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Right in the middle of psalm 23 there are the famous words...

'thou are with me'.

In Hebrew it says YHWH, Yahweh.

I am who I am.

Who we are doesn't always correspond with how others see us...

or want to see us.

Open Seas

Bhikkhu. Wow.

Hannes, Paulus, please? - I saw some hair.

Very good, that makes guys horny. We don't like to eat out toddlers.

Sorry, Bhikkhu. And Elisabeth, my apologies.

Your mother is downstairs.

Doing fine, guys.

Nice one.

Will I see you later?

I have to leave for Groningen. - You do? Okay.

It's a good thing you're not allergic. My god.

Great, isn't it, a bigger room?

Where's your father's desk? - I got rid of it.

This one is a lot better. The other one was hideous.

But it was your grandpa's. - I did call, if he wanted it back.

I said: Dad, if you want it, you should come get it.

A good excuse to see each other. - And what did he say?

It was a joke, mum. Of course I didn't call him.

The fact that I don't want to talk to him anymore...

doesn't mean that you can't call him.

I know, mum. I know.

Hi Matty. All well?

Will you call me, when you get home? - Sure.

Hi Tessa.

I'm leaving, see you later. - Yes, see you soon.

To Tessa: Sorry sweetie, I'm not going to make it.

Sleep well, love you. Call you tomorrow.

Contacts Charly Babe

Hey sugar, I'll see you in a minute. I want you. Kiss.

Charly? From the bar committee. - What?

Gentlemen.

What will I get if I succeed in putting 23 of those beer nuts...

in my foreskin?

Those? All at once? - All at once.

It won't work. I'll bet him six Bacardi and cokes.

If you succeed, I'll eat them all. - Finally somebody lakes it seriously.

And if you don't succeed, you have to eat them all.

Matthias de Jager, I give you the Duke of Heijbroek.

This is the biggest foreskin I have ever seen.

And the Duke is hungry.

This is important. Otherwise, I'll get a spicy dick. One.

Two.

Eleven. - You're enjoying this.

Go for two at a time now.

You can have one, if you want?

He's got a lot of space left. - Go fuck yourself.

Twenty-two.

It's curtains.

And the big finale. Matty de Jager, this one is for you.

Number twenty-three.

Goddammit, 23 beer nuts.

Do the honours, van Wijnbergen. Matty, enjoy your meal.

Twenty-three, man.

You knew it.

You bastard.

Are we going for another drink? - No, I have to regain my masculinity.

I'm going into town. Gentlemen. - Buddy. He's going to meet Charly.

Or another chick. Sophie, or something.

And Tessa's kept in the dark, what kind of relationship is that?

How does he do it?

You listen to the cooing dove in your frontal lobe.

And to the child in your head. And your dick is acting up.

Matt doesn't.

He lets the hawk in his heart go free. And it doesn't blame itself.

Different parts of your bodies lead you. Which is fine.

You were never at open sea. You're still on the inland waterways.

But when the fresh water around you has turned into salt water...

we'll know what kind of sailor you really are.

And you, what do you listen to?

To Miles Davis, Bill Evans, Keith Jarrett.

Paulus, the tickets.

I was sure they were in my pocket. - Were?

So, they're not anymore?

We're going back to get them at the hotel, hopefully we'll make the second half.

We'll find a bar, we'll wail there for you.

Paulus forgot the opera tickets. We have to go to a bar now.

Paulus didn't forget the tickets, right? - I can't sit through a whole opera.

Your mouth is open.

I am Eva. What's your name? - I'm Philip.

Philip, why don't you buy me a drink? - Yes, of course.

What would you like? - I'll have a cocktail.

All ladies have them here. Give me money, I'll get it myself.

Then you can stay here, and look around.

That's what you like to do, right? Look around?

Hot chick, man. Gorgeous legs. - She's getting something to drink.

We're going to have a drink. - Yeah, right. Enjoy your drink.

It's okay.

Too bad, time's up. - I have more money.

How much?

Twenty. - Enough for one more song.

Where are you going? - To deliver the money.

They'll come and check otherwise. - See you in a minute.

No, man. - But she has my...

Well, how was the open sea?

The opera was bad too, if it helps. - I lost Elisabeth's watch.

She gave it to me for my birthday. It was damned expensive.

That's what students do: They lose the time. And grow up.

To sit at a bar, drinking and talking, without anyone saying anything about it.

Do you know why the fraternity has no windows?

To keep people from looking in. - No, you're wrong.

To save us from looking out.

So that we can escape the choking inevitability.

For just a little while longer.

The painters have finally left.

You won't believe your eyes, the upstairs is so beautiful now.

The invoice is beautiful too.

Matt: Hey Romeo

Was it fun? - Excuse me, what?

Antwerp, how was it? Didn't you go to the opera?

Matt: had yourself tested yet?

Which one?

Matt: joking, no need crabs are visible

Which one? It took place in Spain, somebody died...

Bizet. Carmen.

Really, it was Bizet? - Yes, I think so.

Such a culture buff.

Matty, a letter came for you.

Put it over the re. - It's from Spain, from your dad.

Then throw it away.

Dear Matthias. I'll turn 65 soon.

No party, but I do want to see you. - You can stop now.

Shit, Matt. He's ill.

He only has a couple of months left.

If you can do this, I'll kill you. I've tried all damn morning.

Father, this is Matt de Jager. - Matthias de Jager, nice to meet you.

And who is this? - Philip, sir.

Do they have last names in Amsterdam? - Hofman, Philip Hofman.

And where are your fathers? - Mine has died.

Mine hasn't, he wanted to go bowling with his wife instead.

What a big mouth.

I think you should go. - I'm not going, no way.

I don't want to see that asshole. - He's ill, it's your father.

He's going to die.

Would you go, if it was your father?

Yes. - Why?

Last chance to tell or ask him things.

Or not to tell or ask him, or hit him.

I think you'll regret it.

If you go, I'll come with you. - What? Why?

Because I would want you to do the same for me.

Really? - Yes, really.

Will you visit us soon? We have something for you.

Of course. Sorry, I've had a really busy period.

A gift is very welcome. As long as it's not a signet ring.

What is wrong with us? I would like to know that.

Nothing, father. There is nothing wrong with you.

If there's nothing wrong with us, then I ask myself: What's wrong with you?

Your father's leaving?

Bart, I have to go take a leak. - What is it?

I have to pee, is that possible? - Of course.

I'll tell them to stop throwing.

Matty, we'll get him.

In the back.

I'll get your hair out, it's really sticky.

How does it look? - There's a lot of blood.

This might sting a little, sorry.

I thought the piece you wrote on the initiation was really funny.

What a bunch of babies. Throwing crockery at each other.

I came to take shelter.

What were you talking about?

I thought Philip had written a funny piece in the Veritas.

What was so funny about it? - I think they're finished.

She could've done a betterjob.

I was in Zaanstad this afternoon. A donor, cornea and heart valves.

He had shot himself in the head.

Holes on both sides, you could look right through.

And what did you do today?

I had a lecture, medieval history, but it was suspended halfway.

Lucky you.

Is it your... - Medicine. Side job, yes.

You lake out the heart and the eyes. The eyes go in a bag with ice.

You rinse the heart, take it to the valve bank, and then you come here.

Enough. Phil, goddess...

We're going to our student home, in Mondrian style.

The rules are simple. Straight on, don't run.

So our way home must be as straight as possible.

Are we there? Straight on.

Come on up.

And onwards we go.

No hands, preferably.

My friends, we're going through here.

Welcome to our student home.

Philip. Did you have a rough night?

Good morning, lad. Coffee? - What happened last night?

I don't remember everything either. But it was very horny.

You weren't going to do anything, right? - Did you fuck her'!

Did I do that?

Did I do this? Did I?

So that's a yes? - No.

How are things between you and Matt? - Fine.

Are the little girls still fighting?

I don't want to talk about it, okay? Goddammit.

You were supposed to do the mike, and you outsource it to some...

Relax. It'll be alright.

I was messing with you, I didn't touch her. I swear.

Here you go. - Thanks, man.

It was stupid of me to forget it. - I just told Philip, he'll get it.

Here you go. - You must be Charly.

I'm Wouter. I helped getting this place. It's nice meeting you.

Elisabeth, I presume? - Could you get the mike working?

So we can actually use it. We'll start in a moment.

Great, thank you. - That Wouter is a horse's ass.

We got the location, he forgot the mike. The only thing he had to do.

And then he forgets our names. What a horse's ass.

He won't get any jobs in the future.

Go get beer.

Could you help me with the...

Philip, I thank you. Thanks, man. - No worries.

Believe me, I really didn't do anything. - I know.

Karen wants you. Last time, She came to me asking where you were.

The whole fraternity wants her, but she wants you. The monk.

Yes, hello? - Hi Karen, it's Philip.

Philip Hofman.

What are you still doing up? - My goldfish is acting weird.

It's on its side gasping for air at the bottom of the bowl.

That's animal cruelty. - Absolutely.

Did you know it's cruel to have a fish swim on its own?

Fish need company too.

Well, thanks for the tip. And sleep tight.

Okay, you too.

I think I'm going to sit down. - Before you fall down again?

Before I fall down again.

Come here.

We're not going to fuck tonight. - No, of course not.

Just a bit of snogging.

Just a bit. - Because I have to leave.

Yes, you have to leave.

No, we're done.

No, you have to leave.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

Did you visit the museum yet? - The exhibition was amazing.

Mom, Philip is here. - Hello Marianne. How's London?

Beautiful. I just said we visited the New Tate. How are you?

And your studies? - They are fine too.

I hear you're busy with the fraternity. - Yes, very busy.

How's your mother? - She's fine too.

We're going there now. - Give her my regards.

Karen: Hey, did you sleep well?

Morn, I have to go. Have a great time over there.

Lots of love to daddy.

Joop and I talked, and if you want to visit Elisabeth in Curaçao...

we can pay for it. - That's sweet, I'll think about it.

Okay mom, bye. - Bye sweethearts.

Hi sweetie.

It is the same company. Germ any, seven days.

With everybody from last year?

Not the back neighbours, they have a camper van.

What are you going to do?

There is a vague plan to go to the beach with some friends.

She's going to help set up a new protocol for the ICU in Curaçao.

Really? That's wonderful.

Is it strange to say that I really don't want to go?

Yes, it'll be great. - It's for twelve weeks.

In the sun. - Far away.

On the beach. - I know, it's a great offer.

But I don't know, I have my doubts.

What happened between you and your dad, anyway?

My grandfather opened a savings account when I was born.

When he died, I was about eight, my father claimed it for himself.

That's it?

You're pissed off about money?

No, it's not about the money. And in a way, it is.

I didn't even know it was there.

But when I found out, and I asked him about it...

he denied the account existed.

Enough money to have his balls washed every day.

And he denied it.

He denied me, for eighteen grand.

Then I gave him my grandpa's bankbook. You should have seen his face.

I know I'm not a good son.

And not a good friend, either. I forget your birthday...

my anniversary with Tessa, I fuck Charly and Sophie...

Whoever you want.

But you can get rid of me. It's different with a child.

It can't get rid of you, it doesn't have the choice.

It needs love and always has to be number one, no matter what.

That's what you should say. That's why we're going, say it.

Son, good of you to come.

Hello, I'm Daphne. - Hi, Philip.

Matthias, great to see you here. It's been a longtime.

I bet you'd like something to drink. - Yes, great. A beer.

Make that two.

I hope your trip was okay? - Yes, it was fine.

How do you know each other?

We met in Amsterdam. - At the university?

At the fraternity. - Very good.

What is your major? - History.

That's kind of useless, isn't it?

You had your pick, and you chose studying the past.

Do you have any exams this summer? - Not many, we just had one.

I always had to retake them.

And? - I passed, I think.

And you, Matt?

Matthias, you don't have to act like Daphne doesn't exist.

Or like I don't.

What am I doing here?

Do you want my forgiveness? Or create nice memories here?

While you were dissing my friend, who is there for me.

Unbelievable.

Well, this is a resounding success.

Daphne likes you.

She loves me.

She doesn't love you.

Boys, dinner's ready.

So why did you want me to come?

Can we talk about this in private?

Bhik, stay here.

I'm dying. I have interests.

I want to make arrangements for the company.

With you. - God, really? Your company?

Because I will live on through it.

This guy lives on through his company. Did you hear that?

He lives on through his company. Fuck you.

Matt, listen. - And fuck your company.

I am your only legacy. Your son, me.

And you're a dick for not seeing that. A pathetic, selfish bastard.

Goddammit.

This is your last chance. Right here, right now.

And you're doing exactly the same as always.

What did you tell me to ask him? - I don't know.

What did I have to ask? I'm here because of you.

Right now, I don't...

Why he put you on this earth only to abandon you.

Why he keeps promising, but never delivers.

Why he hasn't been to your birthday since you were four.

Not once, not one single time.

Because he can't put the shit with your mother behind him.

What does that mean? What do you mean to your dad?

Nothing?

Where are we?

Didn't you have to be back in Holland tomorrow?

So Elisabeth goes to Curaçao without saying goodbye to you?

Yes, man.

And flaunt it, like 'This is my thing.'

Hello, good evening.

Are you okay? - Yes, and you?

Enjoyed the holiday? - Absolutely.

We went to Spain.

Karen?

Hi. - Hi.

How are you doing? - I'm fine.

Having a party? - I got my Bachelor's Degree.

Congratulations. - Thank you.

Bhik, you need to pay.

You have to leave.

Yes, I have to leave. I only need to...

Hello, Marianne. - How are you doing?

Too bad you just missed each other. But Elisabeth got to Curaçao okay.

Good to hear. - Did she call you?

Yes.

There is something else. This year we'll fly to go skiing.

Joop wanted that, so we can get to the slopes and the après-ski sooner.

We also booked your ticket of course.

That's very sweet of you. Thanks.

Don't mention it. - Bye then.

Hello? - How's your goldfish doing?

It's not doing well. It's dead.

My condolences. - Thank you.

Actually, I'm glad I'm rid of it. It's a lot of work.

Why are you here?

I bought you a present.

Well, you can come up if you want.

No, I mean yes, I would like lo.

I'm sorry. - No problem.

It's only an heirloom. I like it much better this way.

To the boat. - To your ship.

So you did what they wanted?

Jaak, your bathroom has no door. - No.

Doesn't that bother you?

It would really bother me.

How are the initiation preparations going? - We need a piano player to replace you.

Come here, I'll show you.

You can play a bit of piano, can't you?

It's only two chords, these ones. And this is the rhythm.

I'm lying in my bed because I needed rest

I think of you, Marie and of your lovely breasts

Right. And then you let the pledge sing. And then you sing back, of course.

At the end everybody sings.

I'm lying in my bed because I needed rest

I think of you, Marie and of your lovely breasts

You have a nice view, Jacob.

That was fucking beautiful, man. - Amazing.

That's enough, you queers.

Jesus Christ, what's going on? - Nothing, I'll be right out.

I love this.

I missed you.

Hey, what's wrong?

I've just been so busy, with Vondel and the board...

and my thesis.

I have to leave for Amsterdam.

The gathering is tonight and I need to study.

You're going to Amsterdam?

What the fuck? I just got back.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

I think I just need time to settle in again.

Unpaid fine - account blocked you can no longer take out books

Do you have a card? - No, I left it at home. Stupid.

But I really need this book, and I know the title.

What's your name?

Jacob van Wijnbergen.

W-I-J-N-B-E-R-G-E-N, van. - Van Wijnbergen, that's you?

You were deregistered two years ago. Did you graduate? Or did you quit?

You no longer have the right to take out books.

If you knew something about somebody, a friend...

Something personal.

And that person doesn't bring it up, what would you do?

It depends. - On what?

If what you think to know is reliable or accurate information.

Why? - Never mind, I don't know.

You should say something, if you're worried.

But people have a right to privacy. - Quite passive, for a friendship.

People who are drowning only call for help initially.

Then they go quiet. But they haven't drowned yet.

This isn't about Malt, right? Those stories may be true, knowing Matt.

Elisabeth: will I see you this weekend?

I have to go.

Hey Ka, do you think that we...

Do you think you could be my girlfriend, maybe?

Did you seriously just ask me if I could be your girlfriend?

I'm itching to be, but maybe you should talk it over with Elisabeth?

Because if I suddenly grow tired of you...

it would be so nice if she'd take you back, right?

You spineless bastard.

Do you know him?

Nice. How? - I met him in town.

Jakie, is everything okay?

How about your study? - Yes, why?

I want to know what it's like to be almost done.

It's going well. I'm not sure about my medical specialism yet.

Do you study at Amsterdam University? - The AMC, yes.

Why? - Maybe you were a doctor already.

Doctors are perpetual students, that's why I chose medicine.

I'm leaving for London for my last residencies soon.

After that, this life is really over.

Let's go.

Let's celebrate life some more at the fraternity.

Spineless shit. - You get him every time.

Matty, call. Show them to me.

Bhik, beer.

Where were we? - We wanted to know if you'd call.

Of course I will call. With this hand, I have to.

Don't answer that now, that would be sacrilege.

I have to take this call. It's Daphne.

I wouldn't stand for it.

My father's dead.

Shit, really?

Okay guys. I call, and raise you four.

Contacts dad's cell phone

Paulus?

Matt, what are you doing?

He's dead.

I want you to say I was only drinking.

I don't have to do anything. - Yes, you have to.

Hi Tessa, it's Philip.

Matt has only been drinking. He's here in his bed, sleeping.

Tessa, you know what? Your boyfriend is losing it.

He snorted a mountain of coke. - What are you doing?

What are you doing, man?

Cut it out, you motherfucker.

Fuck off.

I think I'm pregnant.

I didn't get my period.

Is it mine?

Yes, it's yours.

Fuck.

Sorry, I... Fuck.

I have to run this through my mind for a moment.

And what do you want?

I'm leaving.

Is Jacob here? - Of course, in his bedroom.

Hi, Justin. - Philip.

What are you doing here?

Jesus, what happened to your hand? - Trouble with Matt.

I'll be off then. - Yes.

Justin, a friend of mine. - Karen is pregnant.

It's mine.

Jesus. - That's right.

What do I do? What now? - Well, you're the one with the girlfriend.

You're the one with the lover. And everybody knows about her.

And you got her pregnant. And you ask me what to do?

For once in your life, Please solve your problems yourself.

You wanted to be a fisherman. This is life on the open seas, my friend.

I had sex with another girl.

And she might be pregnant.

And I'm sorry I kept it quiet for so long.

Who is she? - Does it really matter?

Karen. Karen Ricks.

And now what?

Shit, I don't know.

I'm sorry.

You're an asshole.

You really are.

Hello? - Hey, Ka...

It's over between Elisabeth and me. I broke up with her.

Karen, listen. I don't want this. I don't want to be a dad, but...

Karen? I think you're amazing. I really want to be with you.

It's gone. So relax, you won't be a dad.

Since you'd never ask, I'm telling you. It's scary to have something removed.

And now I want you to leave.

What are you doing here?

No lectures.

I thought you were leaving for London last weekend?

It was postponed. I'm leaving next week.

Orin two weeks, I don't know. Problems with my documents.

How are you doing? - I'm fine, and you?

So so. Elisabeth and I broke up.

What about Karen?

That's over too.

She doesn't want to see me anymore. - But you won't be a dad, right?

How's life at the student home?

I'm done with it.

You'll come to miss it. - I don't think so.

Believe me, it'll happen. - What is it I'm going to miss?

Freedom.

That the world is your oyster.

And it's enough just knowing that.

That you can talk all Sunday about what you will or won't do...

and in the end nothing happens.

In a while, you'll have to do things. You'll have to make irreversible choices.

Hear me playing my sad violin.

If you only knew how hard people try, just to have a little fun.

So they don't have to be alone.

Bhik, if you really think about it...

it always comes at a bad time. The adult life.

Jacob?

Let's just sit here for a while.

Will you call me from England?

Bhik, they found Jacob.

Jacob is dead, they found him.

They think he jumped off a cliff in England.

He wasn't doing any internships. And he wasn't missing.

Did you know? That he had been lying about going to university for years?

Philip. - Hello, sir.

Hello, ma'am.

Carla van Wijnbergen. - Philip Hofman.

It saddens me to meet you under these circumstances.

Please have a seat.

Jacob often talked about you. You were one of his best friends.

We were thinking about the music. We don't know what we should choose.

Haydn, Mozart...

What did Jacob like?

I wasn't a good friend.

He was always there for me.

But I was never there for him.

Dancing lessons. Jacob hated them.

Carel kept telling him to go, hoping he would meet a nice girl.

Carel refused to see that...

When Jacob was sixteen, he got in a fight with his father.

He had just been expelled from school in Eerde.

I was upstairs, and I heard noises, so I went to see what was wrong.

It was Jacob and his dad. I had to pull them apart.

Jacob really loved this.

Right in the middle of psalm 23, there are the famous words:

'Thou art with me'.

In Hebrew it says YHWH, Yahweh.

I am who I am.

Who we are doesn't always correspond with how others see us.

Or want to see us.

Stop.

Please follow.

I'm too busy, man.

As soon as I can get a Saturday off, I'll take care of everything at once.

The TV hook-up, wallpaper, good chairs, curtains.

I'll hire a guy lo install it all. But I just don't have the time right now.

I wouldn't even have time to open the door for that guy.

So running your dad's company suits you?

It suits me very well. But all those buildings are a lot of work.

My dad neglected them tor ages. And I have a different approach.

But how are things at the student home? - I've had it, I want to leave.

The racket at night and the mess in the kitchen...

Do you want to come and live here?

Tessa isn't ready for it yet, and I have more than enough room.

That's very sweet, but I can't afford it. - I don't know.

You'll pay what you pay at the student home, maybe a little more...

if you want faster internet to watch decent quality porn.

Really? - Yes.

Nice. Get up, come on.

You're my new room mate.

Do you want another beer?

I was thinking about calling my dad. - Do it.

Maybe he can help you move.

Or go for a beer with him first.