All language subtitles for Heels in the Hay S01E03.en-us.dialog.subtitle

PREVIOUSLY

Look how angry he is.

-You are too late.
-I'm not doing anything. I'm sick.

Yasmine, yeah, our little princess.

You're going "Fierljeppen."

Yeah.

I just can't do it.

Crying again, of course.

Tom, congrats.

I don't want to be in a suite with Tom,

I will be bored to death.

The votes are in. The two nominees are...

Jillian. And the other nominee

is you, Tom.

Who are you going to save?

This person can stay.

I would be annoyed if I return
and people don't want me here.

HEELS IN THE HAY

Tom and Jillian have been
nominated by the group.

One of them gets to stay,
while the other goes back to the city.

The village council decided...

that you're going home, Jillian.

Darling.

-I'm happy for you.
-And I'm happy for you.

-I'm going to miss you here.
-Me too.

-Unfortunately, Jillian...
-Yeah.

...your adventure ends here.
What's your first reaction?

I can go back to making TikToks

and sleep in my own bed.

Yes.

Tom?

I do want to say something
the village council told me,

they see growth.

Oh, yeah?

How nice.

Okay, Jillian, you can say
goodbye to the group.

I'm out.

Later, sweetie. I'll see you in Amsterdam.

-We will drink some champagne.
-Lovely, honey.

Well, babe.

-Good luck.
-Have fun on TikTok.

Thank you.

Bye, sweety. Good luck.

You know what?

Every game has its loser,

and this time it's me. So I'm going home.

-Give them hell back home.
-Auf wieder Schnitzel.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Bye, babe.

-Later.
-Bye.

This show really showed me

that I want to have my own estate

with my house and animals,

but I'll have to work for that first,

considering I've not won the jackpot.

I never see someone here.

You need to be nice to Pier.
Keep that in mind.

Tomorrow we're going to a different place
and we will make a good impression.

-Good one.
-Fabulous.

You were just on time today.

-Luckily I was.
-We were still chilling.

-We're not doing that anymore.
-No.

It's time to move on.

No more cow shit, hello fishing world.

The city dwellers are going to Urk,
but first they pass Harlingen,

because since the Afsluitdijk,
that's where the cutters of Urk unload.

There is money to be earned again
to increase the prize money.

But something is brewing in the group,

because this morning there has been
a confrontation between Yasmine and Shani.

And that has caused some tension.

I was packing my bags,
she was sitting on a hay bale

and she said to me,
"Grab that out of my bag."

And I just said, "Hey, princess."

She didn't like that. She got mad

and was like, "I've been sick
for two days, nobody helps me."

-I can't anymore.
-Me neither.

I just can't.

I get it that other people
are calling me a princess.

I am a princess, but you don't have
to keep repeating that over and over.

-She really got mad.
-Her face was fuming.

Ah.

Here we go.

I'm annoyed

by Yasmine's princess behavior.

Everyone has to do everything for her.
She's sick, she's around sitting all day.

That's not okay. It annoys me.

-Marc.
-Yordi.

Good morning, sunshine.

Welcome to Harlingen.

You're going from farming to fish trade.

I'm afraid of Urk with their fish trade.

Nothing is creepier than fish.
I'm really scared of them.

There is a cutter in this harbor.

What's a cutter?

The cutter has to be cleaned

and unloaded.

I'm not looking forward to it,
because I have a fish phobia.

I never swim in the sea, only in the pool.

The sea is scary, there's too many fish.

And, behind you there is a fish auction.

With hundreds of trays
in need of some cleaning.

-With fish.
-Gross.

I hope you have strong stomachs.

-All those intestines.
-My stomach is already hurting.

-I also have some good news…
-There is a cleaner.

…because each player today...

can earn €250.

Oh, wow.

That's serious money.

-Great, man.
-Great.

-Respect.
-Well done.

We can earn €2,500. That's good.

-That's not happening.
-It will, if everyone tries their best.

Come on. Let's go for it.

Lastly, I'd like to introduce two people.

Gentlemen.

-Hi.
-Hi, good morning.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Next to me are...

-Jauwk…
-Jauwk Kaptijn.

…and Cornelis.

What can the stars expect the coming days?

It's hard work,

we have a strong work ethic,
we don't like sissies. Just work hard.

I don't like that man.

He reminds me of my geography teacher.

He always had it in for me.

We don't want fives or fours,

but we expect eights and nines.
You are thrown to the wolves.

I can't stay idle here,

because I will be punished.
I'm going to try my best.

One thing is for sure: Our influencers

will seriously suffer here,
because the fishing trade is hard work.

And even more important,
the smell is worse here than in a cowshed.

Luckily, by now,
our heroes are used to a lot.

The fish storage smells so bad.
I almost had to throw up.

Close your legs, honey.

It smells like 15 million fish
rotting away in here.

What a smell.

Or it's between Lena's legs.
That's possible too.

That stinks too.

This is impossible, guys.

It really stinks of rotten fish.

-Ready?
-Aye aye, captain.

Mentally too?

-Definitely.
-Come on. Let's go.

Half of the group is going
with sailors Jauwk and Cornelis

to a fishing boat to unload it
for a maximum of €250 per person.

Shani and Tom have
to stack boxes on the dock

and Yordi, Iris and Shirley
are sent into the hold.

It goes up.

-Up.
-Up.

I got the worst task you could get.

The fish juice.

-A drop on my nose.
-That's all omega 3.

Well, shoot me.

The fish juice was leaking on me,
I felt like a piece of shit.

Yeah.

-Go back.
-Pull, pull.

Come on.

Need a hand pulling?

Yordi, this is going nowhere.

You're all talk.

And stop.

-Great.
-I'm trying my best here.

The other half stayed at the fish auction

where they can earn
a maximum of €250 each,

and they will do that under the guidance
of veterans Willen and Pieter

who are not used to city whiners.

In my face.

-I was terrified.
-There was shrimp on our face.

First we have to push 200 million boxes

used to store death fish
through the dishwasher.

Like at the airport,
where you put your watch in the box.

Something like that.

Faisel, you have to…

You have to throw it, right?
Like this? Yeah.

Stop, guys. Stop.

It's still going.

No, quick, Lena.

Yes, well done.

What a shitty job.

I wasn't really feeling it.

There were no nice windows,
it wasn't a nice workspace.

Oh, shit.

The mood on the dock is not great,

because sailor Jauwk
is bellowing orders to Shani and Tom

and they don't know what's happening.

A bit more active.

This is not good.

The boat owner was shouting at us,

we couldn't even talk.

Hold it. Yes, here.

-Hold this?
-You're just standing there.

I could tell that the guy
didn't want anything to do with me,

while I was just doing my work.

Tom, I like action.

Me too. I'm a hard worker.

You're not showing it.
I'd like to see some power.

-Okay.
-Roll up your sleeves.

-This guy is really annoying me.
-Is he always like this?

-It's taking too long.
-Too long, Yordi. In one go.

Take it up a notch.

How much more action can I give
besides holding ropes and boxes?

Take it, Tom. Come on.

-It's free.
-That's better. Finally.

Well done. That's what I mean.
I knew you could do it.

I didn't really take it all too well.
I was angry at that guy.

But he has to write my check,
so I'm not saying anything.

At the fish auction the cleaning crew
started their next job,

carrying boxes full of delicious shrimp.

-Oh, it's so heavy.
-It's not heavy.

-Are you getting the second one, Faisel?
-Who?

With your other hand, the second one.

Who do you think I am, Rico Verhoeven?

Then we had to carry those dirty boxes
to the cold storage

and it was like Freezlab,
where you go for cold therapy.

Work, Faisel. Come on.

You can do this. You're from Belgium,
I'm from Beverly Hills.

Yordi, you talk, but you're not
working fast. Everyone else is faster.

Where's the fish?

-Yordi, we're waiting.
-Yes.

-Come on, Yordi.
-What's this?

What's up? You're all red.

My forehead is covered in sweat.

You're yelling, but you have no power.

And he's like,
"You can't do this, this is not for you."

Like that. That's not okay to me.

You have to pick one, because he can't.

-He's messing it up.
-Yordi, we're waiting.

-Time is money in the fish trade.
-Yordi.

I'm not a difficult person,
but this was impossible.

I'm done with those people.

You're missing the box.

Sjaak will show you how it's done.

This is going nowhere.

...how to shovel the ice. Look.

Go hard, dude.

So you can see the difference.

-Step aside.
-Look.

You're really good.

Wow.

Wow.

There.

TEAM FISH AUCTION

Sir, we're done after this, right?

I'm not sure. Probably, not sure.

The other way.

-A break?
-A break?

I don't think I could work here,
but I don't think they would need me here.

How does this work?

How do you control it?

-They think and work differently.
-Yes.

One is afraid of getting his hands dirty.

Normally it goes faster.

TEAM CUTTER

-Up.
-Good job.

Hey, can we hire Iris?

The bigmouth is hiding.

He was praising the girls constantly.

You know what I see?
I see you're enjoying the work.

That's good.

"Oh, you're doing so well."

You know why?
Fishermen never see any women.

They're happy already
as soon as some women are on board.

He's just a horny, old man.

What do you do for a living?

Do you know OnlyFans?
You can post pictures,

and people can buy them
and take a membership to view them.

Ah, man. That's awful.

He's constantly chasing the girls.
"Oh, well done. Are you coming Saturday?"

He offered her a job.

-The ladies are joining me on Saturday.
-Nice.

Where to?

She stops sharing pictures
and she stops as a nail tech.

-Yeah?
-Yes.

I don't think so.

Hopefully he's not in the village council,

because if I get nominated,
I'll be the first to be keelhauled

as they would say it.

-How was it?
-I liked it.

-Yeah?
-A day I'll never forget.

Never to forget?

-What a cutie.
-It's nice here. Nice and warm people.

-You guys are great.
-Really great.

-Can we come back sometime?
-For sure. Next Saturday.

I unloaded all those boxes from that ship.

I pulled them on the dock,
held down, so that his fish

wouldn't be flopping on the ground.

So I expect to receive €250.

-Oh, my God. How exciting.
-I'm so curious.

-Me too.
-What do you think? €250?

I think I'll get the 250.

-Yes…
-Let me see.

I got 175.

That's crazy. I've worked hard,
I pulled out all those boxes.

-240?
-Wow.

Well done, Yasmine.

It does feel good

to contribute something,
because I'm always the princess.

I also have 175.

I worked hard,

I did everything they told me to do
and even more.

It's probably because
of that Urkish narrow-mindedness

that he deducted €75.

-Yordi, Yordi.
-€50?

-What?
-That man hates you.

-€50?
-I thought it was a joke.

-What!
-Yordi.

-Yordi.
-That's a bit sad.

-That's sad. Are you okay?
-Ah, sweetie.

That's so sad. Are you okay, buddy?

Of course, dude.

At the end of the day, I tried my best

and I ended up receiving only €50,

while we could earn €250.

I hope I never see that man again.

It's better for Yordi to stop talking,

because you never know
who's in the village council.

Besides, the total amount is quite good,

because the group earned €2,005,

and Yasmine finally made
a serious contribution.

And that brings the total
of the prize money to €8,140.

Let's hope the princess-conflict
between Yasmine and Shani gets resolved.

Yasmine's ignoring me. I'm dying.

-Is she ignoring you?
-Yes.

-When?
-Now, the whole time.

-Yeah, I know why.
-Yeah.

-Because I said she's a princess?
-She is annoyed with you.

I'm annoyed with her too.
Not just me, others as well.

I call a spade a spade.
"Stop acting like a princess.''

I'm not her slave.

If you don't tell me your problem,

I will not chase you to ask you what's up.

Suit yourself.

I'm holding my breath.

Especially because there's no
private suite booked for the two brats.

Let's hope it goes well.

The good news is they won't
have to sleep on hay bales anymore.

Because I've found them
a comfortable place to sleep,

although the beds may be a bit cramped.

-We're going on a boat.
-Yes.

Seriously?

Oh, yeah. De Zeekadet.

-We're going on a boat.
-Seriously?

-I'll get seasick.
-Gross. It's an ugly boat.

I see the boat and it looks very old.

It's almost falling apart. It's so rusty.

-A luxury yacht.
-I'm already getting nauseous.

I don't feel like sleeping here at all.

I'm seasick, so being on the water
is not really my thing.

What's this? Guys.

-Are we sleeping together?
-What the fuck.

How scary.

This is so claustrophobic.

This is impossible.

It's so cramped.

I already have these two big melons
attached to me.

My nipples will be touching
the ceiling all night.

It looks like one of those places
people sleep in

when they go on holidays without money.

-What's it called? A mo…
-A hostel.

-Hostel.
-A hostel.

I'm just glad I see a mattress.

My hips have been blown to smithereens,
because of the hay bales.

Well, blown to smithereens. Not sure what
that means, but you could say the same

about the bond between Yasmine and Shani.

So Lena decides to act as a peacemaker.

I don't like the irritations
between you guys.

-What?
-You and Shani.

I'm too tired to talk about it.
I really don't feel like it.

-It'll be so awkward in that small space.
-I don't feel like talking.

Okay, fine.

If you want to follow her, that's fine.

-I'm not following anyone.
-I'm seeing it. I see how it goes.

I'm not following anyone here.

You don't have to be like that.
If you want to fight, you can have one.

I'm talking to you.
I treated you normally in the car.

You think everyone is following Shani.

I've been fair to you, don't be like that.

You think everyone is following her,
while you're the one with an attitude

and I'm just trying to talk
to you like an adult.

When did I have an attitude towards you?

Do I have an… Against you?

Did I have an attitude towards you?

-Are you being serious?
-You're acting high and mighty.

Did I have an attitude towards you?
What are you talking about?

"Attitude all day."

I'm tired.

I talked normally in the car.
I don't know why you talk

about "attitude". I've worked.

You see me talking to Shani
and you feel threatened.

So what?

-It's not about feeling threatened.
-It is.

-It has nothing to do with it.
-It has.

I can see it myself.

-I'm done. Fuck you all.
-Yeah. go.

...followers. I'm done.

I'm done with the camera.
Get this thing off me.

Go home. Please.

Get me off this...boat.

-Just chill.
-Don't talk to me.

-Chill.
-Marc, don't talk to me right now.

-You're not angry at me, chill.
-Don't talk to me.

Get this...thing off me.

She behaves like a princess.
Please, just go home.

-Are you trying to leave…
-Yes. Could you help me?

-What's wrong?
-Come.

I'm just letting her leave.
I'm not saying, "No, stay here."

She wasn't bringing in any money,
so I was like, "Yasmine, go."

-What's this?
-I'm done.

I'm done.

Get me off this...boat.

I'm really done here.

Completely done. They can get my stuff.

This was bound to happen.

Don't talk behind people's back.
If you do that

and make a big deal out of it,
while nothing is going on, you get this.

Is it about the princess?

Yeah, but please. Just chill.
She's acting like one, right?

I'm 26 years old.
I'm not going to behave childishly

and get in a fight about the "princess".

If you can't handle it,
don't be on television

acting like the "Moroccan Princess."

Just don't act like a princess.

Yasmine is a feisty woman.

-Have you never seen that?
-That feisty? No, man.

Yeah.

You don't want to wake up
next to that attitude.

-That's a lot.
-I wouldn't care…

I'm telling you…

-You don't want to wake up next to that.
-I'm not picky.

I wouldn't be able to control her,
she would control me.

I think so too.

That can be fun too, right?

In bed she would tell me
what to do, "Doggy."

I'm leaving. I'm going to find Lena.

Girls among girls.

They have no luxury and they're

on top of each other.

That creates little conflicts.

Girls among girls
always leads to bickering.

So it was inevitable
something small would turn into a big deal

and now it has happened.

That has definitely happened.

It got so big for Yasmine,
that she decided to stop.

-What's up?
-I'm going home.

-Stop.
-Yeah.

Yasmine, stay.

-I'm going home.
-You can't leave me here.

-I can.
-No, I'm going to cry.

-No.
-Why?

I'm leaving.

Who will make me laugh now
and talk about shrimps and salmon?

-No.
-Yes, honey.

-I'm going to cry.
-Don't cry. Relax.

-No, I can't--
-Come on. You can.

Don't cry, because then I'll cry…

Stop. I'd have to cry too, I hate that.

-No, you can't leave me alone.
-Don't cry.

-Why are you making me cry?
-No one around here is fun.

Let me put on my glasses.

She's not staying, unfortunately.

I'm pissed, she was my friend here.

She made me laugh. She's a vibe.
Standing there with her glasses and hair

and be like,
"I just want shrimp and salmon."

So, no.

I know myself in those situations,
it's better for me to leave.

Because I can't be myself. You get me?

Why am I pissed at her? You know?

Don't lie to my face. I can't handle that.

She is bossy.
Everyone has to follow Yasmine.

So... yeah.

That's where it went wrong.
I couldn't hold back. I brought it up.

Bye, sweeties.

-Bye, bye. Safe travels.
-Bye.

No one is voting out my shrimp and salmon.

-Bye.
-Bye.

It's a shame I'm going home like this.

Because it's stupid
that something really small

became this big of a deal.

We have to learn to live
with the fact that Yasmine

evades a violent conflict.

That doesn't mean
the journey also ends for the rest.

I keep sending letters,

because the other nine influencers
have to go on.

I have a love letter.

-Shirley.
-Shirley.

-Fan mail from Urk.
-Don't fall.

-Gosh.
-Okay.

"Hello, dear city dwellers.
Welcome to Urk."

"How nice is it to sleep
on a mattress again?"

"Get ready quick,
because in the Butter house in the harbor

you're going to cook with locals."

-Gross.
-No.

"Something delicious will be
on the menu. Urk cabbage with crab

and wet sausage."

-Wet sausage? Cabbage?
-Wet?

-Gross.
-I don't have time for that.

Let's see what kind of wet sausage
they will be throwing in our face.

Why don't we eat fish nuggets? I don't
even eat sausage. Not that kind at least.

I don't eat pork,
because my family didn't eat it,

and I kind of kept it that way,
so I still don't want to eat it.

The clock is ticking. Because of what
happened they're late for the cooking.

And if it's something they don't like…

Let's see if they show up. It's 4:10 pm.

-Who are we dealing with?
-I'm hungry.

-Someone is coming.
-Would that be them?

-Hello.
-Hello.

They're strangers, not locals.

Welcome to Urk.

There are two older ladies
dressed in Urkish traditional costume.

I thought, "What's this all about?"

A bit late. I'm hungry.

-Me too.
-We are hungry too.

So are you guys excited?

Follow me. In pairs, please.

Are they wearing a wig?

-No, it's their real hair.
-Is that real hair?

This is the Butter house.

Do you know what influencers are?

Those are people on TikTok who…

-They promote stuff…
-Well…

And they get money for it.
So that other people start buying it.

We, or you guys, are going to cook

cabbage stew.

Cabbage stew is a soup

that was being made back in the days

by people who were poor,
who didn't have any money,

so it was kind of a poor man's meal.

The soup was made

by people who were in debt rehabilitation
and who didn't have money,

so they could only buy an onion and
a cauliflower or something? I don't know.

It has to cook for 3.5 hours.
It should be as soft as butter.

No.

But 3.5 hours, is that true?

The cabbage and onions
have to be as soft as butter.

But we're going to work hard, right?

-Yes!
-Definitely.

-So it cooks quickly.
-High five.

You don't know if they're
in the village council.

So I was being humble and giving them
a high five to make a good impression.

I'm cutting it like this

and then like that. Now I get cubes.

Wow, you're so smart.

-Cooking with Iris.
-Cooking with Iris.

Hopefully we won't find
any plastic in the food,

because I see some with fake nails.
Well done, Tom. Great.

People often think, "She can't do anything
with those long nails."

"She's at home doing nothing
or is only doing social media."

I'm really starting to tear up.

-There are napkins for tears.
-I can do it for you.

So what do you influence?

-Me?
-Yes.

I participated in Ex on the Beach.

It's like a sex show.

-A sex show?
-Yes.

-Why don't we know about this, Jannie?
-It was before our time.

We haven't had sex in 40 years.

If they can make a quick buck…
But I would say, to go into fishing

and work with your hands.

He's doing good, right?

-Well done.
-Yordi.

-Yes, I'm trying my best.
-Good job.

Come on. He found his calling: dishwasher.

He's trying hard.

-Well…
-In the kitchen.

-We're going to drink some coffee.
-Sorry?

-Drink some coffee.
-Yeah.

I knew I was behind in points
because of the fishermen,

so I thought, "I will show
my best side with the cooking."

If they're in the village council,
I will have made a good impression.

I don't eat pork

and I've cut that onion with love
for you all, but I'm leaving.

I'm... out.

I'm going to get some fish nuggets,
because I expected

we would be eating fish in Urk.

And I don't eat pork.
I want fish nuggets. I'm in Urk, honey.

I want fish, no more pork.
What does pork have to do with Urk?

A lovely fish nugget with some sauce.

-Lovely.
-Shrimp and salmon.

-Shrimp.
-I want salmon.

Oh, look, an old boat. A real VOC vessel.

Who wants some soup?

Don't drop it, otherwise we have nothing.

All that work for nothing.

There you go.

Wow.

Thank you.

Aren't we missing some people?

Now we're getting more.

Is it closed?

-So we're not getting fish.
-No.

-We'll find something else. Fries?
-Some fries?

Let's get some fries. Quick.

-Why is it closed?
-It's really our luck.

I thought it was open 24/7.

Yeah, sure. That's your luck.
All that, while the rest can eat. Almost.

Amen.

Amen.

-Enjoy, everyone.
-Enjoy.

Who wants a serving?

This is cozy, the Urkish way.

-The Urkish way.
-I like it.

So much meat.

It looked bad. I was like,
"I don't want to eat that."

I just don't want it.

-Wow, that's crazy.
-Is it good?

I've never had such good soup.

We know that not everyone in Urk
likes this soup.

We were happily surprised they liked it.

At least some fries,
despite not finding fish nuggets.

Hopefully the rest are happy too.

-I hope so too.
-A delicious croquette.

I hope it's tasty or I throw
this cheese pastry in their face.

-It's really well done.
-Tasty with the bacon.

-Lovely.
-Oh, yeah.

-You cooked well, boys and girls.
-Thank you.

Yeah, top show.

After four bites I was done.
My guts were going crazy.

Okay, guys. We have…

-First of all, thank you.
-You're welcome.

Everyone prefers fries over soup, right?

We thought to bring everyone some fries.

Now you're eating fries
and we have this pan of soup.

It might be a bit disrespectful
to get food from somewhere else,

but I was happy with the fries.

-How was the soup?
-Really good.

-It was great.
-Yes.

-You missed something.
-Yeah, sorry.

When I smelled the soup,
I was happy with the fries,

because the soup
smelled like ass crack dot com, sorry.

-Thank you, madam.
-Thank you.

-Hey.
-Thank you.

-Bye.
-Bye.

I'm full, dude. I ate well.

-A real tasty soup.
-It was.

Tasty soup, dude.

Everybody has had enough.
Thanks for the fries, Faisel.

He comes with a bag of fries for everyone.

He comes bringing fries.
So we're here with the soup.

Yeah, we have to throw away
the whole pan with meat.

This was a bit disrespectful to us.

We had to throw away a lot.

-That's a shame.
-That's a shame.

A real shame.

It definitely is a real shame,
but no one realizes that on the boat,

where everyone is happy with themselves.

Like always.

-Shirley, your bra.
-That's not mine. It is.

It's mine.

But guys, what a day. It was tough.

I'm going to bed happy,
but I'm very tired.

We had to wake up early,
we had a long day,

but I'm happy to be back
in the civilized world.

-Good night.
-I like this boat.

We will see where we end up
in the coming days.

-Yordi.
-Yes?

Don't be farting all night.

I don't do that kind of thing. Others do.

I'm going to sleep with a good feeling.

Have a good night's rest.
Tomorrow is another day. New drama.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Bye.

It's Sunday in Urk, one of the few places
where it's still considered a holy day,

and so there is no work today.

But that doesn't mean a relaxing morning.

Turn it off.

This is crazy.

How awful.

This is so early.

What a hell. I think that smell
came right out of Yordi's ass.

I think he farted all night
in his sleeping bag

and when he opened it
the whole room was gassed.

-Guys, I have a letter.
-Do you have a letter?

-Yes, a letter.
-A letter, so early.

"Good morning, influencer."

"As most of you know,
most people in Urk are religious."

"Sunday is a day of rest
and most inhabitants take that seriously."

"Please be mindful of that."

"Now put on your best outfit
and be ready to go to church."

"Regards, Robbert."

Do you hear that?

I never go to church.

Not even for a funeral
of a family member. I just don't go.

I'm not Christian at all.

Everything Jesus predicts
and what God is saying,

I'm like the opposite. That's Shani.

I will come out cursed.

I can't be saved anymore,
the Lord can't save me.

We can't be dressed like sluts,
that would be disrespectful.

It's going to be something
if we are dressed like sluts

and walk into the church like that.

I can hear the church bells.
It's Sunday, right?

Everyone understands they have to behave,

but will this version
of appropriate attire be appreciated?

I only have latex pants,

and Tom always dresses
like it's the Paris Fashion Week.

So I thought, "People will faint
and pray harder when they see us."

It's sad for old people to see
such a slut walking into the church.

There is 700 cc in here.

More than three pounds.
They've never seen that before.

They will have a heart attack
when I enter.

Hello. Good morning.

It will probably be a shock
to those poor people of Urk.

Fortunately, I've invited a good friend
to help the group.

It's Jacomien,
known to some of our reality stars.

Not only was she born and raised in Urk,
she's also very religious.

-How fun.
-You're really dressed like it's a Sunday.

Right? Thank you.

-Yeah, you should wear a scarf.
-I really tried my best.

I was in a jungle show with Jacomien,
so I immediately recognized her.

When I found out we were going to Urk,
I was hoping to meet Jacomien.

Well, you're totally like Mary Magdalene.

-Thank you.
-Nice.

-Hello, I'm Jacomien.
-Hi.

She's a hot chick.
If she invited me to church,

I'd definitely drive three hours to Urk.
I will be pulling out somewhere else.

Who has been to church before?

-Definitely.
-Me.

I've been to church before.
I did my first communion.

I go to church sometimes,
but just to light candles and watch.

They look a bit different
than your regular churchgoer.

I don't know what this is.
Did someone get married?

When I think of the church
I think of people wearing veils,

black clothes, pearls and diamonds.

I thought to dress like this, because
that's what everyone else is wearing.

We definitely drew attention.

We're in Urk and they're not used to it,
to have a circus like this around them.

-Is that not right?
-How bad.

Let's have a moment of silence before we
start this service in meeting each other.

Our help is the name of the Lord,
creator of heaven and earth…

I don't even know the difference
between Jesus and God. It's bad.

I don't know if it's the same person.

I have no idea what God looks like. No.

I do know Jesus has a long beard,
but I don't know what God looks like.

Thank you Lord, for not judging people

like we do…

Spiritus Sanctus.

…but that You take us as we are.

I tried to listen, but it was a long story

with words I don't know.

Like I was listening to another language.

I saw that woman portraying things,
but I didn't listen.

My eyes were closed. I turned to myself.

I thought, "What are we eating later?"

How we can be with You, even at this hour.

The love of God,
where can you see that in this world?

To be honest, I thought it was boring.

I even slept for a moment.

I did sing along for a while.

I won't give in,
maybe this woman is in the council.

And then you're glad
that you participated.

It sounded like the national anthem
Wilhelmus, so I started singing too.

Wilhelmus…

So it looks like I'm singing.

I tried it at least.

The service ended
without any major incidents,

but the group is invited for coffee

and everyone has to make
a good impression.

-You're from The Hague.
-No, from Amsterdam.

-Are you from Amsterdam?
-Yes.

I'm from Huizen, but started living
in Amsterdam this year.

After the service I noticed
everyone wanted to chat with us

and they wanted to know where we are from.

They liked our outfits.

What I've heard about church,

is that they have these
"pray the gay away" camps,

where they pray for you
to pray away the gay.

It was nothing like that here.
They were quite open-minded.

Well, it was fun.
I want to know how you experienced

being in church.

It was nice to experience.

I don't buy it. He was sleeping.
He had a nice experience sleeping.

"Hello, city dwellers."

"In a few moments you will be asked again

to choose two opponents

who will be assessed
by the village council."

I was shocked to hear
I have to nominate people again.

I thought, "Yasmine left yesterday,

so we can skip this voting round." But no.

"Get ready for the ceremony.
See you later. Regards, Robbert."

-Stop it.
-What?

No one expected
we would have to vote again.

I thought we would have a rest day
and this is not a rest day.

We have to vote tactically now,
and it's not smart to pick Tom or Iris,

because they are easy to vote out.
The rest will pick them first.

So I think I have to vote for Marc.

This could be fun at the village council,

because someone has to go home.

So left and right evil plans
are being made,

because no one wants to get nominated.

-I think I'm screwed.
-I don't think so, together we're strong.

If I get nominated as one of the two,

I will be screwed.

So Marc-Junior and his best friend Yordi
decide to play Lena.

But who is playing honest
and who is playing sneaky?

-You're conspiring.
-We want you with us.

Okay, I want to join.

Talk quietly.

Who are you going to vote for?

I don't know. I've talked with Shani.

Yes.

Tom is easy to vote for,
so it would be a waste voting for him.

Yes, we were thinking about Iris.

Did I cross your mind?

-You? No.
-Zero.

-Really?
-No.

-Iris and Tom.
-Okay.

-Yes?
-Yes.

-I will talk with Shani.
-Okay.

-Okay? Deal.
-Shani is talking to Shirley.

-Okay, that's fine.
-Yes, that's good.

-Okay. Check.
-Check.

Shani and I are talking later,

so we're going to discuss
who we are going to vote for.

I'm hoping we end up
in the final together.

For now we're trying
to be friends with everyone...

and hopefully Marc,
Yordi and Jasey will play along.

I told them I made a deal with you

to vote for Iris,

and we thought of voting for Marc,

but we couldn't do that. I said…

I'm going to vote for Marc.
Hundred percent.

Eventually, yes. But he's going
to vote for us at some point.

-Listen.
-Yes.

We did a pinky promise with Lena.

-Yeah.
-You know what it is?

Then she went down
and I was eavesdropping,

-but Lena wants to vote for me.
-Get out.

Yes, I swear. I really need your vote.

We did a pinky promise,
but I honestly need your vote.

Please, give it.

If she goes through with it,

I'll be screwed tomorrow.

After the pinky promise, she went down

and broke it immediately by voting for me.

-Are you sure?
-Hundred percent.

Everyone tries to manipulate each other,

but my manipulation works best.

We will see if those big words
turn out well.

Even in the faraway Urk
the voting will take place

and someone will lose their chance
to win the increasing prize money.

Dear city dwellers,

welcome to your third elimination.

-Yesterday, Yasmine left.
-Yes.

-How was it today, without her?
-Calm.

I didn't have a problem with her.
We were cool.

She was going crazy. I don't know why.

Lena, what are your thoughts?

Same. It's definitely more calm,

but the group is also closer now.
I like it this way.

How are you feeling tonight?

I have to say,

friendships are being made,
promises are being broken left and right,

so I'm curious how this day will end.

What do you mean by
"promises are being broken"?

We will see later.

How do you feel about that, Marc?

I do feel being driven into a corner.
A cornered beast will fight back.

I'm thinking about myself.
I'm here for the money, not for you all.

-There you go.
-Oh, Marcie.

I thought everyone is here for me.

Whoever has a problem with me,
can speak up. I'm being straight.

I don't think you're being straight.

You corned me, Sha…

-Shani?
-…Lena.

How so?

You told me you wanted to vote for me,
and after you said it was a joke,

but in the hallway I heard you saying
I'm a strong player you want out.

-But I told you, didn't I?
-So, we're good?

After that we promised something,
but then you go behind my back

and say you're voting for me? Never mind.

-That's what I do, right? Play tactically.
-Yes.

Is it okay?

I think it's okay,
but I can't stand hypocrites.

Maybe I was, but you were too.

-Do you call me a hypocrite?
-Yes.

Okay, you're going to write down
two names again.

Two names of a person

you don't want to see
reach the finish line.

-Is that clear?
-Yes.

Then it's time to vote.

Shani.

I'm voting for Tom.
I still don't have a connection with him.

Lena is a hundred percent voting for me,
so I'm going to play out Lena.

Marc.

The plan is coming together, step by step.

It's nerve-racking and I can tell everyone

is playing a game
of favoritism or whatever.

It's difficult to come up with two names,

but I have to be tougher
and play tactically indeed.

Faisel.

Do you what it is? Everyone wants money,
so it's sad for everyone.

As long as no one votes for me.

Finally, you can write down
two names, Tom.

I'm not worried now,

but that can quickly change.
It could be there later on. Trust nobody.

I won't keep you in suspense any longer.

The first city dweller...

the village council
is going to decide on is...

Iris.

And besides Iris

the village council will decide on...

Lena.

Who do you think voted for you, Lena?

I honestly don't know.

Marc for sure.

And I think he convinced others

-to vote for me.
-I didn't do that.

I have no idea.

I want to tell you to grab your bags,

but not yet.

Because today is Sunday...

a rest day.

There is no work today,

so the village council
cannot discuss this matter.

We will hear the judgement,
of who will go home, later.

That's even more strange.

Lastly, I want to share
how many votes each of you got.

Iris, you got seven votes.

And Lena, you got six votes.

That was it for now. See you tomorrow.

This really sucks.

What?

-This is really bad.
-This sucks.

Just send me home now.

Now I have to be here another day
with these hypocrites.

Today no one is going home.

In fact, someone else is joining.

In order to give
our influencers a fair shot

to increase the prize money
as much as possible,

I've recruited some new hands
with razor sharp nails.

-Welcome to Urk.
-Yes.

NEXT TIME

I'm the first foreigner
who has ever worn this.

Oh, my God.

-It's licking my boob.
-She's just horny.

Yordi, are you going?

Fuck that money, dude.

No.

There were huge, fat fish heads

which almost gave me a stroke.

I think she could cause a stir.

She's a bit crazy too.

I'm done with it.

He totally screwed it.

-You're going crazy.
-You walk away again.

-Because otherwise I will get you.
-So do it.

Now the game is really on.

-I'm about to burst.
-Act normal.

You act normal...idiot.

I'm afraid one of us has to leave.