grand.

On Yilmaz to go down in round four.

Hello? Hello?

What?

Sorry. Must've been the tunnel.

Wasn't the fucking tunnel. I hung up on you.

-Why? -I don't have time for your shit.

One thousand? Fuck you.

Come on. The odds are ten to one.

Exactly. Odds are you'll lose.

And odds are you don't even have the money.

I'm good for it.

One K on Yilmaz to go down in the fourth.

All right. It's your funeral.

Mom?

All good?

I'm 97 and I've got bowel cancer. You figure it out!

You know what the doctor said.

You'll make 150!

Anyway… is Carlos around?

Carlito! Your limousine is here.

He's here, there he is!

Carlos!

Thanks for the bed, Mom.

Don't let the door hit you.

-Did you get your car wrapped? -Dipped.

Why?

Not a fan?

It's alright.

-So? -What?

-What? -What?

What? Come on, what?

-What? -What are you gonna do? Come here!

-No, no… -Come on.

Watch the hair. Watch the hair, man!

What's wrong with you, dude?

-What? -What's that?

What?

Don't fuck with me, bro.

Welcome home, bro.

That's right!

Big blunt, nice.

Can we turn that shit off?

♪ Proud to be poor ♪

♪ Proud to be what? Proud to be who? ♪

♪ Poor people, poor people ♪

♪ Poor people, poor people ♪

♪ Proud to be poor ♪

♪ Proud to be what? Proud to be who? ♪

♪ Poor people, poor people ♪

♪ Poor, poor, poor people. ♪

♪ Y'all don't want this Rugged Man take no shit ♪

♪ Notice you fake Y'all just go ♪

I'm good.

♪ We do this for poor people Cats that are homeless ♪

Again, I'm sorry I didn't visit.

-You've got a family. -Yeah, but still.

Did you manage to keep busy in jail?

Smoking dope, weightlifting,

snorting speed, jerking-off and dropping bars.

-Bars? -Wanna hear?

-Sure. -You won't believe your ears.

The illest shit you've ever heard.

Just you wait.

-Does this shit car have a USB? -There.

-Where the fuck? -Right there!

Right.

Okay.

EVERYTHING IS_WIFI

Uh-hum. Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Mm.

♪ Don Carlito in the house ♪

♪ Don Carlito in the house ♪

Yeah.

♪ I fuck your mom I fuck your dad ♪

♪ I fuck your bro I fuck your sister ♪

♪ I fuck your cousin I fuck your nephew ♪

♪ I'll fuck anyone who wants to fuck me ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm a fuck machine ♪

♪ I don't give a shit Cept bout that dough ♪

♪ I be back in the club fucking your hoe ♪

♪ I'm a T-Rex You're a fucking pony ♪

♪ I'm from the hood The streets fucked me up ♪

♪ You know my school the one of hard knocks ♪

♪ I cry every night for my brothers lost ♪

♪ Listen up ♪

♪ My dick smells of flowers Yours of sweat ♪

♪ I'm a clean condom You're a dirty tampon ♪

♪ A tampon full of jizz ♪

♪ A tampon full of jizz ♪

So? It's lit, right?

Yeah, kinda special.

But "I fuck your cousin"?

When I dropped that banger on my boys inside,

no one could even speak.

Connectedness. That's what it's all about.

Connectivity. Wi-Fi, get it? Wi-Fi.

"Everything Is Wi-Fi."

Sure. Wi-Fi.

"Special"?

So… what's the deal, bro?

Because I have to pick up Zita at 3:30 p.m.

-First, we pick up Kludde. -Kludde?

-Kludde's got the code. -What code?

Kludde's got the code to our cash.

Kludde's got the code to our cash.

You deaf, bro?

So where's this Kludde character at?

-For real? -He's a good guy. You'll see.

We were in jail together.

He's here, there he is! The Killer of Kiel!

The Scheldt Scarer! The Don of Den Dam!

Free once more.

A good dude.

Jack Dalton…

This is my cousin, Noah.

Our wheelman for today?

- Driver. - Driver.

Nice wheels, right?

-Sure, for a soapbox race. -A soapbox race.

That's funny.

All good?

Well, friend?

What you lookin' at?

This thing here?

-Know who else had one of these? -No.

- Hitler. - Hitler?

You don't know who Hitler is?

Sure I do!

You know about Hitler but not his moustache?

Guess I missed it.

Guys, are we off?

First, hit the Ring.

Exit at Kleine Bareel.

Driver.

Perfect.

Hey, driver, put on some tunes.

A wolf escaped from Antwerp Zoo overnight.

Pet owners should keep them inside…

It's the Eight O'Clock Dog! Remember?

-No. -Sure you do. The Eight O'Clock Dog!

As kids, Mom would always scare us with the Eight O'Clock Dog.

If we weren't in bed by 8:00 p.m., he'd come get us.

Noah fell for it.

I'd yell "Eight O'Clock Dog," and he'd shit himself!

Well, I was only six.

Six? Sixteen, more like.

Once, he was up in his room, doing homework with his first love.

-Janine. -Janice.

- Janine, bro! - Janice.

Janice, then.

I put my ear to the door. Homework? Right

I put Mom's fur coat on, wait till they're getting busy,

I throw open the door yelling, "The Eight O'Clock Dog!"

Whoosh!

This one shits all over his He-Man duvet!

Honestly, bro, your face! You should've seen it!

You ever hear from Janice?

No. I don't hear from her.

Pity. She was into me.

♪ Come on, dance with me ♪

This is it.

Eight minutes.

If you see anyone coming, honk three times.

Got it?

I got this.

Radio Turbo.

This is Radio Turbo…

Another grenade attack in Deurne.

Police say the case involves Antwerp drugs gang, the Geckos.

Around 8 a.m., multiple reports of an explosion came in…

-Fuck. -…federal police.

The target--

What are we doing today? Everything okay?

My…

Starglass.

For fuck's sake, Lea!

Fuck.

Mm.

Drive! Drive! Drive!

The fuck was that?

Not too fast! We'll get a ticket!

-My car! - We've got enough dough, right?

No stress, bro, enough dough!

Shit!

What's that?

A virus?

-Some sort of dope?

-What would we do with dope? - Sell it, bro!

I still know some dopeheads, no stress.

Unbelievable…

Fucking mask.

This wasn't the deal.

The deal was you honk three times if anyone was coming!

Mega Mindy, my ass.

♪ I'm a real superhero combating every criminal on earth ♪

♪ I am Mega Mindy Mega Mindy ♪

You okay, Kludde?

♪ Mega Mindy ♪

Kludde? You alright?

♪ Mega Mindy at the ready ♪

Kludde?

♪ My dearest grandma owns a candy store ♪

♪ Migrain is my boss' name ♪

Damn… Looks like there's something wrong with Kludde.

♪ He is the head officer He thinks he is the best ♪

What's that?

♪ But he is the biggest klutz that I have ever known ♪

- Oh shit! - Shit.

- Guys, stop! Hey, give me that iPad. - Mom!

Give it, Christ! Enough!

Always fighting.

Let me out! I wanna get out!

What? Want me to headbutt you?

Keep going. Keep going.

You'll be okay, Kludde.

- We drop him at the cop shop. - With a car full of dope? Sure!

- The hospital then? - I got this.

No stress. No one comes in here.

Okay.

So what now?

We dump him in there, call an ambulance.

Great plan.

Didn't this used to be a cinema?

Didn't we watch Toy Story here with Mom?

Space Jam. We saw Toy Story on video.

Space Jam, yeah.

Don't tell me…

The train to Brussels and Charleroi South

will arrive at track 23.

The train stops at Antwerpen, Gent, Mechelen,

Brussels North, Brussels Central, Brussels South

Eigenbrakel, Nijvel, Luttre, Marchienne-au-Pont and Charleroi South.

Afternoon, gents.

This yours?

-Yes. -No.

It's mine.

My first car was a Lexus too.

A big black one.

Everything okay?

Yeah… hot today, eh?

Thirty-two degrees this weekend.

Listen…

You're aware this is private property?

-Is it? -It is, yes.

There used to be a cinema here.

The Antigonus.

Do you know what "Antigonus" means?

A cartoon?

Antigonus was a giant on the River Scheldt.

Sailors who wanted to sail across had to pay a toll.

Otherwise… hands chopped off!

Get my drift?

- No. - No?

River Scheldt.

Sailors.

Antigonus.

And the toll?

Well, for a start, if I could just get my hands on…

…right in the rear.

No way, man! No way.

- Dispatch? - I'm listening.

We have a little problem here.

- I have two interlopers… - Woah! Wait.

Can we have a minute?

- What? - You'll have to do it, man.

No, you are. Dipshit.

"I fuck my dad, I fuck my mom…"

Don't take my lyrics out of context!

- Do we have a deal? - One minute.

Alright.

I have to pick up Zita from school at 3:30 p.m.

-You're such a dipshit. -You've got this!

For fuck's sake, man. Really.

You owe me. Big time.

Okay!

You guys get me.

I get you.

We understand each other. Right?

Come on.

Get in there.

- In where? - Ah!

The car, of course.

In the back?

One front, one back.

Get to it! You too. Come on.

We haven't got all day.

Yes, yes, yes.

That's what we like to see.

Yes, close the doors. Close the doors.

Mm… Hey.

Put some music on, will you?

♪ Till I come ♪

♪ Change it and see ♪

♪ Till I Come ♪

♪ Till I Come ♪

♪ Till I Come ♪

♪ Change it and see ♪

♪ Till I Come ♪

♪ Till I Come ♪

Right in the rear…

You okay, bro?

♪ Till I Come ♪

No peeking.

No peeking!

♪ Till I Come ♪

♪ Till I Come ♪

♪ Change it and see ♪

Oh, fuck.

He finished.

-Your windscreen's cracked. -I know.

-You can get it fixed for free. -He knows.

-Fuck. -Drive.

Go, go, go!

Go, go, go.

Radio Turbo! Sports news.

Tonight, Yilmaz versus Dewinter.

Hans, what do you predict?

Yilmaz will win this fight, everyone agrees.

So my money's on Yilmaz, but each to their own…

Fuck!

No stress. Just go to the car wash later.

- Hello? - Hello, sir.

Already placed your bet. You're out of credit.

No problem, just making sure.

I only fronted you 'cause I know you'll lose.

So I'm two G's up or I get to shatter your kneecaps.

- Got that, shit stain? - Gambling again?

Yilmaz versus Dewinter. I got a tip-off.

-From who? -Youssef.

-Fat Youssef or thin? -Fat Youssef.

- And the tip? - Yilmaz to go down in the fourth.

What? Bro, Yilmaz is a beast.

Won't wank for a month pre-fight to be ready.

No way he'll go down tonight. No way.

-Don't forget Zita, 3:30 p.m. - Fuck.

-Out you get. -What?

I thought you were the driver.

And I thought we were just going for a spin.

- Mm. - Birthmark! No parking!

Yeah, all right, Chernobyl.

- Take it easy. - Go, go!

Don't stroke out, okay?

I hope for your sake Yilmaz goes down.

And I mean that.

Dude!

That was there before.

Is this place open?

Easy, buddy. We've got to unload first.

- Just a little spin? - Just a little spin.

- Hey, bunny. - Hey.

- …Lea. - Yes, thanks, Rika!

- Everything okay? - All fine.

I'm on my way to get Zita.

Okay, so why did you call?

To say I love you.

What did you do?

Nothing. Why?

"I called to say I love you."

You never call at this time. To say you love me? No way.

So what did you do?

I just wanted to say…

- Yilmaz fights Flemish Lion-- - Yes?

- Noah? - …Dewinter!

Noah?

Gambling again?

Yilmaz versus Dewinter.

I got a tip-off.

And the tip?

One, two, three, four, five…

Yilmaz to go down in the fourth.

…seven, eight, nine, ten. You're out!

- Baby? - What?

I wanted to say you can start looking for a house.

-Really? -In a quiet, green area.

-But… how come? -I did say I had a job.

-What job? -I'll call you later.

Getting on my nerves, jerk-off.

My bet from before? Let's make it four.

Four?

Four thousand on Yilmaz going down in the fourth?

You heard me.

-Done. -Thank you.

What for? You're a dead man in a tracksuit.

I got this.

Hey, little girl!

Have you seen Zita?

-Nice try, paedo! -Paedo!

Hey!

Knock it off!

What you gonna do, Wacko Jacko?

Good afternoon.

Do you have time to answer a few questions?

Not really, no.

I suggest you make the time.

H-4-Z-4-R-D.

If you're going to rob someone,

- maybe remove your vanity plates first? - Fuck.

Sir? Are you still there?

-Hello? -I'm just the driver.

-I just want my case back-- -Now's not the time.

I'm picking my daughter up from school.

Sorry. Do you have one moment?

Someone wants to say hello.

Daddy?

- Princess? - Do you hear me?

Everything okay?

I forgot my floaties.

-At the pool. -That's okay, darling.

But where are you?

Right here!

It's very simple.

I get my prototype back. You get your daughter.

Those flasks? I don't have them.

Then get them back. With your two companions.

You don't get it. You shot one in the head.

I don't care.

Bring me my case

or Zita will be on a website for very sick people.

I'll call you with a location at six.

Hey! Stop! Wait!

Fuck. Fuck!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

I need to get through!

- This is a school! - Fuck!

- Hello. - Carlos! Dude, listen--

Yo, Carlos ain't here, yo. 'Cause I'm busy doin' business

But leave me a message. Or send me peace yo, jiznits.

Carlos, stay put and call me!

- No parking! - I just need…

-No parking! Red Zone! -Carlos!

- Carlos! Carlos! - Hey, boy!

Boy! Hey, boy! Boy!

I'm telling you, a fucking wolf.

-Killed three dogs already. -Those poor poochies.

They found a Chihuahua at the station, all torn to pieces.

Come on, boys!

No parking in the red zone!

Yuri, dear.

Yes, Julienne.

How many doors is that now?

That's three doors.

In the space of one year.

I'm a bouncer.

I'm kicking out. Do you get it?

Right, we need a brush.

You get how much this'll cost?

Just pop it out.

Hey, boy?

Pop it out.

Bro, where are you? I'm at the park. It's a party!

Hey, assface!

Go and bleed on someone else's street.

Starglass, cracks bring good luck. Starglass!

Windscreen crack? Starglass at the ready.

Smaller than a two euro coin? We'll fix it now.

Replacement takes longer and costs double.

Don't delay, book your appointment at starglass.be.

Carlos!

Carlos!

Really?

Hey! Are you deaf or what?

-Didn't you hear me? -I'm dropping bars.

Easy, bro.

- Get the fuck out of here. - Shut that shit up!

Hey! Listen up!

-What are you doing? -It's okay. I need to speak to him.

- He's my brother! - Your brother?

He's my brother. Take it easy.

Remember my bars. Peace and love.

Everything is squirt, everything is Wi-Fi…

Have you taken anything?

-Just a little taster. -A taster.

- My friends left. - Where's the flasks?

-I loaded 'em. -Loaded?

Offloaded. To the guys.

Hey! Wait! Wait!

- I was just leaving. - Look.

Pay the fine, get an appointment, pick up your car.

- I forgot my kid's disabled badge… - I'm here, bro!

I'm trashing this fucking truck!

-Come down from there! -Make me.

Chavs! Rules are for others!

- Spastic! - Me?

-No, him. He's completely off the hook. -Off the hook?

-Oh, sorry. -Take a good look!

I'm here, bro!

- Get in, you idiot! - Jesus Christ!

What's the plan? Chav!

-I've got your number. -Release him, demon!

Is she okay?

Yeah, sure.

She's okay.

Fucking hell. Carlos.

Where's my cap?

- Yo, Carlos! - What?

-That bitch from Brasschaat has Zita. -What bitch?

-The bitch from Brasschaat! -Mm?

If she doesn't get her flasks back, my daughter's dead.

Do you hear me?

Fuck. That's them, isn't it?

Hey, Pablo!

I can't believe this prick, dude.

- What's up, dickheads? - Seen my cap?

That dope he sold you. No good.

- Doesn't work. - Doesn't work.

I can tell. Hey, Carlito!

Your bars were fire, weren't they?

- Hey! - Geckos for life, bitch!

Cut it out!

Yo, bro!

Bro, please! They have my daughter.

-I need those flasks back. -How much've you got?

Here. That's all we've got.

- Hey, guys, move forward. - Deal?

Fucking idiot!

- Fuck! - Geckos for life, losers!

Take it easy.

Bastards!

A dinosaur!

This way, gang!

Look out! Sorry!

Move!

♪ Gimme a white line Gimme a white line ♪

Fuck you!

Fuck!

PEDESTRIAN TUNNEL

- Have you seen my cap? - What?

Have you seen my cap?

Big shot gangsta! Fuck off!

Out of the way!

Hey! Come on! Move!

- There! - Get out of the way!

Let's go!

Turn, turn!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Little shit.

What's he up to?

Don't you dare. Don't you fucking dare.

Shit.

- So long, suckers! - Fuck!

Face plant, bitch!

You alright, mate?

Son of a fucking bitch.

Is that a car? Hey!

Bro! It's the cops!

Hey! What's the big idea, boys?

Hey! Stop!

Drive, now!

Hey!

Stop them!

I'm confiscating this.

- Check the backpack. - Okay.

Hey!

-What's this? -Put it back!

-Are the flasks in there? -Flasks! Flasks!

Okay, okay.

Hit it.

Hit it? I'm still high, man.

-Bro, hit the fucking button! -Okay.

Relax, relax.

Back up…

Agent 42, come in!

No, madam, don't do that!

Drive! Drive!

Fucking hell, that was quite a trip.

I don't feel good, bro.

I want a shower.

What's the plan?

We pick up Kludde.

Oh, shit. Kludde!

I think he's dead, bro.

Exactly. I'm not hauling him by myself.

Hauling? What are you on about?

We three have to bring those flasks

back to Ms. Brasschaat.

- My speakers! - No way!

Let me out! Let me the fuck out!

I mean it, let me out!

I didn't spend three years inside for you to get whacked by a drug dealing bitch.

You have your cash and your flasks.

You got this, bro.

This can't be happening…

Get in!

- Fuck you, asshole! - Get in, clown!

No way, man.

Carlos?

You alright?

-So… We good? -Fuck you.

Rust bucket.

Fucking piece of shit car.

Try it now.

Again?

HOW'S ZITA?

Your girl. "How's Zita?"

Just answer back, "All's well. See you later."

-Sorted. -What did you say?

"Everythin' irie. Chill out, shawty."

I said, "All's well. See you later."

-Same thing, no? -Not at all, bro!

Shit.

Hey, baby.

Put Zita on.

- Why? - "Chill out, shawty"?

What does that even mean? Put my daughter on.

-She's gone for a wee. -Where? You're in the car.

McDonald's. She needed a wee.

What? You let her go on her own?

Carlos is with her.

You've left Zita alone with fucking Carlos?

Yeah, he's family.

Family?

Carlos is a dirtbag who's just spent three years inside.

He'd sell Zita for a Whopper.

That's Burger King!

-What was that? -What?

Don't fuck with me, Noah.

Babe, I've got another call. I have to hang up.

-Swear that everything's okay. -I swear.

Swear on Zita's life.

Swear on Zita's head!

On Zita's head.

I'm disappointed, Noah.

- Evening-- - I'll kill you!

I know that voice. Carlos?

-Nope. -Noah.

In exactly one hour, I'll drop you a pin with my live location.

You send me yours, and drive straight to me,

all three of you, no stopping.

Give me my suitcase back and you'll get your daughter.

All clear?

All good.

-Kludde. -Kludde.

The train to Lier and Leuven of…

Didn't you close that?

I did.

What the fuck, man?

What the fuck. What happened to him, bro?

Come on, bro. Let's get it done.

Fuck, Noah.

The Eight O'Clock Dog!

Noah!

Noah!

Noah!

Has it gone?

-Your keys. -What?

So I can pancake the mutt!

Yeah!

-Fucker! -Fuck off!

Keep your head.

Keep your head, Carlos.

Oh, shit!

Fuck you, Eight O'Clock Dog!

Fuck you, Eight O'Clock Dog!

Shit.

Come on, let's get him in. Just shove!

Fucking stench.

- Push his fat ass in there. - You push it, man.

Fuck, man.

Hey! That's not deodorant, genius.

My cap, spastic.

"God's plan."

What?

The sky.

It's a track on my album.

"God's plan."

♪ God's plan God's plan ♪

♪ All part of God's masterplan ♪

♪ You into missionary I'm more of a back door man ♪

-Where's that? -The port.

Remember, back in Club Illusion?

Welcome to the port, gents.

Keep driving.

Onto the deck.

Engine off.

Hands on the dashboard.

Hands on the dashboard.

Where's number three?

In the boot.

What happened to him?

The Eight O'Clock Dog.

My suitcase.

Zita first.

Daddy!

- Zita! - Hands on the wheel.

I won't ask again.

You.

Get out.

Go ahead. Just put it down.

Give your phone to Uncle Ronny.

Right.

Don't do it.

-Right. -Don't do it.

Fuck you, cunt!

Shit!

Hey, darling.

Ronny, is it done? We'll have to hurry.

Phone.

Keys.

Tie yourself up.

That wasn't the deal.

-Ronny. -Right.

Be brave, princess.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck. Fuck.

-I forgot my floaties. -That's okay, honey.

-Put your goggles on. -Okay.

Shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

What's your favorite film again?

- The Little Mermaid. - Right.

And her little friend, what's his name?

-The crab? -Sebastian.

Sebastian, right.

This is Sebastian. And you're Ariel.

When we go under, I want you to hold him tight

and swim to the surface with him. Okay?

Come and give Daddy a kiss.

I got this.

Don't die, daddy.

Zita? Zita?

Daddy!

Princess? Where are you?

Darling, where are you?

-I can hear you. -Daddy, where are you?

-Zita! I'm coming. -Daddy!

Darling, you okay?

-You okay? -Yes.

-You sure? -Yes, Daddy.

Okay.

Come on, we're off. Grab my back.

- Where's the car, Daddy? - With the fish.

How will we get home?

We'll take the bus, darling.

We'll take the bus.

How much more can he take, Dewinter, the Flemish Lion?

He's taken a beating at the Sportpaleis tonight

from Yilmaz, The Killer.

He's dead on his feet out there.

Ever seen The Walking Dead? That's him now.

That's how he looks. His yellow and black shorts…

Well, they're red now.

Completely drenched in his own blood.

Yilmaz keeps swinging.

Dewinter has to try something, to counterattack.

And he does so, for the first time in this fourth round…

There he goes! He sends Yilmaz to the canvas!

Everyone's up on their feet.

This could be history in the making! Yilmaz looks groggy.

Will he get up? Seconds to go… He has to get up. Can he do it?

Radio Turbo!

103.4 FM.

The production team recently got a USB stick

with a very interesting track, "Everything Is Wi-Fi" by Don Carlito.

It's a bit unpolished, he's no Tourist LeMC,

but I think we'll hear a lot more from this guy.

"Everything is Wi-Fi", Don Carlito.

♪ I fuck your mom I fuck your dad ♪

♪ I fuck your bro I fuck your sister ♪

♪ I fuck your cousin I fuck your nephew ♪

♪ I'll fuck anyone who wants to fuck me ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm a fuck machine ♪

♪ I don't give a shit Cept bout that dough ♪

♪ I be back in the club fucking your hoe ♪

♪ I'm a T-Rex You're a fucking pony ♪

♪ That completely explodes 'cause of this big T-Rex dick in your ass ♪

♪ Coming on that face, bro ♪

♪ I'm from the hood The streets fucked me up ♪

♪ You know my school the one of hard knocks ♪

♪ I cry every night for all my brothers who are lost ♪

♪ Listen up ♪

♪ My dick smells of flowers Yours of sweat ♪

♪ I'm a proper condom You're a dirty tampon ♪

♪ Yeah! A tampon ♪

♪ The sun doesn't rise for nothing ♪

♪ That's why Carlito always does his job ♪

♪ And that's why all these punani's ♪

♪ Are always calling ♪

-Yeah! Um-hum!

--Yeah, Don Carlito. Uh!

♪ We're all traveling today to your momma ♪

-♪ We're all traveling today ♪ -Here.

-♪ To your momma ♪ -Smell that. Your momma.