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I think I'll stay here, I'm starting to lose control Can I
wait here?
You and I both know We're getting weary, forgetting what
to hold And it's going fast, will it last?
Sometimes I wonder
wherever the story goes.
Oh, my dear, I wonder when we'll know there's always one foot
in the past, the others unknown.
I'm caught on this train of thought.
On this train of thought Getting
lost Wonder where
it ends
Good
afternoon. On behalf of the Vandals, I would like to welcome all of you.
We are gathered here today to say goodbye to a great man, Patrick.
A beloved father, son, husband,
and friend.
What a beautiful day for all of us to come together to commemorate this
wonderful man, to honor him, and to celebrate his life.
Patrick.
Today, we say goodbye.
Hey, Dad.
It's already been a year since we almost lost you the first time.
The panic.
The pain we felt was indescribable.
Yeah.
But you were a fighter your whole life.
Where there's a will, there's a way.
You taught me that.
And when it seemed impossible for many to move forward, your will remained
strong enough to get back to your old self.
Step by step.
And you would always tell me that we'd take over the world.
Together.
And even when we were at the rally, you were strong.
And you were enjoying life.
The way we enjoyed each other's company that day was... I cherish that.
Now that you're not here anymore,
life just feels so unfair now.
I miss you.
Every day.
Every hour. Every moment.
I'll make you proud.
Just like I was proud of you.
I promise.
And now we'll give the floor to a good friend of the family, Dr. Jan Bastens.
I see a lot of familiar faces here today.
Employees of Patrick, clients, and suppliers here. And I see his
loved ones who are in shock.
I'll be honest.
I had to think about whether I was going to be able to honor or wanted to
Patrick Bondal here today.
Because where would I start?
Everyone says that you shouldn't talk ill about the dead.
What on earth could we otherwise say about Patrick Vandal?
I could say, friend and foe, I looked up to how good of a
leader he was, his strong sense in business.
But am I being honest if I say that? Because he didn't have real friends.
But he also didn't have enemies.
Because for those who opposed him, He ruthlessly and consistently would work
to eliminate them through blackmail and intimidation.
But because we speak no ill of the dead, Patrick was, the man
was a remarkable captain of industry.
That's undeniable. He was that.
For now, I can only be hopeful that for as many employees that the ship doesn't
go down with him for their sake.
For his family, I wish sincerely a lot of strength,
just like everybody who was wronged by Patrick Vandal.
Patrick, I tried, like I always did with you, to be as honest as possible.
And to you, his dear friends and acquaintances,
I wish you all a warm and fulfilling life.
You gave a beautiful farewell to your dad, Alexander.
Thank you.
I meant some of it, actually.
And some you didn't.
Yes, I know.
Who asked Jan Bastens to give a speech today?
Um,
I did.
That was a stupid thing to do.
I know, but not me.
I'm sure that Angelique must have had something to do with it.
How come they aren't here?
They're probably scared to show their faces.
I think they're scared of you, Beaumarie.
You're not, though, are you?
No.
Alexander, you go.
Since you're the man of the house now.
Alex? Yeah.
You okay?
Yeah. Come on in.
Hey. Hi.
Alex, my speech. I wanted to explain why... Why you were being honest
earlier?
It's okay.
I might have upset some people. I didn't... I think you...
made a lot of people feel good, and that you taught a lesson to all the
hypocrites.
Sometimes, I wish I'd had a father like you, Ian.
Sorry, Alex.
Come on, let's go.
Everything all right with you?
Yeah, what's up?
I much preferred that villa at the golf course. Yeah, and they're renting this
one. Really?
Who even rents? It's like setting money on fire. It's true.
Yeah, but you have to have more money in order to buy something.
That's very true, yes.
Hi. What do you think, Lou? Buying or renting?
What?
Now or no?
Right.
She looks like she's really suffering.
Yeah, it's really bad.
Stay right there. I mean, of course she is. Whiplash and her ribs are badly
bruised. And her husband died, too.
Do you think Alex is all right?
I don't know, because he's been acting like he's fine.
Yeah.
Typical Alex.
One minute, okay?
Sorry.
I'm taking it even worse than him.
I know.
It's okay.
Yeah.
Alexander. Hi.
Alex.
We're sorry for your loss.
We wanted to come by and give our support to your mother.
Our condolences, Alex.
Yeah, you must be glad.
I thought so too, but it's very sad.
Yeah, you're right, Melissa.
You're going to get stronger from this.
Eventually.
That nerve of them. What are they doing here?
His body isn't even cold.
The vultures.
They're coming here.
I won't say a single word. I refuse.
How did they even get invited?
Olivia?
Hey.
Everything okay?
You're being so strong.
My condolences.
I hope that it was a nice service.
Service or celebration?
I know what he meant to you, Jacqueline.
I was also once the pride of my mother.
My condolences, Angelique.
Oh, Anton.
They're so weak now.
You'd just have to blow and they'll fall over. That's true, but we'll still have
to wait to strike at the perfect moment.
And we have to strike now while they aren't hot.
Yeah, well, it's not going to be hotter than this.
What are you doing here, Mom?
Are you serious?
Here? What?
The Vandals will really be destroyed.
Sorry, honey. Destroy. I don't... You recommended that I go back to work as a
lawyer again.
They're your best friends.
Best friends?
Can I do something after all these years for myself?
No, you can't at the fucking funeral.
You must know better than anybody what friendship really means to the Vandals.
Nothing. It's not fair, though.
Nothing is fair in times of love and war, Louisa.
Very true.
Thank you
for coming today.
Eleanor, I came here because... I know, I know.
For Olivia.
And I can really tell that this means a lot for her.
Yeah.
I'm done with playing.
I was in love with Claudia.
I really was.
But my love for her has cost me too much now.
I miss your sister.
Every day.
Even more now that Patrick's gone.
Will you give this to me?
I want my son again.
Yeah?
It's up to the children now, Melissa.
But I'd like to request that Vermeer be a bit more lenient towards Alex.
And it's not because I'm done fighting or because I'm more naive now.
It's not because I don't see the value in it. I'm able to see that the value is
there. Exactly. You have to spend money to make money. You just have to look at
it as an investment. After a while, it pays off. Hey, son.
I'm sure.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, come on. She's talking to you.
To me?
Just go. Hey, dude, go.
But I don't want to. Come on, go. Don't be rude.
Son? She's calling you. Just go over there.
Chop, chop.
Why does he have to go there?
She's probably looking for a new boy toy.
Maddie. That's disgusting.
Condolences, madam.
When are you meeting with Herman Prey?
Uh...
Hmm. Well, Patrick's passing has bought some more time for us.
Herman Prey asked me if I knew about Thomas.
Well, of course.
And surely he'll ask all of us. Yeah.
Madame Vandal, with all due respect, we were thinking we should, um...
Since Patrick's gone now, it might work out to have him take the fall. Don't you
dare.
I'm not talking about that here.
I buried my damn son today, for God's sake.
Come see me tomorrow and bring the boy with you.
Was she already here?
Don't know.
What's the problem, Maddie? Did she say they were here?
What are you doing here?
I'm consoling Alex.
You don't have to do that.
But, you know, his father just died.
He looks right through me like... like I'm a ghost.
You weren't supposed to fall in love with him, you know.
You're in love.
And he left you.
Fucking hell, Juliet.
Don't be so childish.
And will you quit crying?
Every day it's more and more obvious why mom shot herself in the head.
You still haven't gotten them packed?
I'm going to move again anyway before you know it, so...
Is something changing for you?
Why?
So you're going to keep quiet now? Lou, what can I do?
They want me to take over the family business.
And you'll do well.
What are you saying? You'll be perfect for the job.
You're just like your dad.
If you keep quiet, then you're no better than he was.
The way you treated Don, not to mention me. I've always been there for you, Lou.
What are you even saying?
You know how much I have to talk about you when I go to therapy?
You broke me, Alex. You... You
were aggressive.
You forced me to have sex with you and I didn't want to.
You tried drowning me in...
Look at me.
You made me feel like I was worthless.
I hate that you never realized that.
Sorry.
Lou, I never meant to hurt you.
Really.
I know you didn't.
That's what's so difficult about you.
When I really needed you the most, you were there.
would still be here if it weren't for you.
But I only want that Alexander in my life.
Not the other one.
Okay.
I really don't want to end up like him, Luke.
I know you don't wanna be like that.
But that's really tough in this environment.
It's okay for you to feel sad.
You know what you have to do.
I have to end it.
Where's Alex?
Where have you been?
What? I've been looking for you. Why?
Bon Mami is giving a speech.
Jacqueline.
Fifi, go ahead.
May I have your attention?
I'd like to say a few words as well, after all those beautiful speeches at
the funeral.
Thank you, Jan.
My son, Patrick, was my everything.
I saw quite a bit of myself in him.
A part of me is gone.
I don't have too much longer to live.
It's not worth it anymore.
The future of Canoca.
is here, all around me.
And it makes me glad to see you all together, friend
and foe.
I'm especially proud to know that the Vandal Group stands strong, stronger
than ever before.
We'll keep growing, despite the difficult times.
in our industry.
Patrick fought for a long time, until the end.
And now, his fight will be continued.
Alexander, I am proud that you will continue
to expand the Vandal Group for us, even bigger.
than ever before.
It's up to you now.
I'm giving my trust to you, as well as all of my assets.
It's all in your hands from now on.
Your father was the king, Alexander.
And the king is dead.
The king is no more.
Long live the king.
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