All language subtitles for Hollands Hoop S01E05_English

We're rich.

I want out. Take everything, please.
I want nothing to do with this.

The street value of what you see here
is 30 million. Part of it could be yours.

I'm not ready.
Why didn't you warn me?

'Healing in the polder.' Here you
have your first victim, to practice.

Sorry.

Say something.
-This is not okay.

What is this?
-Hollands Hope.

Like the farm?
-Yes.

They're nice buds. What is it?

Do you grow it in the region?

If you have more...

if Grandpa did this all those years,
he must have been loaded.

I have no idea
what he did with his money.

I want the same deal as my father.

Machteld, this is...
-Irina.

And Irina watched Filippa
for a little while after I fell down.

Jesus, Machteld.

God is waiting for us at church.

Hey, nice piece of ass.
-Yes, does it still pass muster? Jesus.

Jesus?

Solomon, son of David, King of Israel.

Listen carefully
to the lessons of a father...

for they teach you to live wisely.

A wise man has a strong mind...

and understanding is more important
than brute strength.

With sound judgment,
you can decide the war in your favour.

Then an announcement
of a more administrative nature.

Our committee for the protection
of the land of our beautiful municipality...

is holding a collection
for its ongoing legal battle...

to keep our land from falling prey
to speculators and industrialists.

For any questions about the matter
I refer you to our initiator...

and driving force, Ginkel.

Needless to say, the church is
neutral in this matter, of course.

But we gladly facilitate...

any positive and non-political
initiatives by our members.

So please donate generously.

Small change for your native soil.
-Anything for the good cause.

Ginkel and his clan oppose all changes.
-He's fighting to preserve his land.

Our land. Isn't that noble?
-The industry is lying in wait.

If the allocation plan changes,
someone will become very rich.

We won't win this.
-So what do you want?

Me? I don't have an opinion, Fokke.
I do what I have to do to survive.

If those farmers think going to court is
the only way to keep the industry out...

I support them with all my heart.

But we don't stand a chance.
-So why donate?

They're our neighbors.
Our baker, our butcher.

They have more principles
than you and I together.

That's worth some money to me.

Well...
-Nice.

Thanks.
-You're welcome.

Your father was our best ally.
We could always count on him.

Dad, can I have the keys already?
-Here you go.

I have to know
if we're still a collective.

The old Augustinus was firmly
committed to our cause.

You have my support. I've just made a
donation, and if I can do anything else...

I'm talking about the continuation
of your father's work.

Yes, what worked for my father
will also work for me, I guess.

Dad, come on. Where is everyone?
-I'm coming.

What worked for your father
also works for you.

Yes, I think so.
And now we're talking about it...

I could use some help on the land.
The corn...

Don't worry, we'll come and help you.

That's great. Just tell me how much...
-Oh no, don't worry about it.

Do you mean that?

Jason.

Goddammit.

It was...

I wanted to say
that I feel terribly embarrassed.

No, it was really... I thought it was...
It's totally okay, right?

I just hope it won't stand
in the way of our friendship.

Oh no.
-No?

No.

Of course not.

All I see is blue. Blue, blue...

These are all reminders. Bailiffs.
I thought those days were over.

Darling, I'm working on it.
We have two houses, two mortgages.

Is this from Holland's Hope?
What kind of amounts are these?

Darling, I'll take care of it. My father
just didn't leave things in good order.

Give me those bills...

I've lost something.
-Yes, so?

Don't you have something to tell me?
-No, why?

Give me a break.

Jason, pick up.

Goddammitgoddammitgoddammit.

Goddammitgoddammit...

I've come to go over
the debts of Hollands Hope.

My father didn't leave things
in very good order.

I'd love to help, if only because
of the historical ties to the family.

Great.
-But I fear we can't extend the credit.

But Hollands Hope
is a beautiful estate.

Worthless. The land hardly
has any value anymore.

Or you have to switch
to something other than corn.

This land was my father's.

I regret to say so,
but in the case of bankruptcy...

the land will become ours,
bad as that makes me feel.

With a bank that won't give credit
anymore, it'll rain bankruptcies here.

Goodbye, Mr Augustinus.

Has any of you seen a...

plastic bag with something?

No one, I guess.
-Are you going out?

Yes, I'm going over to Matthias.
-What for?

Farmers among each other.

Sasha.

I'm glad to see you.

Good timing. I was about to call you.
I was wondering when I'd get the rest.

The second half of my money.

So what do you need me for?
-These are just shoots.

There will be ten times this much
on your land next season.

Jesus.
-You wanted to scale up.

Who will supply all those shoots?
I can't handle it.

I'm only a mediator.
I tell you what you need.

That's space, capacity,
a nursery for all those shoots.

Why is that my problem?
-You made a deal for the next season.

All the buyers are counting on it.
That deal concerns thousands of shoots.

I don't have that. I don't even want it.
This is all I can handle.

No, no way. I've done what I could.
You can use my land, but that's all.

Fokke.
-No, I've had it.

It keeps getting bigger.
I'm not falling for it.

You can go to hell.

Don't fuck with me.

I'm sick of you.

Go to hell.

I can't stand you anymore.

I can see that you're angry,
and I understand your emotion.

We can go two ways.
One is that you kill me now...

but then you don't have anything.

Two, everyone sticks to the agreement,
and you and me, we'll all be rich.

Can't you give me
a psychopath course?

Anti-aggression. ABC model.

Frustration-aggression. Counter it by
going along and showing understanding.

Offering choices, indicating limits,
showing consequences.

Oh, is that all?

I'll have Bert fix up your old barn.

We'll share the expenses.

I don't want any more trouble
with that man.

Did I wake you?
-Oh no. Did you have fun?

Yes. We just had a few drinks.

Remember those Bulgarian workers?

Maybe we should start
with that attic of yours.

Okay, sure.
And why do you bring that up now?

Well, lately I've noticed that
you're having a bit of a backlash.

I think it'd be good for you to do
something outside of the family.

Yes, thank you, doctor.

While you're at it, you can also hire
that Ukrainian girl from the other clay.

So I'll have my hands free.
-Machteld, what's the matter?

If it's a women's issue, just tell me.
-A women's issue?

I hope you're not suggesting
it's the menopause.

Machteld.

Pep. Pep, are you awake?

I am now.
-Good, then you can help me.

If I was my father,
I'd have hidden my money here.

Dad.

Dad, something happened.

I knew it.
You took that bag, didn't you?

Tell me, what did you do with it?
-I didn't take any bag.

So you know nothing about it?
-No. About what?

I want you to swear. No lying. Swear it.
-I'm telling you.

Jesus, Dad, I'm fed up.
First I couldn't take part.

Now I can and you keep bugging me.
-Sorry, Pep, you're right.

I just lost something, something...

But you were saying? What happened?
-Nothing. Never mind.

Pep, you can tell me anything.
-Right.

Ginkel, I've been asking around.

And suppose, just suppose...

You have children to bring up,
and they cost money: school, clothing.

Life is expensive, right?
At least, for me it is.

Just suppose that the allocation plan
for our region does get changed.

Our land will increase in value, right'?
-Yes, so?

So how can you be against it?

Come.

Look, that's what it will look like here.

But that will take years.
Procedures, permits.

What good will it do to go bankrupt?
-That's why we have that agreement.

I don't know about that, as I'm not
going to make it like this financially.

What was good for your father,
was good for you too.

We had a deal and I'll hold you to it.

Come on, guys, let's go.

Pack up and go. Come on.

What does this say about a person?

Red, lace, chain.

I can't even tell what's the front.
-I don't know...

Fokke is cheating on me.

And I can't even blame him.

We were too young to get married
and had children too soon.

I have no skills.
I haven't achieved anything.

I haven't done anything interesting.

Then I look at you, a single woman,
alderwoman. People look up at you.

Well...
-What if this is it, Anna?

A mother of three children
in a marital crisis. And then?

What do you mean, and then?
Machteld, I don't know anyone like you.

You're beautiful, special, honest.

Really.

If someone doesn't see that,
he's either blind or crazy. Or both.

What?

They did half the field and that was it.
They just got up and left.

Go take the rest off the field, Bert.
Can't let the corn go to waste.

That Anna Bullema is in charge of
permits and allocation plans, right?

Does she ever talk to the farmers?

You can't just tell people
what to do with their land.

It seems pretty normal here.

Madam alderwoman did try
to change the allocation plan.

A brave attempt, but unsuccessful.

They still give her the cold shoulder.

Look here.
A bit of salt, a bit of pepper.

A little butter, brown it,
then toss it into the oven.

And blood.
Whip it up with some red wine.

Here, have some more blood sauce.
Delicious.

Tasty.
-Pep, it's just red wine sauce.

Machteld, what's that Anna like?
-Why?

Well, your friends, right? She seems...
-Yes, nice, sweet.

Sweet?
-Not only sweet, but also open.

And sensitive.
And sincere.

Sincere?
-Yes, Fokke, sincere.

Are you doing okay?
-I feel great. Can you tell?

I'm going out for a walk.
-Sure, go ahead.

Maybe we should talk to Uwe after all.
Therapy, or however you want to call it.

Okay, I'm going for a stroll.

Come on out.
I know you're here.

Dimitri, we had an agreement.
-I'm not here.

I'm not here.

You think I'm here, but I'm not.
-My God.

I'm like the shadow.
You can see me, but I'm not here.

When was the last time you ate?
-I've had chicken.

Chicken. With sauce.

Nice, chicken.
I'm okay, Fokke. I'm really okay.

Dimitri, this can't go on.
I'm taking you to the clinic.

I promise I'll get you
all the help you need.

You can't send me away.
You need me as well.

I'm your angel.

I know everything.
I see everything.

Dimitri, you acutely need help.

Don't you see?
I need help? You need help.

We together are one.

I know who I am.

What I am.
I know what I've done, Fokke.

But I also know what you are,
and that's good.

I don't judge what you do.

We don't have that in stock.
We do have other antipsychotics.

Zuclopenthixol.
-That's fine too.

The side effects are stronger, though.
-Yes, indeed.

Balance disorders, excessive saliva,
hazy vision, muscle stiffness.

Strongly sedative, right?
-The strongest.

Excellent. Do you have 40 mg,
the highest dose?

It's rather acute.

I don't know what I've done.

I mean, one moment all is rosy,
and the next moment I'm in for it.

Why do you think that's the case?
-Why are you asking me? Ask her.

I'm asking you.

I think he's still angry
because I cheated on him.

Ask him.
-I thought we had closed that chapter.

Machteld? Have you?

After we last talked to you
we decided to go for it. right?

I'm asking Machteld.
-I'm over it.

Are you, Fokke?
-No.

No, I think you're still taking revenge.
-And why do you think that?

Alright.

Machteld, I still find you
as attractive as ever.

As beautiful as ever.

And this whorish stuff...

is not necessary for me.
It doesn't do anything for me.

Machteld?
-Machteld, you're gorgeous.

Also without underwear.

I thought he said some good things.

Don't you agree?
-I thought it was very enlightening.

Sasha, what's going on?
No consultation anymore?

Sasha, how am I going to explain this?

Usually he makes a plan and that's it.
-But it's important for you, so...

No.
-Yes.

Sasha, shall we talk about finances?

Nice cup of Joe. Another one?
-'Nice cup of Joe.'

Here.
-Thank you.

Bring it inside.
Dragan, careful with those things.

They go in the back, on the right.

Dammit, don't you speak English?

I have to take a piss.
-Just hold it.

We've been driving for hours.
What's the hurry?

Here's a farm. What does it say?

Frou... Froukemaheerd.
-Froukemaheerd? Fuck that.

Can't they come up with anything else?
Holland's Hope. Hollands fucking Hoop.

Maybe Jason was just talking.
-I'll get him.

Do you have a bathroom?
-You won't fit.

What if customers have to piss?
-There's a field outside.

What if I were a girl?
-I'd be very surprised.

Is that all?

Holland's Hope.
Is it this way or that way?

Jason, pick up. You said you didn't tell
that trailer trash anything. They're here.

The alderwoman has a clay off.
-So she's at home?

I can't tell you. What she does
in her spare time is private.

Can I make an appointment for you?
-No, I'll run into her. Thank you. Bye.

Okay, but where the fuck
did you get a kilo of weed?

Does your clad know?
-No, man.

Why do you think I called you?

Jason, my friend.
He must have talked.

But he doesn't really know where it is.
So that trailer trash doesn't know either.

It doesn't matter how they got here.
All that matters is that they leave again.

Stop, stop.

Here, go get it back.

What?
-Yes, here.

Go on.
You know how to use it, right?

Just kidding.

Come.

Anna.

What a coincidence.

Yes.
-Well, not really.

Not?
-No, I was looking for you.

And now I've got you.

Yes, you've found me.

I know that private is private,
but I have a small question.

What do I have to do to get you
to change the allocation plan...

from agriculture to industry?
-I can be very brief about that.

The farmers are attached to their land,
and they don't hide it.

But Matthias Kooistra said
I had to talk to you.

I'd like to leave it at this.

I saw you take aim and bang.
My ears, dude.

I couldn't believe it.
Right through the rear window.

You're a good shot, you know.
It was like a movie.

I thought: What's he doing?
Idiot.

It happened by accident.
I didn't mean to actually hit him.

That dude won't ever come back here.
He's running to his mom now.

Don't say anything about this at home.
-What do you think, dude? My clad.

Your dad. What about my brother?

Fist bump.
-Fist bump, he says.

We've come to collect.
-What?

You understand.
-No, I don't.

And to be honest, I'm getting fed up.
-Your father paid us.

My father owed you money?
Congratulations. Join the cue.

You don't understand.
We had a kind of arrangement.

First there's the bank, then there's
the bank and then there's the bank.

Then the tax office, suppliers
and the bank again.

And I don't recall
seeing your name anywhere.

It's not on paper.
-Ah, I understand.

I just have to hand out money
to anyone who asks.

You're on my land.

I'm not doing this for myself.

Did you take your medication?
-Of course, doctor.

Everything?

What?

Alright.

Let's go back to the moment you first
realized your father was Vladimir Putin.

Okay, but let me first say how happy
I am that we're sitting here amongst...

Dimitri, we had an agreement.
Certain things we won't discuss.

This isn't here, this doesn't exist. We
are here for your stability, nothing else.

You said you'd cooperate,
so no diversionary tactics...

no denial and no mutiny.
Is that very clear?

Clear.
-Good.

Vladimir Putin.

What are you thinking about?
-Vladimir Putin.

No, I'm thinking about Anna Bullema.

And you?

I'm not. Why would I be thinking
about Anna Bullema?

I want to ask you something,
but it's a bit delicate.

You and Anna are friends, right?
-Yes.

How close?

Close?
-Well...

There's something wrong with this woman.
I can't pinpoint it, but she's a bit fishy.

You don't even know her.

There's something shady going on
with the land here and she's involved.

Cut it out, Fokke.
There's nothing wrong with Anna.

I'd like you to spend more time with her.
And I mean really get close to her.

Next time

Look at this.

I know everything.

I want to hear it from your mouth.
-Everything?