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Hello, minister.

Gladys?
Say hello to your prodigal son for me.

I will.

Axel?
Axel, wake up, will you?

Oh no, did he do it again?

That lamebrain
took a whole strip of pills.

This is so embarrassing.

Hi.
This is my sister, this is Michael.

He owns the resort
where Wonnie is doing an internship.

What a coincidence.
Hi, I'm Victoria, Wonnie's mother.

- Michael.
- Yes, Michael is allowing me

- to present my weight-loss products.
- Well, you arranged that quickly.

Well, you have to do something to pass
the time during a nine-hour flight.

- Is that your husband?
- Yes.

Virgil, did you finally
find anything on that piece of land?

- Give Mariano a kiss for me.
- I will.

See you later, Grandma.

- Did you order that iguana yet?
- I'll call him right now.

- Hello.
- This is from Aponi. Do I look slim?

- Your mother can't be that bad.
- Yes, she can. Bye!

Welcome people of the world.
Yes, Virgil is back.

But leave your message--
Yes?

Where are you?
You supposed to bring me an iguana.

You are not running
from your brother, you hear me?

People here eat a lot of
pom sandwiches. Full of carbohydrates.

- That's my suitcase.
- I'll get it.

But it's very heavy.
It's full of weight-loss products.

Nice and light.

Thank you, that's so sweet of you.

Mariano, my mom knows me.
She'll notice the difference

and send me back to Almere.
I don't want that, I like it here.

- Go faster.
- Hey, this local was on time, mi gudu.

She heard horror stories
about interns partying till they drop.

Are you one of those interns?

- It's in the prescription leaflet.
- I know what's on the leaflet.

- It tells you how many you can take--
- Welcome to Suriname.

You're a little late, so put
your suitcases on this table. Come on.

- Could we hurry it up a bit?
- Sure, put your suitcase here, ma'am.

I'll be right there, sir.

- Did you pack your suitcase?
- Yes, my mother-in-law won't do it, sir.

- Why bring my mother into it?
- Please.

If her pussy is as loose as her mouth,
I feel bad for her husband.

- Sorry?
- He gave you a compliment.

A Dutchman with pills.
Get the dog, get the dog.

- That's not necessary. My husband is--
- I'm a pharmacist.

- And overly sensitive to certain things.
- Let's stick to pharmacist.

Is that right?

- Do you have any items to declare?
- Items to declare?

- Yes, illegal items, you know?
- Vic--

Why would I bring
illegal items to Suriname?

- So you criticize our illegal items?
- Not at all, but why--

Be careful, or I will make this
a very thorough inspection.

- Down to the tiniest little hole.
- Jeez.

- Vic, please shut your yap.
- My yap?

Or they'll search you for hours.

- Why? I didn't do anything.
- You're asking for it.

- Can you manage, sir?
- Yes, sure.

- It's fine, you can go.
- Yes? Great.

Then I'll just repack everything.

- I'll take that too, shall I? Thank you.
- Thanks.

- Nothing to declare.
- Goodbye, ma'am.

Michael.

Michael? Hey.

- Shirley, this is Mirna, my aunt.
- Oh hi, I'm Shirley.

- Mom! Dad!
- Hey.

- Here, darling.
- Thank you.

His fingers always swell up
in airplanes.

- Say, I--
- Did you miss me?

- Mom sends you a kiss.
- Sweet.

- I was asked to join a Mardi Gras group.
- I've got to go.

- Bye
- Bye.

Mardi Gras group?
And fly back and forth each time?

- Shall we go?
- Yes, sure.

Did Virgil build the extra pier?
- Of course. That man is so handy.

Don't get yourself so worked up, girl.

You son is coming
and you'll feel better.

It's been so long.
I don't know if everything will be okay.

You feel rain even
when the sun is shining.

Soon all your children will be here.
All of mine are in Holland.

- Looks like you gained some weight.
- No, she's just nuts about snow cones.

Don't eat that. They don't boil the water.

- Hence the name snow cones, Dad.
- But sugar is the new smoking, Won.

Sweetie, you look fabulous.

- Did you have a talk with Grandma?
- No.

Oh, Grandma is dying.

Grandma?

- Could you be more subtle, dear?
- It's what she said.

- Gladys, your son.
- My son. Mi gudu.

- What did the doctor say?
- Well, you changed your accent, son.

- Hi, brother.
- So what did he say?

They said
this could be my last Christmas.

- Hey, sis.
- I am so happy you are all here.

What exactly did the doctor say?
You went to a doctor or to the hospital?

- No.
- Why? No room?

I've been gone so long and it's still a
mess. I'm taking you to the Netherlands.

That's what the luku woman said.
- I have too much hebi.

- Mom.
- Hebi?

That luku woman is good.
She helped my aunt Lucretia.

- Really helped her.
- What's going on?

She saw a winti doctor.

A prehistoric jungle healer.
No GP, no hospital. Nothing.

We were worried to death.

- It wasn't that bad.
- Yes, it was.

- You cried for days in the bathroom.
- Please.

We thought she was dying.
Why would you make that up?

I'm sorry, mi gudu. Sorry.

- This is weird--
- She said she was sorry.

- Yes, I just said that.
- Go have a nice bath and relax.

And later we'll drink a peaceful toast
to the baby Jesus and eat.

- Hey, girl. And who are you?
- This is my sister Mirna.

Hi.

For me?

- There you are.
- Thanks.

We also brought lotions.
You can take your pick.

Look. Totally my color.

And Dutch cheese.

Look. And stroopwafels , of course.

- Nothing for me?
- But of course.

My darling girl,
you think this is enough?

- Bags full, very nice.
- Extra salty.

- Beautiful.
- Andy.

It's Christmas, not carnival.
Stop trying to impress the girls.

Don't worry, auntie.
We see right through him.

Giovanca,
those plantain balls are delicious,

but did you know that bananas
contain a lot of starch and that will--

Did you try the chicken? It's delicious.
You should include that in your diet.

- Yes.
- It's iguana, girl.

Merry Iguana Christmas.

Do we have room
for this scrumptious iguana?

- Anyone? Nobody?
- Virgil.

- No one?
- Be careful.

This is your luck day, sweetie.
Run for your freedom, run.

Don't worry, he doesn't bite.

- Axel has a present for you.
- Yes, Mom.

But first a speech for my dear brother.

Brother, you are now a respected...

- What?
- Pharmacist.

- Not drugstore owner?
- Almost the same.

- Victoria. You're Victoria, right?
- Yes.

Yes, Santa knows everything, honey.

Welcome to Suriname. So pharmacist
and drugstore owner are the same?

No spang. My brother lives in the same
neighborhood as Jörgen Raymann.

While I, as the only man of the house,
took care of mother.

My perfect graduate brother
from Holland,

with a beautiful present for mom,
from the looks of it.

Of course you think
that Virgil is a bit of a hustler,

without goals or a plan, but listen up.
You too, Mom, and sisters.

Are fathers may be different,
but we are all Mother's children.

- Aren't we?
- Absolutely.

And Mom still has
that land in the jungle, right?

You know it.

Open it.

Gold!
- Gold?

I started digging
Mom's land with my bare hands

and in spite of the dangers,
I am now a rich man.

You knew it.
We may have the same mother,

but you made sure
Mother never sold my father's land.

- Axel, that land belongs to all of us.
- Because you inherited it from him.

Mom loved that man,
why would she sell it?

I was struggling those first years.
I didn't need very much.

Wait, why are you complaining?
Your pharmacy is doing well, right?

It's a drugstore, man. A drugstore.

You're doing this to, because
you've always been jealous of me.

Tell me, little brother?
Why would I be jealous of you?

I'm whiter than you.
- The truth comes out.

- Stop it.
- The truth finally comes out.

- Stop it.
- No, auntie, it's okay.

He needs this,
to build self-confidence.

Look at him, with his clean hands.

The vials and the pills.

You don't even know
what it is to dig in the earth, boy.

- Victoria, let's go.
- No.

Axel, stop it. We're not like that.
That's not who we are.

- Victoria, come on.
- Calm down.

- He started it.
- No, stop it.

Victoria, let's go. Now.
- Enough.

I'm pregnant.

Cheers, grandpa.

I didn't come here to be insulted.
As if I can't work with my hands.

But I'm sure he knew.
And it's my father's land.

- It's about Wonnie now, Axel.
- Oh, give me a break.

Where are the tickets?

You can't abandon your daughter
in her condition.

I warned you so many times. Who
sends a girl her age on an internship?

So now it's my fault.
- No, I didn't say that.

But it's true.

- She's your daughter too.
- She didn't get this from me.

Maybe the flight affected you memory,
but you were always chasing girls.

You didn't mind it much either,
Mrs. Droog.

No. Too bad
it has been such a long time, eh?

Yes.

So, end of conversation? Fine.

It's a little frog.
A little, tiny frog, Axel.

Well done, sweetie.

Virgil, you will open it, won't you?

In a bit, Mom.

'Families fight, families stay.'
Your brother gave it to you.

I don't understand.
You were always together, remember?

You were eight,

and you wanted to put hot air
in a cardboard box to sell in Holland.

Seven.

We were seven, Mom.

Jesus.

Don't tell me you don't like this.

- It's very nice of him.
- Yes, it's nice.

- It's beautiful, Mom.
- Yes.

- Wonnie?
- She'll want a mother-daughter talk now.

- Worried she'll take you back to Holland?
- Yes.

Then why did you announce it?

I felt bad for Grandma.
Will you help me find the father?

Yes, of course.

Thanks.

- Wonnie?
- Yes, coming.

Sweetie, what about Mariano?
- No way. Mariano is just a friend.

- Hey, Curly.
- Hi, Kevin.

- Believe me, I can handle it.
- Which is why I'll help you look for him.

Help me?
Hey, Ronny.

Yes, if you don't find him, we will
take you back to the Netherlands to...

We're not doing it here.
There's still time.

- Mom, you had me at this age.
- Yes, that's why.

I know what that's like.
I have to think of your future.

Besides, I'm not ready
to become a grandmother.

- Mom, no spang, okay?
- No spang? Speaking the lingo already?

You father was right,
I shouldn't have let you go.

Hey, Dylan.
Mom, keep this up and I'm out of here.

- Sweetie--
- Bosi.

- Sparrow.
- You must see that I'm in shock.

- Yes, so am I.
- I don't deny that.

At least one knows your name.

You know, there's a fun party tonight.
We're going, Mom.

This is as good as it gets.

Did you miss it?

A nine-hour flight.

- Jesus, that's a long way away.
- Yes.

However...

...now there is me.

Are you alright, sweetie?

Where was the bad one again?
Where is the bad one?

- Lower.
- Lower? Here?

- No.
- There?

Even lower? Here?

- I'm not sure this is my thing.
- Mom, boring! Don't be so Dutch.

- Okay, I'll be over here, Won.
- Mariano? Let's dance.

Wonnie?

You look better with a beard.

- You look better without my brother.
- Okay.

Victoria...

Now I see it.
You both have the same glance.

Only mine is more attractive.
- In your dreams.

A little kiss?
A little kiss from my sister-in-law?

Sleep tight.

I had a wonderful evening. Really.

Don't I get a kiss, sister-in-law?

Axel, please. I just had a nice evening,
I danced a lot.

You don't usually do that.
- No, because you don't dance.

All you people assume that everyone
from Suriname can dance. Not true.

You people. Suddenly I am 'you people'?

Who does his best not to be Surinamese
and never wanted to go back?

There was a reason for it.

And you were dancing with it.

And your solution is
to pack your bags and leave.

Just talk to him, Axel.

Don't be such a coward.
Don't tell me I married a coward?

If I am such a coward...

...why are we still together?

I couldn't sleep.

Like the old days. When
you were angry, you couldn't sleep.

The old days are gone.

That's easy for you to say.
Who left? You did. Who stayed? I did.

- You know why, don't you?
- Oh yes.

So now the old days are not gone.

If you really want to know,
it all means nothing to me now.

- I know how far I have come.
- How far? What are you on about?

You know as well as I do
that there is no present without a past.

So now you're a philosopher.
- Yes.

It's about the basics:
Your family, your mother, your sisters.

Your brother.

It's about your roots.

You return years later, shower us with
gifts like you have an election to win.

What are you trying to do, man?

What is this? What is this?

Acting like Santa Claus.

That's Victoria's doing.

Go back to Holland. To your straight
streets, your safe gardens, your rules.

I'll take care of Mom.

Jesus, man.

- Bro, this is no Driving Miss Daisy.
- And I'm not in that movie.

- Relax.
- Go, go, go.

Take it easy, man.
Dutch people...

- Mi gado, did he leave?
- Yes.

- Just like Axel, leave without a goodbye.
- How dare you? He's your brother.

- I can't help that, Mom.
- Be quiet.

Go to the airport
and bring him back here.

I'm going with you.

- Where is God when you need Him?
- Nearer than you think, Gladys.

Gladys, you know
you can talk to me anytime.

Talk means, attention with words, Willie.

Absolutely. And God created
His children in your image.

This man makes up the Bible
as he goes along.

- You're here for the church, right?
- For the hungry among us.

Come inside later,
I'll have something for you.

- But don't stay long.
- Never.

And the lady you keep ogling?

- Is Axel's sister-in-law.
- I see.

She is also on a mission. She wants
the Surinamese people to lose weight.

Success.

Giovanca...

Won, are you sure you want to do this?

Thank you.

Pieter?

- Wonnie?
- I have something to tell you.

I'm pregnant.

Let's say that you're the father
would you recognize the child?

How nice.

You are sweet, cute, sexy,
but to be the father

we really should have had...
And we didn't do that.

Of course, we did.
I can't forget a night like that.

Neither do I, and I was there.

- All I did was put you to bed.
- What?

To put it the Dutch way,
you were wasted.

- Let's go.
- Well?

He denies we had sex.

- What?
- Yes, well...

Just my luck: A decent gynecologist.

Wonnie, come here.

Tonight I will reel her in.
That's for sure.

- Tonight I will feast on her.
- Sir, please turn down that jungle funk.

Listen, I'll call you right back.

- Jungle funk.
- A bit softer, it's really loud.

This Naks,
a well-known group here in Suriname.

Great, but could you turn it down?

Maybe you didn't hear me,
white rude dude.

Sir, please go back, I forgot my ticket.

Your wish is my command.

Look, maybe I have to get used
to the slow pace in this country.

And a slow rate of comprehension,

since I kindly asked you a few times now
to turn down the music.

- Relax, man. No spang.
- No spang, seriously?

What about this? No spang.

One more time. Look here.
No spang.

O, Lord, if my time has come,
have mercy on me, Lord.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon, minister.

- Where am I?
- You were hit by car.

- Who did that?
- That man over there.

POLICE

Commissioner. Are you the
commissioner? I can explain everything.

Please be reasonable. I have to--

Commissioner, please.
This was clearly attempted murder.

- No way.
- I was almost in heaven with our Lord.

- Minister, calm down.
- No.

- I want to press charges, while I'm alive.
- Nonsense.

It was nothing, a little bump.
I helped him up--

- The arrogance of this skinny bakra .
- Listen--

It's exactly what they want.
For us to do what they tell us.

Commissioner,
let's solve this efficiently.

Sir, it's best if you cool off efficiently
in a cell right now.

Right, Commissioner.
We will not be told what to do

by a bunch of cheese heads.

- I was born here.
- You certainly know how to hide it.

- That's easy for you say.
- Sir. That is 'sir', to you, sir.

It's easy for you to say, sir,
with your fat collection bag.

- What? Did you hear what he said?
- Minister, calm down.

No, this man must never
be set free again.

- Minister, behave like a man of God.
- Then you behave like a man of the law.

You can go into a cell right now
to calm down. Lock them up.

Great.

- God.
- Yeah, God yourself.

What does the double smiley mean after
'M dances smoothly with his hips'?

That he does more than dance well.

- 'Dances stiffly' and a sad smiley is--
- That he can't do anything right.

It's such a lovely spot, and if you show
up with me? Guaranteed discount.

And free food.
You like baka bana?

I saw you looking
at the baka banas last time.

- Benny?
- Well, look who's here.

- Wonnie, how are you?
- I'm good. Can we talk?

This man has no secrets, you can talk.

I'm pregnant.

- Excuse me, ladies. This way, Wonnie.
- Let's go for a swim.

That's, eh...

that... that... that...

- that's so wonderful for you.
- Benny, I--

Wait, wait. I can see
your thought on your forehead.

- What does it say?
- Neon letters.

Something they shout in school recess:
Flash, flash. You're it.

And are you it, or...

Listen, Wonnie, we played tag.
We both know that.

- But it can't be me.
- How can you be so sure?

Because...

Look, it's because... You know.

- What?
- It keeps me awake at night at times,

but I have a problem with my...
with my fuel pipes.

- You're being vague, man.
- I'll try another way.

The life has gone out of my fountain.

Those tadpoles in my plumbing?
They can't swim.

- So there's no way it's you.
- No, Wonnie.

I'm really sorry, honestly.
But it can't be mine.

Come here, Wonnie.

I'm going to make you a virgin cocktail
and then we'll hit the dance floor.

Did you have an appointment?

What do you care
what a skinny bakra does?

What's on your heart?

Well...

The heart of the matter is...

It's really about my brother, my
half-brother. We have the same mother.

My mother has a piece of land.

That land is actually my father's
and my half-brother found gold on it.

It's not my mother's fault,
she is a lovely woman,

who raised us really well.

I had a fantastic childhood
and a warm family.

I hurt everywhere.

You want too much.

So I come back...

...and find out my daughter is pregnant.

Take a few breaths.

Could I have forgotten someone?

Hi.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- Nice to see you.

- Welcome.
- Bungalow one.

- Is everything ready for tonight?
- Of course.

If not, there's still tomorrow.

Yes, but it's tonight.

- Thanks for dropping your complaint.
- Well, mi boi, forgiveness is important.

The question is:
What will you do now?

Find the right words to patch things up.

And finding them for my wife
will be tough.

God will give you the right words.
That is, if your wife is worth it.

- That's Victoria.
- The penny just dropped.

You're Gladys's prodigal son.

If this is your wife, you'd better find
the right words real quick.

I saw her drive off
with your brother in his truck.

- What?
- Yes, at Gladys's.

- Taxi!
- Go with God, my son.

- No, I'm taking a taxi.
- That'll do.

To Alenbo.

Please.

Wait here.

- See you.
- See you.

- Hey, Dad.
- See you later.

- Where are going?
- To the property.

Before he takes everything,
including our mother.

- Who?
- Your uncle.

Dad, you're crazy.

Everybody goes crazy in this country,
mi gudu . Let's go.

LAND REGISTRY
FOR COMPLAINTS, CALL 473546

- Hi, I'm here for allotment information.
- Yes, through there.

KEEP DOOR CLOSED

- Sorry.
- It's okay.

And always fighting
with Virgil over girls.

And he had a little book
he wrote all his conquests is.

- My father?
- They ran to him like bees to honey.

- Then Mom did a good job taming him.
- Or she ate all the honey.

Gross.
Now I can't shake that image.

I always thought my dad was
just as boring as all the Dutch boys.

- And what's wrong with that?
- I don't know, they're so serious.

Yes, that's why
you now have a serious problem.

Ask that luku woman.

- What's up?
- He wasn't at the airport, was he?

- Was he here? Did you see him?
- He went after you two.

Wonnie said, he thought
you went to Mom's piece of land.

Our brother? Alone in the forest?

That man is crazy.

- The forest?
- In the jungle.

- The jungle, as in--
- Primal jungle.

He even shuts his eyes
watching Dutch nature movies.

- Hey.
- Hey, guys.

I'm looking for this road here.

- You're here now.
- Yes, here.

Go straight for about two kilometers
and take a left at the big kapok tree.

Then go around the other kapok tree
into the jungle.

- So there are two of them.
- Yes.

Left at the kapok tree, around
the other tree and into the jungle. Okay?

- Perfect. Great.
- Are you going into the jungle alone?

Yes, I'm from Suriname.

- We're taking a boat from here.
- A boat? Do we have time for that?

It's faster.

What? You think I'm sightseeing here?
That's a canoe. I'm not going in a canoe.

It's a dugout.

- Whatever. I'm not going in a canoe.
- Whatever?

You need to understand
that it is a dugout.

Let's go.

Do you realize
I'm worried about my husband?

- Of course.
- I don't think you do.

I see.

Couldn't you have been
the wise one for once?

You drove him nuts
with that gold business of yours.

Do you know the trouble I went through
to convince him to come here?

- You want to know something?
- Yes.

- I made it up.
- What?

The gold, I made it up.
Everyone was thrilled he was coming.

Axel, the Dutch successful man
from Holland. So I made it up.

Wow.

- They were expensive.
- Now they're practical.

Dutch women: Salty when they should
be sweet, dry when you want them wet.

It won't work.
Get down, the hood is still hot.

You don't think he's lost, do you?

He gets lost taking
empty bottles back to the supermarket.

Shall we get going?

Having problems?

- Excuse me?
- I see. There's a storm in your head.

Your car is stuck in the mud.
Your wife must have left you.

I'm sorry, but I don't understand
a word you're saying.

I don't understand you.

It's always a barrel of laughs
with you guys.

You see the pickle I'm in.
A little empathy would be nice, sir.

Yeah, have a laugh at my expense.
Very funny.

If you've come to laugh at me,
go back into your jungle.

- Okay, I'm out of here.
- Wait, wait.

How much longer, Mr. Tour Guide?

Relax.
- Yes, relax.

It's not like we have
all the time in the world.

So take over.
You think you can do better?

I know women like you who think
they know everything, Mrs. Know-it-all.

Show me what you can do.
Come, take over.

- Come here.
- Okay.

- No, wait.
- So move.

Sit down.

That's right: left hand on the throttle,
go straight ahead.

If you want to go left, you...
that's right. Go easy on the throttle.

Let's take it easy at first--
No.

Don't touch that.

Virgil!

- Paddle.
- Paddle, paddle.

No. What are you doing?

What?

Here, grab it.

Go to the other side of the boat.
Wait.

Do you know what that motor cost me?

Here. Paddle.

If we row back a bit,
we'll reach Michael and Shirley's resort.

Turn around.

We can spend the night there,
because we won't make it today.

Romantic boat trip?

You can walk across that.
I made it myself.

- There might be a few piranhas.
- What?

Where did you come from?

We are looking for Axel.
He went into the jungle.

And you decided to row?

- Silly.
- Hi.

Yeah, have your fun.

What about the one who said he had his
own business, but was really a pool boy?

- No, he was before that.
- How can you be so sure?

You just know if you're a girl.

- But you don't know who the father is?
- Be that way. I'm hanging up, bye.

Oh boy, this woman...

SORRY, BUT YOU DON'T KNOW ME

You might think, what is this?

This is the human fat
that is sucked out during liposuction.

I'm showing you this...

- What's this?
- No, don't touch these products.

...Suriname and the United States
are at the top of the obesity list.

This amount of fat is the average--

Lady, my fat doesn't move like that.
See that? Look.

Let's take a short break
and then you can taste

all the dishes
that I have developed for this method.

The chances of her
getting those women to eat less

is as big
as Desi Bouterse quitting politics.

- It's going really well, girl. Honestly.
- No, really?

- You're a great job.
- That's sweet of you.

- Virgil. What a coincidence.
- What brings you here, minister?

- I'm going to my sheep in the interior.
- Of course.

The shepherd probably got lost, eh?

Hello, ladies.

I'm going to sleep.

- You haven't tried anything yet.
- I circle my food first.

Virgil is a difficult eater.

- I heard differently.
- Hey, I'm right here.

- Women are like that.
- Like what?

I'm sorry.
See how they're enjoying themselves?

This is Suriname.
We love delicious things.

I really hope
that they genuinely like it.

Coming from you, they have to.

- This was really good, sweetie.
- Really?

But where is the main course?

This is the main course.
It's rich in vitamins and minerals.

So this is the main course?

But aren't we all still famished?

That's why you should also have
some of my Slim Fat Food with it.

It ensures that you don't feel hungry
and that way you lose a lot of kilos--

No, no, no. Ladies, please.

I ask you, isn't this pure purgatory?
You are women.

Women: God's greatest gift to mankind.

You don't want to lose
all those alluring kilos now, do you?

- No, not really.
- I can't be!

No, these brilliant bodies.
Look, look. Created in Eve's image.

These buttocks, my God.
Look how strong they are, how vibrant.

Like the voice
of our Lord himself calling to us.

Before you know it, you will lose
the fierce fire in your eyes.

Before you know it,
you will lose that rolling belly laugh.

And then, women of Suriname,

then you will lose
your appetite for life itself.

This goes against God's creation
and my calling.

I cannot allow this.
This is pure heresy.

Hey, minister...

Sing that boyo song for her.

It's not your fault.

They simply don't understand.

I used to be just like that, really...

And one day my doctor said:
If you're not careful, you won't grow old.

My granny from Nickerie always said:

Boy, you must eat well, because
being skinny is a sign of poverty.

Being fat here or in Holland
is quite a difference.

I don't mind either way.

I just want those women to be healthy
and not get sick.

You get it and you are
just as Surinamese as they are.

Close your eyes.

- Close your eyes for just a moment.
- Okay.

I walk alone in this rather quiet town

and I have never really felt homesick

I get it. Your roots
are more in Brabant than in Suriname.

What's going on here?

- Were you just serenading her?
- I'll leave--

No, stay, if you are interested.

- Nothing happened.
- Nothing happened?

I've been with a grouchy man
for months now.

We are living in paradise
and all you can do is complain.

Complain and talk about Mardi Gras.

We live here, Mike.
This is it. Here.

You and I.

The moon lies on its back
when it comes up here.

That's right, yes.

It's hot here, isn't it?

Mirna, is this wise?

Jesus, Vic.
I was humiliated a while ago.

I don't mention you
and your brother-in-law either.

You think there's something
between me and Tom Sawyer?

I'm not here for pleasure.

I'm trying to find my husband
before something happens to him.

Axel? Axel!

- High five.
- Oh yeah!

Did your mother teach you that?

Aren't you afraid Boeboelaas will come
and get you for singing in the dark?

Since when do you speak Dutch?

"Since when do you speak Dutch."

Did you sleep well?

Good morning, gentlemen.

- I see that you're looking far and wide.
- Yes, of course.

Suriname is much bigger
than Paramaribo.

Listen to someone else's heart.

You are nearer to the truth
than you think.

- All I hear is chickens.
- Girl, you can hear what you like.

But if you don't want to see the truth,
you'll put scratches on your soul.

- Shirley, can't we just talk?
- What about? Guus Meeuwis?

- You know what I mean.
- No, I don't get you at all.

I'm taking these ladies back.
Tomorrow I want an answer:

Will you stay here
or become Prince Mardi Gras?

- Aponi!
- I'm just curious.

- Thanks, Jozef.
- Okay.

Aponi.

You understand me, right?
Haven't you had a boyfriend?

But I'm waiting for the right person.
And then there's my sisters.

Boys tend to run away screaming
before they pass inspection.

Why did you scratch this out?

- Scratched out?
- This.

If you don't want to see the truth,
you'll put scratches on your soul.

- Is it that bad?
- Can you take me to Mariano now?

Mariano! Hey, Mariano!
I think I know who it is.

Don't you tire of yourself?

Listen, I scratched out his name
because I wish it hadn't happened,

- but he danced really well.
- Let me guess:

One with lots of smileys, right?

Yes, but the next day
he slept with someone else. Bastard.

- So now you want to play hard to get.
- Do you think I'm a slut?

No, but what do you want
with someone who doesn't want you?

- I want my child to know his dad.
- Even if he is a mapampang?

Wonnie.

I am your friend.

Maybe more than you know.

Compensate, compensate.

If you keep your clothes on,
they won't dry in the jungle.

I need a hand.

My zipper.

Thanks.

- What?
- Did check if there were spiders in it?

Asshole. It's your fault I'm standing
here. I'm here because of you.

Come here.

You're worried, aren't you?

You feels the clouds coming at you
and you're afraid the sky will follow.

- What are you looking for?
- My wife.

And my brother.
They took off together and I...

Yes, but who are you looking for?

- Jesus.
- No, that's not who you're looking for.

Who are you, who are you?

How do I know? I don't know.

I wish I knew, but I don't. There's
so much going on. What do I know?

Well, then let it go.

Throw it in the fire.
Let it go.

I always wanted to leave. Always.
And I did leave.

Like standing on the moon
all alone, totally lost.

My brother and I used to be the same,
only we had a different color.

You are more than a color.
You are you. Let it go.

- Cry and dance.
- I can't cry anymore.

If the gods can cry, why can't you?
Why?

Because I don't want to cry
about my brother again.

You are not your brother, you are you.
Joe na joe.

Suma na joe. Who are you?
You are you. Joe na joe.

- Mi na mi.
- Yes, very good. Go on.

- I am me: Axel. Mi na mi: Axel.
- That's right. Who are you?

- Mi na mi: Axel. Mi na mi. Mi na mi: Axel.
- Go, Axel. Very good.

Kind of heavy, eh?

I'd like you to stay.

This is far too complicated.

You see, Axel? You're never alone.

Come on, men.

You shouldn't push those boys.
How old are they now? People change.

Maybe they are no longer a good fit,
in spite of what you would like.

- I'm their mother.
- You look at them with an old heart.

Open your eyes.
Axel has become whiter than white.

Virgil is the same,
he hasn't changed much.

And I hate to say it,
but he's a mama's boy.

They are going
to cause each other grief.

Look at my own child.

She blames me for everything

- and I hook up with the first man I meet.
- Come on, the first one?

You're right. You're my brother-in-law,
the brother of my husband.

Why did you rip up that letter?

You knew how much
he wanted to go to university.

Do you know how much that hurt him?

What about Mom? She was devastated
when he left without saying goodbye.

Stop hiding behind your mother.

Hey. Hello.

Hi.

Are you all alone?

Yeah, take a good look.

This is
what a frumpy Dutch woman look like.

Hey...

...it was only a kiss.

Bye, monkey.

I swear we're going to find them, man.

And my brother as well.
I'll show them where I'm from.

"If you can't dance,
don't blame the music."

Alright, I'll find another station.
Hey, brada. Whoa, whoa.

- And you're really going after them?
- She's my wife.

- You seem pretty relaxed, though.
- I only get upset when necessary.

Yes, maybe I should try that.

I think your sister-in-law
is putting the make on Michael.

- Mirna is not that kind of person.
- But she has fallen hard for him.

- Maybe nothing happened.
- Is the pope Catholic?

I see how he looks at her.

Thanks a lot, guys.

I'm going with you.

I'm not going to wait around till
he knows what he wants. I'd go nuts.

- You're covered in it.
- Yes.

Are you sure we went to the property?

He was there
when Virgil brought that gold.

- Why keep looking for him?
- I want my child to know its dad.

You okay?
- Fine.

- Shall we go?
- Yes, thanks a lot. Bye.

Your story is a little strange.
Don't you think?

If you run off with a lover,
you wouldn't go into the jungle.

- You would go to a tropical island.
- But they did.

- Is she the adventurous type?
- No.

- Does she like sports?
- No.

Gold.

- My brother found gold.
- Really?

- Yes, on our property.
- Oh, so she likes guys with money.

You're talking about my wife.

I get it:
Nice property, gold, attractive guy.

You don't hear me say
that Michael is hot after a girl?

I really thought he would be happy here.

But he doesn't like it here at all.

Is this the two of you?

I like him. I don't think there are
a lot of men as reliable as he is.

- Who, Virgil?
- Yes.

- You're not so bad yourself.
- I do have a bit more life experience.

- And you're going to be a granddad.
- Indeed.

God punishes the greedy
and gold won't save you.

- Out!
- Axel.

This is my land.

- My son.
- You said it would only reach God's ears.

That's right,
but the Lord tells me everything.

- There, that's where my property ends.
- Alright.

I, eh... Wonnie said I could dig here.

- And who may be?
- I am a boyfriend.

Axel.

Axel?

Easy.

Virgil!

I'll beat your treachery out of you.
I'll break your neck and I'll--

- He's mad, he knows what he's saying.
- This is not the time for a discussion.

Shove that gold up your ass.
I want my wife back.

- Darling, can we talk?
- What? About how hot my brother is?

I crawled through the jungle for you
and you hide out with him?

No, you've got it all wrong.
Stop acting this way.

- I'll decide what I do.
- Don't be an idiot.

You never wanted to sell this land.

If I hadn't called the university,
I would've lost a whole year.

It was a letter addressed to me,
for me and you tore it up.

You left without saying anything.
Not a word, nothing.

Can you imagine how that feels?
Can you?

You didn't even ask
if I wanted to join you.

Or what I thought about
you studying in Holland. Well?

Mom cried her eyes out. I couldn't
go after you, it would've killed her.

I was stuck here. At least give me the
respect I deserve for looking after Mom.

And I am sorry about all the other shit.

What do you want to hear?

That I miss my brother?
Is that it? Yes, I miss my brother.

We were one, man.

In my head your life was so huge
that I was jealous of everything you did.

That whole gold thing is bullshit.

It was bullshit!

Darling, it's true. We went to the airport
and had you paged.

When we got back, you'd gone after us.
We were afraid you got lost.

I...

I am from Suriname.

He's gained consciousness.

- That's him.
- Him, who?

- Wonnie's boyfriend.
- Are you Wonnie's boyfriend?

Well, one of them.

How can you lie in the face of God?

"Thou shalt not covet another
man's garden." Goodbye, minister.

- Mom, Dad.
- Sweetie. How did you get here?

- By air.
- Sweetheart.

- Wonnie, honey, you're here at last.
- Is he the one?

- Is he the one?
- Sorry?

Okay.

Andy, I'm pregnant.

Whoa, not so fast.
We only just met.

But we're crazy about each other,
you know that.

- You're the love of my life.
- What?

It's why I'm digging like mad here.
For us.

But to start off by saying
you're pregnant? Be careful now.

Hey. Come here.
Come over here.

- What is that you see?
- Huh?

That's the prettiest girl
in Paramaribo, boy.

She's pregnant, you're the father.
Period.

No, I disagree.

Do you want me to punch you?

No, she'll find another--

Sweetie?

No, it's alright.

Wonnie! It's not alright. Let's go.

Go, go.

People are weird.

They hear "gold" and become loco.

I've had enough.

Will you hold me a moment?

Hello, I have good news.

The pregnancy is fine.
She had stomach cramps.

- Oh good. Well done.
- That's wonderful. Thank you.

- Hey.
- Hey, sis.

- Sweetie, we're going to freshen up.
- Alright, I'll see you in a bit. Bye.

- Hi. I brought you someone.
- Oh?

Hey. How are you feeling?

- So-so. I'm glad you came.
- Yes. And?

- And what?
- Mi gado, can't you see?

- See what?
- Look at him.

Remember what the luku woman said?

That you are closer
to the truth than you think, right?

He's standing in front of you, girl.

Oh, my god.

- Wonnie?
- I feel so dumb now.

- There's no need for that.
- Easy for you to say. Please go away.

Okay.

Wonnie.

I'm not going anywhere.

Hey, guys.
My wife is not as loose as you think.

- Was that another compliment?
- My lips are sealed.

Give everyone my love.

It's the right thing to do, Michael.
It's alright.

Well, you go on now.

I have a garden in my heart
but just for you

my rose

in my heart, just for you

my black rose

for you

my white rose

for you, yeah

- You feel better. Didn't I tell you?
- Yes, you're right.

- I've been thinking.
- I haven't, or I wouldn't be in this--

I want children. Whether they are mine,
Benny's or Piet's--

Mariano.

Will you be my smiley?

My boys.

I'm so sorry.

The luku woman was right.
The balls will keep rolling.

And the letter that...
- Mom.

- I'm really sorry.
- We already talked about it.

I probably
shouldn't have kept it a secret.

I understand why he tore it up.

I did that.

I desperately wanted
to keep you two together.

And you thought
I would get mad at Mom.

Don't make me cry, okay?

34 WEEKS LATER

She looks like me,
she's got my curly hair.

even if you hardly see me
even if you never see me

my love for you, brother
is never-ending

don't ever forget that