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Let me see.

Does it hurt?

So, Lotte. We'll pick you up in a moment.

Good day sir.

Here, strawberry. It's the best.

No, thanks. I'm not hungry.

You'll starve.

It's stuck.

I can't get it to move!

Mike, you're next. - I can't.

I'm counting down. 3, 2, 1...

You know what's really gross? Carrots.

No, don't. I have your lab results.

Really?

Wait, get dressed first.

Mike, don't touch that.

I see little purple balls.

Let's wait for your mother.

Is that good or bad? - What?

Those purple balls.

Your new bone marrow makes them.

The marrow I got from my mom. - Exactly.

What's keeping her?

I left a few messages, I can't reach her.

Those balls, what's their job?

They eat the bugs that make you sick.

So I'm cured?

I'll tell you more when your mom gets here.

But it's looking good.

Can I go home? - Well...

I'm going home!

I'm going home!

What? - I'm going home!

You've reached Natasja.

Leave a message after the tone.

Your son is waiting for you. What's keeping you?

MIKE SAYS GOODBYE!

Why are you still here?

Did your mom forget you again?

Did you bring your passport?

Hey cowboy, where are you going?

I can go home. My mom is picking me up.

And you figured you'd go on ahead.

Is there time for a Choco Deluxe before you leave?

Yeah.

With sprinkles? - Naturally.

And whip cream? - Indulge yourself.

I came to see how you're doing.

I'm Cilia.

I'm from the Youth Welfare Bureau.

You've been here a while, haven't you?

It's almost Christmas.

I'll go home then.

I want to talk to you about that.

You were very sick, weren't you?

That was quite hard for your mother.

Well, she was hardly ever here.

Oh?

How often did she visit you the past few months?

I don't know.

She's very busy.

Do you miss your mom?

We are a bit worried about your mom, Mike.

She forgets all her appointments and we often can't reach her.

What happens when you're back home? - It'll be much better.

Do you really think so?

We doubt your mother can take good care of you.

That's not so difficult.

The point is, Mike...

If you can't live at home...

you must go someplace else.

That's my bed.

Weren't you leaving?

What do Mike's mom and a ghost have in common?

They both don't exist.

Hey, stop that! - Jeroen, what's going on?

See what you did? Do you see what you did?

Let him go.

This kid molested my son. And now he has a fit.

That's not Mike's fault. - Yes it is.

Jeroen has epilepsy. Those fits come and go.

Are you okay? - Yes.

Vincent, this is Mike. You'll be sharing your room.

If you talk crap like Jeroen, I'll beat you to pulp.

Behave yourself!

If you have any questions about the children's ward, ask Mike.

I'll grab some sheets.

Where you in an accident?

Car accident? Bike?

How long will you stay?

I want to sleep.

Geez, you are boring.

Look what I got!

Hi sweety.

Oh nice, a roommate.

Mike, get back to work.

Mom!

Hey Shorty!

You're not panting anymore!

What kept you so long?

Look what I brought!

Come, let's go grab your things.

We'll buy you new clothes today.

When we go to town we might as well...

Go to the fair!

Drive the bumper cars! Remember, last Christmas?

Miss Fasilowski.

We expected you three days ago.

I was busy, didn't I tell you?

You didn't call to cancel.

I'm here now.

Mike was at a loose end, waiting for you as usual.

Did Youth Care get in touch wit you?

They might have, yes.

You're not allowed to take Mike home.

Are you behind all this?

Mike is a child. - And I'm his mother.

We haven't noticed so.

As if you're always here.

It's handed to the Juvenile Judge. He decides what happens to Mike.

Are you crazy? He's coming with me!

If you take him I must call the police.

I won't let you win this.

Natasja!

What's that?

A clinic.

You're not helping Mike by sitting in a bar all day.

Mind your own business.

Who does she think she is? God?

I'm coming with you.

I'm sorry Shorty, but I can't take you home now.

Why not?

Because they're a bunch of busybodies.

Come on kid, I'll sort it out. I promise.

Meanwhile you can decide what color cotton candy you want.

And? Did that help?

Sweetie, I want to talk to you.

I don't.

I'd love to see you go home, it would be so much quieter here.

But I also want you to be okay. - I am okay.

You need someone to take care of you.

You need your medicine or you'll get sick again.

Eat well, sleep well, have your clothes washed.

Your mom can't help you with that.

If I can do things on my own, will you let me go?

The Juvenile Judge must decide that.

Hey, pick that up. - Do it yourself.

Dear mister Juvenile Judge,

My name is Mike and I'm 10 years old.

I'm ready to go home.

Don't worry our house doesn't get cleaned...

or my dirty clothes.

Dad will be impressed when you sit in a wheelchair.

It's important you keep moving.

Just give it a try. - Why should I?

This isn't working.

I'll eat healthy.

Teach me how to cook.

Tomato soup I bet? Come on, scram.

And I know exactly what medicine to take.

Sweaty...

I know it's really hard...

You know nothing at all.

That's why I'm ready to go home.

Greetings from Mike.

Wait, let me help you.

Why aren't you using crutches?

Because.

You broke only one leg.

My spine is broken. I can't walk.

Never again?

Here.

And you?

Leukemia. A type of cancer.

I know. Blood cancer.

But I'm cured.

Then why are you here?

Because... I'll go home this week.

Nice.

Yeah.

Come on.

You can't stay in bed forever.

Did you know we have a swimming pool?

It's specifically for rehabilitation.

Keep your filthy hands off my stuff.

A love letter!

'Independent' has no A, 'cured' has no Q...

and 'judge' begins with J, not G.

Slide your bottom to the side of the bed.

Now, come on.

I'm sure you can do it.

'Wheelchair' is spelled with a W.

Shall we race him downstairs?

Do you have an envelope?

Sir.

That'll teach that poodle.

Poodle? - That Youth Care woman.

Stamps?

The mailroom is in charge of stamps, sergeant.

Well done, soldier.

Cookie? - Yes, thank you.

Choco Deluxe? - That's why I'm here.

Did you already form groups?

Yes, Olivier, Jesse and me work together.

And you, of course.

When you're better.

Is that your wheelchair?

No it's his.

Didn't you get my card?

No.

Did it have an airplane on it?

I'm off to see Lotte.

I'm catching up on you. - Mine is still longer.

Tomorrow I'll get two more beads.

One for chemo.

And one for radiation therapy. Look.

I had that too.

Sure.

Really.

Where you scared?

But my mom was.

Why?

She was afraid I'd die so she gave me this.

It brings luck.

If you wear it you get better.

And you? Are you scared?

Well... At least I don't have to dye my hair.

Here, it'll make you look cool too.

Hey Mike...

Thanks.

Do you want to say goodbye to the staff or a fellow patient?

Apply and be our guest in the studio.

Farah, welcome. Who's cake is that?

It's for the nurses.

That's sweet. Why do they deserve it?

Because I'm going home.

Can I have a piece?

Not even a tiny piece?

You're already too fat.

Maybe that rose? Some raspberries?

You have to regain balance.

Grab your leg with both hands.

It won't work.

There, it worked.

I'll be right back.

Hi Mike.

What are you doing?

Wasn't that my wheelchair?

Don't be so stupid.

Why didn't you tell your friends it's yours?

Why are you telling people you can go home?

I'm going downstairs.

Would you rather stay here with Lofty?

Come.

Hold on.

I'll count down. 3, 2, 1...

Vincent must learn to accept what happened.

He says no word about it.

Is there a way for him to blow of some steam?

Not really. - He adores airplanes.

I think he needs psychological help.

I'm faster.

I'm winning.

Did you see how fast I went? - You bet I did.

With screeching tires.

Mike!

So you're Mike.

I'm Lisanne Kleijn.

I'm the Juvenile Judge.

You're very independent for your age.

Yes.

I can tell by your beautiful letter.

Mom doesn't have to do anything. I can do it.

I think it's also important you have time to play a bit.

I can play a lot at my moms.

And I can watch TV.

I even know what medicine to take.

Bactrimel, methotrexate, cyclosporine and zelitrex.

Do you remember how it was when you got sick?

I was really tired. And I had bruises everywhere.

But now I'm cured.

Your mother is also sort of sick.

So she has to be cured too. - Indeed, she has to.

But where would you live? - I can stay here.

You can't live in a hospital when you're cured.

I've lived here for months.

And that's long enough, don't you think?

What do you call a skeleton in the closet?

Last year's winner of hide and seek.

So your the comedian in the family.

Vincent, I'm hungry.

Hey bigmouth, why don't you be my guinea pig?

Are you very attached to your arm?

A spinal puncture is more scary.

It cuts through all plaster. And when it reaches your skin...

it just vibrates a bit.

Can you feel this?

No.

And this?

It'll never be alright again.

You know how carrier pigeons find their way home?

Nobody knows.

But they do find it.

Shit, it's the Poodle!

Sorry, we're in the middle of a treatment.

Look who's here.

Mom!

I always lost him.

I'd turn around and he'd crawl into a cupboard.

But that one time, I searched the entire house.

Where were you Mike?

Natasja...

In the neighbor's pigeon coop.

How long I scrubbed to get the bird-do out your hair.

You cut it. - Right, it was the only way.

And the trimmer was accidentally set to zero.

Wasn't there something you had to say, Natasja?

Yeah.

We just came from the courthouse.

You should've seen the size of that building.

You'll be placed in foster care temporarily.

No, I won't go. I'm not going!

I'm so sorry... - You promised!

Mike, where are you going? Get back here.

You must listen to me!

Shut up.

I'm not going.

I'll make it right, I promise.

Don't, Natasja! - I don't believe you.

Give me a chance. You'll live with me, just like before.

Don't make promises you can't keep.

Look at me.

I'll settle it.

This time for real.

Really? - I swear.

How did you get so wet?

How am I flying? I can't see.

Are you blind too now?

They want me to live with foster parents.

What do you mean, no room?

There must be.

I must come as quickly as possible.

No, that's no problem. I'm leaving right now.

When will your foster parents come? - Tomorrow.

Can't we send him?

Do you want to live with his parents?

No...

Hey, Mike...

If you don't want to live with them...

you must make sure they don't want you.

You could eat really gross.

My mother hates that.

You don't even have to try hard.

I could burp a lot.

PSYCHIATRIC WARD

That's Parkinson's disease. My grandpa had it.

I'd love to swim. In a really nice bikini.

I'd wear some flowers in my hair.

Look at that man.

Filthy crap!

Shut your trap! Sorry.

Filthy crap! Shut your trap!

Sorry.

I want cheese. - Silent night...

Stop it. - Holy night.

There they come!

Hello!

Mike?

Filthy crap! Piss off!

Mike?

Hi, I am Yolanda, and this is Sjoerd.

Silent night

Holy night

Mike, that's enough!

He's never like this.

I don't know what has got into him.

Hey, that's nice. You're an Ajax fan?

If you want we can see a match.

I have season tickets.

Really?

Yeah. So come on.

Take your coat, it's cold out.

It's fun to have you over.

We don't have any children.

We miss that.

I miss my mom.

WELCOME MIKE

Well buddy, what do you think?

Tidy.

Tidy?

Okay Mike, here he comes.

Too bad.

Back-pass.

Well done, good.

Look at those skills.

Back-pass.

Pity.

Take off your coat, dinner is ready.

I'm cold.

This kid doesn't have much energy yet.

I don't feel so well.

Would you like some water?

If you have a fever we must immediately call the hospital

I know it's unpleasant.

But we must be sure.

Do you want to do it yourself?

It's already passing.

Sure?

We don't want you to get sick.

Mom always drinks wine.

It makes her happy.

Right.

Here you go.

Is that a real one?

Yes, that's a Nordmann from Sweden.

We put Christmas gifts under it.

I'll be home for Christmas.

I'm not sure you can count on that.

Sure. I'll be with my mom on Christmas day.

It can also be nice here.

Maybe we can invite your mom?

Would you like to see your room?

Mike?

Oh no! - Mike!

He's having a seizure. They didn't mention that.

You're already back?

They didn't want a Jeroen.

Did you...?

Epilepsy.

I'm not living with people I don't know.

You think you're such a big boy.

But you just blew your best chance.

Your best chance?

Where are we going?

Heaven.

Airbus A380.

Two decks and Rolls Royce engines.

Wow. How do you know those things?

My father is a pilot.

Right.

Cool.

Yeah.

Very cool.

And your dad?

I only have my mom.

Did you know him?

Do you want to become a pilot?

I can't, not anymore.

Do you want a joke or a story?

Joke.

What's brown and crawls up your leg?

A homesick turd.

You know what I'll do when I get home?

Play with my dog. I haven't seen him for ages.

I'm going to the fair. - The fair?

Ride the bumper-cars with my mom.

Take this.

How does it look?

Jesus has no wings.

Didn't he go to heaven?

This is for you.

It's from my mom.

She says she's doing good.

Have some.

Because I can go home for Christmas.

Almost everybody is going home.

You're not.

I'm staying here too.

Why's that?

The stair lift isn't installed yet.

You're both pathetic.

Can you please sit still?

Come on Mike.

I talked to Sjoerd and Yolanda. I tried my very...

Sorry.

Because of your little joke they don't want to you.

And there are no other foster families right now.

So I can go to my mom.

You really think so?

I can't go anywhere else.

Yes you can.

Look.

It's called 'The Buoy'.

A children's home?

A Living Group.

They have room for you. I came to pick you up.

What?

You didn't.

I'm so happy I managed it so fast.

Happy? Tomorrow it's Christmas.

He'll be in some forsaken place...

Here in the city.

where he knows nobody.

They'll be in a Christmas spirit. - So are we.

It's never convenient.

He must adjust to his new counselors anyhow.

Counselors? There's more than one?

We shouldn't discuss this in the presence of Mike.

Mike?

Great, just what I needed.

Wait!

She'll put me in a children's home. - Who?

That Poodle. - What?

It's your responsibility.

Mike, we must go. Shall I pack your things?

Is that his closet?

Is Mike leaving today?

Don't touch my things!

Let Mike pack his bag. Can I talk to you for a second?

I have an idea.

Let him celebrate Christmas with me. He can leave afterwards.

I understand your concern...

I'm going to my mom.

You'll never get past them.

Wear my coat.

Impossible.

I told the judge I'd round it up this week. Next week...

I'm off. - Where too?

On vacation.

He has to leave in a hurry because of your vacation?

Good luck!

Our family lives in France, we visit them every year.

With family, that's exactly how Christmas is celebrated.

I'm afraid we can't agree.

Let's go Mike.

You're being very childish.

Please, not again.

No, don't ruin my tomatoes.

I lost him.

Mister, do you know which direction is North?

There.

I'm calling the police.

The police tries to find Mike.

Did he tell you where he went?

Sure? He sat in your wheelchair and you where in his bed.

No.

What's this?

A poem.

It's not finished yet.

Did you find anything? - There was nobody home.

Mom!

Mom?

You've reached Natasja, leave a message after the tone.

Hi mom. I'm home.

Mom?

10 MISSED CALLS

You have reached the Youth Care Bureau.

Miss Fas... Fa-si-low-ski What a name.

Miss Fasilowski, are you there?

It's the police. We're looking for your son.

We have a search warrant.

Open the door, or we'll force it.

Force it?

Miss Fasilowski?

They said it would be a big mess here.

Mother an alcoholic.

Only 1.99? I wouldn't touch those either.

For your 80th birthday, from Bettie, Kees and the children.

Are you sure this is the right address?

Of course.

Maybe she's with family, celebrating Christmas?

We'll try again later.

Did they find Mike yet?

No.

Do you know what happens if we can't find him?

He won't get his medication.

But he's cured.

He looks healthy, but his immune system is down.

So any virus will make him sick.

I hope they'll find him soon.

Half an hour? - Sure, I'll wait.

Is Mike not here?

I was allowed to go see him for Christmas.

I figured he'd be here.

Mike thought you'd be home.

No, I'm not.

Mike ran away.

He ran away?

He said he'd go home but nobody can find him.

You knew his plan all this time?

Mike!

Mike is found. There's an ambulance waiting.

You can smell the alcohol.

Hi Mike, please hang in there.

This is Mike, he's 10 years old.

He ran away from the hospital two days ago.

Case history: leukemia, high fevers...

Careful now, 1, 2, 3...

Hook up oxygen and monitor.

Oxygen, blood pressure...

Hey, Shorty...

you really scared me.

I'd die if you'd get sick again.

I was so scared.

I didn't want you to get sick.

But you did and a mother must be strong when that happens.

But I wasn't strong.

I wished I was sick.

Better me than you.

But you fought back.

And you pulled it off.

Now it's my turn.

I love you.

And? Does it hurt?

What?

To have lost all responsibility for Mike?

Or is it a relieve?

Having your hands free to grab a bottle?

No more worries for your sick son. - I stopped drinking.

Your whole flat smelled of alcohol.

It's true. You gave me the...

Stop lying. Nobody believes you.

Are you alright?

You should go home.

Try to get some sleep.

I have to be somewhere else.

If it's in the city I can bring you.

I hope they won't sanction me.

You're not a child.

I'm not allowed to leave the clinic.

I nagged and they gave me 2 hours special leave.

To see your own child.

A one time exception, with a chaperone.

They said they trusted me.

And now I'm much too late.

It was beyond your control.

No, I messed up again.

VONDELPARK CLINIC INSTITUTE FOR ADDICTION TREATMENT

Tomato soup? - Yes.

You can come out of bed. We're moving you.

Was it fun? - I missed you.

Vince!

Vincent wait. Are you deaf too now?

Why are you acting stupid? - You're stupid.

You weren't healthy enough to go home.

I was. - Then why did you get so sick?

Everybody asked me where you were. I almost got you killed.

All you do is run away.

Fool.

I thought you where my friend. - I was.

Liar. - You lied.

You said you'd see your mom, but she wasn't even home.

How was I supposed to know? - Coward.

Pathetic cripple.

What did you say? - You heard me.

You're pathetic, with your drunken mom.

It's clear why she drinks.

Who told you?

Jeroen, of course. Everybody knows.

Bastard!

Mike! Get off him! Now!

Vincent!

Keep your hands off me.

Stop it.

I'm glad you're gone.

Stop it, both of you.

Mike, you're back!

Where do I sleep?

In the dormitory, until Cilia picks you up.

Did you see your dog yet?

In a few days.

I can go home until the next chemo.

And Vincent leaves next week.

I'm leaving too.

Tomorrow already.

What are you writing?

Rubbish.

So Mike, you're leaving today.

Would you like to say goodbye to someone?

To Vincent. We shared a room.

I see. What would you like to tell him?

Nothing.

Nothing?

I'd like to read something he wrote.

Okay, go ahead.

I'll start now.

It was an ordinary day.

French class. Forgot my lunch. Learned the Pythagoras' theorem.

Sat on the bench during soccer practice.

On my way home, riding my bike without my coat...

I stopped at a traffic light and thought about a girl in my class.

The light turned green, I drove off.

A truck driver who didn't see me.

It was an ordinary day.

The last ordinary day.

The friends I had, with whom I laughed and played.

They came less and less and I didn't care.

It's not the way it was. I'm scared of what is to come.

What is left from who I was. And what is to become of my dreams.

But I know I must fight and I will get over it.

I lost, but I also won.

Because I am not alone.

Beautiful.

So...

Will you come visit Vincent when you're home?

I'm not going home. - No?

I'm going to a children's home.

A children's home?

In the city. - Don't you have parents?

I have a mother. But...

But?

But what?

She doesn't want me.

It stinks you have to go.

Yeah.

The Poodle.

Mike!

If my mom comes looking for me, will you tell here where I am?

Tell her...

Mike said goodbye.

I'll see you around.

Ridiculous, his mom is in a clinic and doesn't get a fair chance.

She's not in a clinic.

Yes she is.

What gives you that idea?

I dropped her off there.

Mike doesn't know that.

Neither does Cilia.

The Poodle doesn't care.

She doesn't have the final word.

She doesn't? Then who does?

The Juvenile Judge.

Shall we play 'I Spy'?

No.

We have new information about Natasja.

Can she come here?

Please close it, it's cold.

How many people live in that home?

Living Group. Not a children's home.

Here it is.

There it is.

Hello.

Welcome. I'll finish some paperwork and then I'll give you a tour.

Follow me.

As you can see this is the dormitory.

And this will be your bed.

No need to set an alarm, we wake you at seven.

There's a sink to wash yourself.

Then you go downstairs for breakfast.

We should've taken the ambulance.

Do we need somebody to guard you?

Try your best.

Is this for ever?

What?

Do I have to stay here forever?

That depends.

Some kids go to foster parents, others go home.

It depends on... - My mom.

Do you have any other questions?

Shall I walk you to your room?

Yes? Come.

Mike? - Mom!

Natasja, what are you doing here?

I'm sorry but this is too much excitement for Mike.

Judge? - Mrs. van Doorn.

I can't stay, I must get back to the clinic...

Are you in a clinic?

To get better.

Since when?

Since that day I promised you.

Why didn't you tell me?

I'm sorry.

I was afraid I'd fail and disappoint you.

It's okay if you don't succeed.

I almost didn't get better.

But I'm still here.

I will succeed because I really want to be with you.

What? Now?

That's not the procedure. - I know the procedure.

Sometimes you have to be flexible.

Mike.

You've made it very clear you want to go home.

And I heard Natasja's situation has changed.

The judge said if I continue my treatment...

you can come home in three months.

I can stick it out here for three months.

Vincent wants to ask you something.

Go ahead.

Would you like to stay with us in the meantime?

Would you like that? - Vincent is my best friend.

They kept this place free for two weeks.

You're very stressed for someone who just had a vacation.

It was a temporary solution. The situation has changed...

What are we doing today? - That's a surprise.

Will I get more presents? - I don't know.

Bring this.

Happy birthday to you!

Mam, it's Willem!

It'll cost you.

Look, that's it.

Get in on the other side boys.

Okay, are you ready?

MIKE SAYS GOODBYE!