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CIRCLE FILMS PRESENTS

AN OVERSTEEK FILM

IN CO-PRODUCTION WITH

WITH SUPPORT FROM

HEAVEN

GENITAL PHASE

Hey!

Swallow.

A little respect please.

Fuck.

Jesus.

You little cunt.

- You liked it last night. - That was different.

Our little Willy...

Our little Willy...

- Jesus. - Hey, Willy.

- What?

You mean pet names.

Or the Hulk.

Or Goliath, if your name was David.

But your name isn't David and Willy clearly isn't Goliath.

That diminutive "y"... Willy, Johnny, Wally.

Do chicks think it's exciting for men?

All Dutch women are chicks.

You want me to be your sexy girl?

You don't shave, do you?

Why?

You have a hairy cunt.

Yes.

So what?

I'm not a bushman.

Oh, you're a child molester?

Ever had a mouthful of pubic hair?

So what, you don't shave either.

What you mean, hygienic?

Beautiful isn't hygienic.

Sexy isn't hygienic either.

Sex is, by definition...

unhygienic, that's the whole point.

I know a man who loved his wife so much he ate her shit.

Christ almighty.

That is love, Willy.

What do blood and shit have to do with love?

What does a bald cunt have to do with love?

We were talking about sex.

- I lost my way.

I couldn't see the wood for the trees.

Or rather the trees for the bush.

Where's the toilet?

Does your girlfriend know you hide her things?

Before you lure another unshaven girl?

Well...

There, at last...

is your mons pubis.

- What? - I have a wet cunt.

- You want to feel? - No, no, no...

- Are you drunk? - I want to go with you.

But I won't go with you.

You think I'm like that?

I'm not. Bye.

Sorry. Can I sit beside you?

Would you like a drink?

Will you kiss me?

In the curve of my neck, here?

In that curve.

You're so filthy.

You thought I said "cunt", Mohammed.

That's not my name.

You get horny if I say "cunt"?

In Algerian then.

It's "jennah."

"Jennah."

- Jennah. - Jennah.

Why?

That's my name.

"Heaven?"

Is that a name?

What did you say?

I said: "Your eyes are an angel in heaven".

- You really don't have to. - I'm not allowed to?

- I don't like afterplay. - Afterplay?

Yes, what you're doing now.

Petting after an orgasm.

- Women like it, don't they? - Not all women.

Real women like real men.

It's more masculine to fall asleep after sex, like lions.

Algerians aren't animals.

The best lovers are North Africans.

Lions don't waste much time on it.

They come in a few seconds and fall asleep.

What about the lioness?

I want you to go.

FATHER AND DAUGHTER

You're not wearing lipstick?

Don't do that.

Mercy!

Mercy!

You're sitting on my belly.

I need a shit.

- Hurry, I need to go.

- It's too cold.

Who's going to be coming?

God Almighty. What a stench.

I told you.

- Gijs? - Yeah.

Haven't you dumped her yet?

Break up and then have a party?

Have a party first and then break up?

Is it the sex?

No.

You gonna get dressed up?

What do you think?

I think it's the shoes.

Well, they're a bit corny.

You think?

You can borrow some of mine. Bottom shelf.

But not those.

They were my mother's.

Yes.

Is your tour going ahead?

Yes.

Mm...

Yeah, so?

Bye.

Do you know Heaven?

Cloudless as always.

This is Emma.

Hello, Emma.

- Anton... - That's nice.

She's my girlfriend.

Of course.

Still happy with your latest acquisition?

Right.

I feel a little sorry for the old owner.

Sympathy only lasts three weeks.

- That's Goethe. - Goethe, indeed.

Hey, Paul. Hi, Thomas.

You've met Heaven?

- Nice.

- Emma, my girlfriend. - Your ex-girlfriend.

- I wanted to keep that for later. - Gijs is good at that.

Excuse us for a moment.

It's very early days.

What was it? Elf? Peace?

- Cold. - Sun?

No, don't tell me.

I just did.

Was it the sex?

Sex isn't that important.

Since when?

Does he have someone else?

No...

He's not like that.

Really. I'd rather know.

No, really.

He never has two at once.

We can still meet, can't we?

You know what Gijs says?

"Every relationship will only last as long as it lasts."

You have no influence on that.

You know what your problem is?

You give so little back.

WHERE GOD LIVES

You can't do that!

- Can I put this on?

Ow.

Jimmy, ouch.

Ow, that hurts.

Ow.

Ow!

Hi, it's me.

Yeah. Which number was it?

Okay, see you in a minute.

Hey.

Congratulations.

Welcome to the wonderful world of adulthood.

- Come in. - I forgot my present.

- I didn't know you had a sister. - I have a sister.

I'm his stepsister.

His ex-stepsister, actually.

We're not related.

He's showing off.

Are you his girlfriend?

Yes, Annabella.

Sup.

I'm Heaven.

Teun, come on over here.

You believe in that, don't you?

- Where God lives. - What?

You're a Christian too.

Mm-hmm.

Is it really healthy?

Not to have sex before marriage.

At least we won't get an STD.

I mean all that lust you suppress...

as a human.

That's surely not what God intended?

Waste is a sin.

You can't miss what you don't know.

Shall I tell you what you're missing?

Annabella.

Teun never mentioned you.

Now he thinks he's my brother.

You've really never done it?

Not even with an uncle?

Or a pastor.

I thought Protestants were good at that?

I'm not one.

Glass.

No need to drink from the bottle.

You're a grown up now, Teun.

We're in no hurry.

I just had a...

I had an SM guy.

Choke sex.

Really tiring. And bizarre.

Yes, but...

Fancy finding out on your wedding night.

It's too late then, huh?

Then you've missed the bus.

Yes, SM.

- Beating. - He beat you?

Yes.

But I beat him too.

Oh, I think I get it now.

It's all much more exciting...

if it's not allowed.

If you're a Protestant.

Teun... Teun sneakily touches you up...

With his fingers between your little wet lips.

Annabella.

YOU MAKE ME HUMAN

Hello...

- How much longer? - I still have a lot to do.

- Here he is. - She's a natural.

People do anything she asks.

She had a good teacher.

- I made a bid. - Really?

I couldn't resist.

I know all about that.

Hey!

Douwe!

- Nice to see you.

1988. Gijs, you can't be serious.

- Celebrating?

I'd be nowhere without your wife.

Neither would I.

Gentleman, I deny nothing.

Brechtje massaged the deal through.

Hmm.

Douwe came to pick me up.

Go and celebrate. I shall too.

Nice to see you.

- Yeah. - Okay.

- See you around. - Thank you.

Try it on.

Go on.

"You make me human."

It sounds silly out loud.

Maybe another time...

This is another time.

Yes, but it's her birthday.

Have a drink and leave before dinner.

What?

She's sure to call you her new mother.

She is?

Wait and see.

Is it painful?

Painful? For her? No. That's how she is.

It's not painful for me either.

Her mother wasn't the love of my life.

I didn't want children.

So Heaven was an accident?

A great gift after a tiny accident.

But it's different for her.

She's her mother.

She doesn't know.

What? Who her mother is?

That she committed suicide.

Hi darling. Congratulations.

Surprise...

Hello, darling.

Hi.

I'm Sophie.

We are three. That rhymes.

Champagne.

We're celebrating.

Your father netted a major client.

Sophie passed her test as auctioneer.

Nice.

Was that for me?

Are you late because you had sex first?

Yes.

Here's to my new mother.

Yes.

Heaven is the family joker.

I thought you were.

He kicked out his last girlfriend because of the bad sex.

I thought you'd be happy for us.

Us as in "us" or us as in "you"?

"Us" as in me and Sophie.

He got his last girlfriend at work too.

She played viola, you know...

You mean Emma.

The one before was a client.

No, wait... the daughter of a client.

She was a year older than me. Isn't that funny?

Yeah.

Sophie knows all about me.

I hope not.

I feel a little sick.

It'll be just fine.

No, nevermind.

Is she like her mother?

Not that I know.

With what?

You're like me, aren't you?

INFATUATED

What are you doing?

Maximizing surface contact.

I want to live inside you.

Yeah.

Fine by me.

Hey, let's go outside.

No.

- It will soon be too late. - Yeah.

I can still feel you in me.

It was really amazing.

Of all the men I have had, you fit best.

There were plenty of them.

That's okay.

You want to know how many?

No.

How many have you had?

Mm-hmm.

Two... Three.

- Two and a half. - No, that can't be.

Everyone wants you. You could get anyone.

It comes down to who you want,

not who you can get.

How many conquests do you remember?

Hmm?

Only the bastards.

Did those two and a half include me?

No.

Did they include your wife?

- Stop... - Stop it.

No.

Didn't you fall in love with anyone else in all those years?

Sure.

- But you were never unfaithful? - No.

Why not?

It wasn't worth it.

What?

The confidence you'd betray.

The pain you cause.

I didn't think it was worth it.

Hurry up, Douwe!

Hey, I know him.

Yes, no... I thought as much.

Are you still worming?

Rubbish. She's my Heaven.

I said it's like autumn.

Yes, no. It's her name.

- Heaven? - Yeah.

I'm much too wet this year.

She has Tourette's.

- What? - Cunt!

- Sorry. - She can't help it.

It's a disease. A mild form.

Fuck.

Sorry.

Blow job. Sorry.

Sorry.

Let's hope it's not catching.

I hope so too, asshole.

All the best.

Gijs says I am oversensitive.

Rubbish. You feel or you don't, huh?

I told you.

Huh?

I want to tear you open and look at what's inside you...

You'll find your own wisdom.

I want to know everything you know and be just like you.

You know this can't last, right?

We can take a walk...

Gijs...

I'm here.

Sorry I'm late.

Did it work out?

Shouldn't you call Brechtje?

Does she know I came along?

You know.

Where are we having dinner?

I danced with a Spaniard.

Yes...

Thanks.

I wanted to wear this.

I'm having my lips siliconed.

Your lips siliconed? Why?

Men like it.

Not all men.

- They do. - No.

You do.

If a man doesn't like you as you are,

he's not worthy of you.

You are...

fine as you are, especially your lips.

No one is fine as he is.

Is that why you broke up?

They're so thin.

Just feel.

I'm glad you broke up with him.

- You wanna know how much it costs? - No.

I won't give you a cent.

Everyone's doing it.

You think I want to be left behind?

Better on the shelf than a Barbie doll.

its imperfections and fragility.

That is beauty.

Then you make it public.

That's a story for old men, Gijs.

That's so nineteen-seventies.

Yes, thanks.

You're getting old.

As long as you eat.

Nice lemonade.

You're embarrassing me.

You disappoint me.

Why have I seen so little of you recently?

Why have I seen so little ofrecently?

That man...

You don't tell me about your affair either.

Or have you broken up again?

I'm going to live...

with Sophie.

Is she the real thing?

I think she is.

Where?

In our house.

"Our" as in "you and me"?

Or "you and her"?

"Our" as in my house.

You have your house.

Why?

Because.

Why are you going to live together?

Thank you.

Why do you love her?

I have the feeling...

I don't have to hide anything...

for the very first time.

Is that love?

For me, love is...

wanting to know everything the other one knows.

A man jumped off the roof today.

Huh?

In the city.

- This afternoon.

On the roof in the city...

a man was standing on the edge.

He threw himself off the roof and was dead.

And you saw it happen?

What should I have done? Jump after him?

I think it's... Brechtje.

She says hello.

Heaven.

Wake up.

You have to pee.

JUST TEA

He just left.

You want something in it?

You inherited that from your father.

I'm not like anyone.

Until you were about three, he took you to work every day.

He was the only one not to smell them.

On one occasion someone mentioned it.

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