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- My dear, you have courage. - Darling, I'm very happy with it.

Nice, darling.

Something to do, well I'm curious .

All ration from wartime.

Take a smell... here.

We ate this during the war.

You did, but I had the best meat.

Dear, I just need to have something to do.

Ko, you mean a stinky bankruptcy.

At least we have lots of junk food in storage now.

- Yes, that's nice. - Yes.

What do you do this weekend?

I'm going to marry someone... horny Betty from across the street.

No, she is my girlfriend.

You can look for someone else, for in your dreams.

I want to marry Betty.

What is she to do with you Suzy?

Taste something.

You still did not close off that shutter.

No.

It needs to stay open, for Victor.

Who is Victor?

A rat.

The new landlord of House ten Cate.

Why don't you kill him?

Why should I?

I got attached to him.

Rats have character.

Palmer, you got to congratulate your dad with his new business.

My plectrum.

Hello Zwier... hello Zwier's sister.

I heard everything!

Give it back!

- Come get it. - Come here!

Don't be annoying.

- Come. - Give it to me!

Guys, dad started a grocery business at home, funny is it?

You can do your shopping at home now.

Hello grocery man.

Hello... madam.

- How much is a piece of soap? - 90 cents each.

Oh, that's expensive. May I smell it first?

- Sure... Do you have a second? - Yes.

Madam, the best quality.

- It stinks.

Madam, this is an old fashioned but delicious smell.

Modern smells are harming your nervous system.

I can give 50 cents, mister grocery man. Money is scarce.

If you want to have a warm meal you'll have to pay for it.

Your dad also needs to make a living.

Good for dad that he has something to do again.

I'm so happy for him.

Leave it. Your mother doesn't understand much.

What is it this time?!

What am I doing wrong?

It will never be all right!

- Can't I sing with you guys tonight? - No.

I mean I will sing and you play.

- May I hold your guitar for a second? - No.

You will never gonna look like him.

What do you mean?

Mick just has it and you don't.

Who's telling that I want to look like that Mick Jagger of yours?

Where is the gig tonight, S.O.S. or Oase?

In Oase of course.

Looking forward to!

Dammit, what a rotten smell.

- Boy what are you doing? - You have a dead nose.

I am the savior of this home.

Everything I touch fails, it's despairing me.

I can throw it away again.

I want you to stay here for a bit.

Come here, to your mother animal... Come... have to.

Let me smell your neck.

Children always smell good there.

In a few years you will smell like an old man.

I feel just like some exaggerated foetus.

Come on, don't be sad, you're like me.

You are too young to think that way.

I'm just reading that life makes sense, that everything has a reason.

You are hearing about it only now?

Oh well, we have to return to this earth over and over again.

To finish it off. Until we are all perfect.

- The thought of it alone is tiresome. - To return as an accident?

Accident?! Zwier...

- Your father and I loved each other. - Please mom... save me the details.

A first child is always difficult...

but you'll ever be my dear Zwierepier.

Can I go now?

Are you leaving?

- I'm going with you? - Who says so?

I'm ashamed of you.

Hey Zwierepier, come listen to my new song?

- No, you aren't going. - Why not?

Imagine it. You are much too young.

I am cleaning the neighborhood.

If I had a carbine I would've cleaned out that pigeon house already.

Actually I can shoot him... Only need to aim well.

Pull the trigger and...

Crazy Zwier.

Everyone can see us in here.

Are you kissing... this is not kissing.

You want a suck kiss of course.

Darling, do you still love me?

Why should I not love you?

If you love me just a little bit then we're halfway at least.

I know what you are going to do, Ko ten Cate.

You are hurting yourself.

I digest.

You are still wearing your slippers.

Hello.

Mom, Zwier is stealing Betty.

It's his girlfriend.

Hmm delicious tea... I always feel better after drinking it.

I was thinking mom...

suppose...

suppose you aren't here anymore...

what then?

You still got your dad then.

Your brothers... auntie Zus.

Suppose I won't be here anymore?

I don't worry about you... the way you are walking through life.

I already know you will get incredibly old.

Suppose, suppose that I am dead.

Will you miss me very much?

What are you doing?

You're too young to worry about death too much.

- Let's talk about babies then. - Suzy, do something...

like homework.

These little sweet children's skins... sweet smiles...

- Tiny fingers... - Dirty diapers... is what I remember.

Washing diapers every sunday, bah.

When I think about it.

Not for you Suzy.

What if I come home with a baby?

You gotta find a nice chap first.

How do I find that nice chap?

Start doing sports... or become a member of some club.

- What kind of club? - I can't tell you now... check the phonebook.

Almighty! A fat mouse.

What a giant.

What's your name? Come here.

What a sweetie you are!

What's that between your paws?

- Anything else? - Same.

Faked ID cards... smuggled weapons...

blew up some tanker vessels... killed a few.

Who is he worrying about it? Nobody.

Venerable neighborhood and neighbors.

Unfortunately not from my own writing this time...

but I will read from "Me, Jan Cremer".

On the train toilets there are signs stating:

[i]Please don't use the toilets while the train holds in the station.[/i]

I always do.

When the train holds I'm going to take a poop, for fun.

Often it's useless. I don't need to and am pressing for nothing.

But at least I tried to.

Screw you up... Shag you up...

Press you up...

Eat you up...

Drink you up... Sleep you up...

- Wake you up... Press you up... - Dream you up...

- Do you know what you're talking about? - You scare me.

How long have you been doing this?

What are you talking about?

You don't even know what you're doing.

As far as I can tell you shouldn't do this.

I'm rehearsing for the future... when there will be huge crowds.

- Doing what? - Talking. Reading from my work.

You?! Don't let me laugh.

The only thing that suits you is a job in the rain coat factory.

How is your back? Should I give it a massage?

Can I make you some hot milk?

I'm going to bed.

Asleep already?

Nothing. Wondered if you were asleep already.

Now I'm in the smoke. Stop that cigarette.

You forbid me everything.

- Do you still love me? - From the deepest of my heart.

You may talk on... and I will slowly fall asleep.

I feel terrible. Without a job.

Dear, I'm making enough money.

It's weekend now. Don't think about work.

Search the ads in the papers tomorrow.

I'm the joker.

I'm not gonna carry boxes around all day long.

Those 9 to 5 jobs weakens all these men.

Leave it Ko, not now.

The kids will come home any time now.

Hey Betty, are you a renegade?

This is Zwier, my neighbor. That's all.

What are you doing with a sucker like him?

Don't.

You'd rather date this little rat.

Shall I tell you something. Betty is my girlfriend.

None of your business.

- Right? - Not anymore.

I'm in love with Zwier now.

But Betty, you're mine.

Dad, I think you're in the wrong room.

Sleep well.

I'm gonna tell it to mom.

She is tired.

Your father is looking for you.

He is going to the whores.

Getting his cup of coffee.

What are we to do now?

Nothing. Just shut up.

What were you doing with that Jimmy, an asshole.

I think we better quit for a while.

What?! I did this for you bitch.

It really scared me, you see.

You got the keys?

Lost my key.

Are you home Zwier?

No, it's just me.

Come have a chat with me.

Look what I found.

Where?

A fat mouse was running around with it in Zwier's room.

Keeping it between the paws.

That's Victor.

A rat.

- Victor? - Zwier's pet.

A rat... gruesome.

Really? Hope it won't make me sick.

By the way, you could have taken Suzy with you guys.

If only she looks a bit more satisfied.

Jesus Christ, I'm not the babysitter.

I don't mean it like that... I thought...

I just thought it would've been nice.

Okay, I'll shut up.

Zwier, are you home dear?

Hello sweetie. Had a nice evening?

Somebody put two petit-fours on the edge of my bed, damn it!

It's dark here. I thought maybe Betty would be here too.

Turn on the lights.

Leave it off.

Let's get rid of that smoke smell.

I thought I'd spoil you and Betty.

I sense something Zwier.

I want to know.

Nothing happened. You lie and mothers shouldn't do that.

You are upset.

Out!

Calm down my dear.

You are having grief. I see it in your eyes.

Who did hurt you?

Tell me. That's why I'm here now.

None of your business.

I've never loved you.

And I love you very much.

- Listen to me bitch. - Bitch?!

Don't let your father hear this... what a rough language.

No use for language now.

I'm talking to you.

You...

Away with it. Are you crazy! My nice knife.

No jokes please, for you love me too much.

What you say.

If I have to worry about one of my kids, it is you.

You're strangling me.

You mess up everything.

Put that candle out now.

No, I will call a doctor.

If you insist on doing something, call the undertaker.

Why?

Not for me.

For that dickhead.

What happened?!

Swear you don't tell Ko.

Do you?

- Hello - Hello

- What? - It's for you.

Do I know you?

Maybe by face. I've got...

Don't you want to come in?

Here you are.

Bye.

Are you nuts? Please wear a knife.

They got to keep their hands off you.

You would've done the same, no?

Me? Yes, whenever they'll touch you.

You've eaten them already.

How pitiful.

Poor thing. Still lingering.

I shall beat that habit out. What were you doing in my room?

I hear dad coming home.

Ko is going around the world.

He will never come home again.

Do away with the knife, are you crazy?!

I hate you!

- Stupid sister! - What's wrong? Don't frighten me.

You were listening.

I heard you chuckling.

You were laughing at me.

Why should I do that?

You're making everyone ridiculous all the time, that's why.

That's not true, don't...

Do away with the knife, there's blood all over it.

- Get dressed. - Undress.

I want you to say sorry.

What for?

Because legally you can't do this. I can sue you.

For everything... for the blood and for the knife.

If daddy finds out...

I'm sorry.

May I lay down next to you?

Go lay down next to Betty.

Drop dead.

Now I'm trying to connect.

I love you.

The joker is back.

Anyone come... play!

Guys, get dressed! I want to have breakfast together.

You have to.

Tomorrow is sunday. Then you can do what you like.

- No, I'm ill. - You're falling behind.

They're bullying me.

You're sure? You too? What do they do?

About me wearing trousers and a headband, and that I'm using mascara.

And about us reading the Daily Telegraph.

Hmm, that's what these leftie Parool readers are telling you.

I think it's just a cosy paper to read at breakfast.

I hated school like you do. Darling, you're just like me.

Palmer, shouldn't you go to school?

No, I'm free.

Really?

Hello dear, how are you doing?

Did you sleep well?

Not too bad.

You were quite upset.

Don't let your father find out.

Nice plan.

- Want to go grocery shopping? - I have a headache.

Look at this... darling!

What's wrong my dear?

I feel so miserable.

Oh, my boy.

What a bunch of lazybones you all are.

Nice mess here.

Dear, what a pity for you.

Loempia.

Contains missing Chinese persons and dog hairs.

You make me puke.

Throw it up, right now...

Kitchen sink, kitchen sink...

No, it won't come out.

So miserable.

Butter cream...

Sausage-roll, ketchup and mayonnaise...

Oh yes, the sooner the better.

Chocolate cake with cream...

mixed with sausages... in a cat poop dressing.

Come here.

- Stop this, damn it! - I just want to help you.

Are you all right?

Don't disturb me now.

Flush down, Ko.

Hurry up.

What a pity you feel so bad now.

Because of that stinky bankruptcy.

You know about the bacteria dwelling around these boxes.

It's because of that Loempia, I told you so.

There's a bucket on the balcony.

My intestines... my liver... I got a pain in the ass you've never felt.

Who is it?

One moment please.

Suzy, it's for you.

The stuttering child, what's her name?

No, I didn't want to go to school.

What is it?

Mick Jagger?

That's not true.

No!

Will she be there?

Okay, bye!

Dear, are you able to do the grocery shopping?

Darling, can't Suzy do it?

No, she's only going to MusicExpress, come on!

You at least know how much will be spent.

You're all only buying crap for yourselves.

Okay, I'll go again.

And I'll take some cans to the bar, can sell them there.

Ko, come on, please don't do that.

Gotta wear my sportswear. Always short of underwear on saturdays.

Wear it one more time. Nice and warm.

You'll get cystitis of these slips.

How you're making this up.

You woke her up.

Saturday morning dear, most people sleep in.

What a laugh! Suzy Queen.

What are you to do now?

Getting to know each other, become friends, then go live with them.

Take her to room 306.

May I have your signature, please?

Of course.

- Here you are. - Thank you.

Hello mister grocery man.

Don't you see your dad is doing some business.

- I have two new friends. - Lucky you. Two... for the price of one.

- You know who? - No. - Mick Jagger and Marianne Faithfull.

Please go ahead and tell mom.

Mom, I did a French kiss with Mick Jagger.

Mom, I will have a baby.

Oh, I hear. Grandma informed you.

The stupid sportswear ruined the party.

Not that quick please.

No French kissing. I'll call the police.

His dick got hard.

Go wash your hands right away.

And he smelled like old tea.

He felt in love with me straight away.

Sex and love are not the same, dear.

Especially for men.

To whom does that happen?

Love at first sight.

In real love nothing happens during the first three months.

First you really need to long for each other.

A real pity!

I don't want to hear about it.

Did the two of you really long for each other?

Oh yes. Fiercely. Very fierce.

Hans just called, I gotta go.

- I also want to be photographed. - That's all right.

If you take care of looking neat.

Now it looks like you've spent all day in bed with that old tea.

I think we got to tell it all to the police.

You triggered them, not me.

Don't make me angry, Betty.

I never want to see you again.

Same here.

Betty, you're not leaving me, do you?

Yes I do.

I had to defend you bitch.

Raise your eyebrows a little.

Why is that?

Mind your own business puppy.

Yes, beautiful, like that...

My daughter met Mick Jagger today, what do you think of that?

That's what I thought. A girl with imagination.

- You don't believe me? - Yes I do, tell me more.

No, you won't believe me.

If you don't tell me I can't believe it.

Yes, with your hands like that, yes...

- Go back a little... - Marianne let me in and the world stood upside down.

Yes, rub your ear, yes...

Very good darling.

Yes, going well... step back a little...

[i]I feel sorry for my dad.[/i]

[i]He should die as soon as possible.[/i]

[i]My dad without a job is like a chair with no seat.[/i]

Your mom went back to bed again.

Something with her gall stones.

I thought something with her back.

- Could be the bladder? - No, is it?

Not her stomach?

At any rate, your mom doesn't want to fuck me.

Don't say that.

Why don't you join me?

How cosy you all are.

[]iRawhide[/i] is on the telly.

I have to do homework.

On saturday night?

Are those boots more comfortable than slippers?

I want to focus on the film.

In the future I will be a model.

Nothing like the rain coat factory.

Don't drink that fast.

That one's empty now.

I met Mick Jagger, you know.

He saw me standing there, he really saw me.

He didn't see you standing, he saw you lying down.

I'll bet you were horizontal right away.

Whenever you see a golden dick you lie down.

I like handsome men, may I?

No... I mean a rich dick... I know you.

Our living room cowboy is talking.

I'll tell mom, and also about the diary.

I'll shit on these stars of yours. Ugly bastards.

Stupid faces. Shit.

What are you doing here?! Go back to that bankruptcy you bought!

You're making me sick.

Always picking on your dad!

Once you'll be giving me a heart failure!

Dirty egoist. You're a nail to my coffin.

Nobody likes you, nobody likes you... Keep rattling on...

Ko beat Suzy up.

Do something!

Divorce, kick him out, get away from him.

Do something.

I'll bet Suzy triggered it.

But he shouldn't beat her.

One more time and I'll be divorcing you.

Why do you do this? I can't stand it no more.

I didn't know everybody is keeping things quiet here.

We need to talk, this cannot go on.

I was defending you, nothing else.

I wanted to be alone with you.

To be with you, no one else.

You keep on forgetting that we're having children.

Suzy was so happy today.

Ridiculous story.

Please let her.

Let her discover the world herself. You can't stop it.

In earlier times there weren't all those crazy stars.

Yes there were. You forgot about them.

Still the same melody after ten years.

Thought about any career in the meantime?

I think I will be a psychologist of Marathon City.

That's were you'll find a client.

Yes, and I think you feel at home too among the poor souls.

Or a gun in your hands, making history; another option.

You? No. You'll be disqualified because you look like a calf.

Immature and having been stuffed in a box.

Are you all right Suzy?

How can I go to school like this?

Wear the green turtleneck, it looks good on you.

A golden morning.

I'm so glad to have all my darlings together now.

I gave birth to them myself.

With your seed, Ko.

War seed.

That's enough.

No spoon.

Just give it to me.

No throwing.

Delicious.

Even if I say so.

What does it smell like?

Exciting Zwier, what a treat.

Seems familiar.

I feel a horrible pain coming up.

I can't stand this.

Let's go to the Chinese.

Tell about it Zwier.

Attention.

I'm extraordinary, that's how it is.

It's making me puke.

How sad this is.

Which knife did you use?

Tastes good.

Which knife?!

Zwier, empty that entire pan and everybody shut up!

I'm focusing on my dinner.

Why did you do this?

And which knife?!

Assholes.

Because no one ever listens to me!

Quiet please!

I'm focusing on the soup.

Sucker.

One more word...

Shut up.

- One more word! - Shut up!

Coward!

- One more word. - Shut up!

Shut your mouth!

I'll beat you into your room and you'll stay there for a week.

Or you get the hell out of here.

Forever.

Guys, we're gonna take a walk. Sniffing up some fresh air.

Zwier stays here.

Let's go to the bus.

What a mess.

I don't understand.

What?

I think Zwier is a little crazy.

He scares me sometimes. What about you?

Tell me honestly.

I don't know.

Do you love our family?

I love you too much, that's the problem.

You're not handling it smartly.

- You're too much involved. - How should I do it otherwise?

Just like me.

You're always away.

There's so much to see in the world.

A guy like Jimi Hendrix will never come back.

But that Mick Jagger of yours.

And we forget about the turtle for the moment.

Turtle...

Why is that scoundrel never behaving himself.

As soon as I get my driver's license, I'm out of here.

Away from this hell.

It's not that bad.

Look at all these bourgeois neighbors.

That's horrible.

But don't you like things to be normal for once?

I don't even know what it is.

- But let's try at least. - Stop that bullshit for once.

- I'm just saying let's try to do something nice. - Without me.

No Ko, we need to try and make it nice, you're all so moody.

You know that despite everything I'm still in love with you.

I'm in love with you too.

It will be raining.