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Jorrit? - Nearly there.

Asshole.

Women are always contradicting themselves.

They're always saying that you should meditate and be in the moment.

Kim is angry.

Kim was last week. This is Marit.

But if you don't want to move in together after a month...

She's angry too. - I think.

...or think about the future, then you're a dick.

She couldn't deal with it when I said we shouldn't buy gifts for one another.

What's wrong with gifts? - You have to choose gifts, and buy them.

Then you give them to your mother, your wife or your girlfriend.

You're saying: I think you are special. I'm thinking of you. We have a relationship.

I don't want that. I just want to get laid.

I think you can forget about that with Marit.

IMPOSSIBLE TO LIVE WITH

Fixed overheads $3.300. Variable costs $1.10.

Draw a graph where the Y-axis shows the net profit.

Dad, can you explain this to me?

I've got a math test tomorrow and I don't understand a thing.

Let me see. - Your father was never good at math.

He still isn't. - Hey.

See. It's true. You run away when it gets difficult.

What gave you that idea? - Mom said so.

Then let your mom help you with your math.

Men at... Men at Work Construction.

Aren't you eating with us? - No, I have a date.

On your motorcycle? - Huh?

That thing screams 'midlife crisis'. - Shut up, man.

That thing is a chick magnet. - Hold the line, ma'am.

There's a woman on the phone who wants a wet downstairs.

And all her pipes need servicing.

Here. No. Here. - Yes, good day. Hello.

No, we don't do that sort of business anymore. No.

Nowadays we are a respectable construction company. Goodbye.

Have a respectable evening, Bas.

Let's see...

Psst, game time?

Where were we? - Four, weren't we?

Home already?

Profile picture from 10 years ago?

Or divorced mother of three kids under 12...

...looking for a new credit card? - No.

When I tell them that my ex moved out...

...and I have to drive 110 km every weekend...

...to see my kids, they want to keep looking around...

...for a somewhat funnier, richer, thinner person than me.

Hey, let's practice those rules again.

Never talk about your ex on a first date.

Always let her think she's taking the initiative. And...

Never wear white sports socks. - Huh?

Yeah, I don't get it either, but apparently women think they're awful.

TAX AUTHORITIES

No, don't open it. I keep hoping it's a refund.

Something has to change in our lives.

AMOUNT DUE - AMOUNT DUE AMOUNT DUE

Jesus, Bas, this is...

Can't you sell your motorcycle? - That still wouldn't be enough.

Couldn't you have taken on a bookkeeper?

What do you think that costs?

It would have saved you money.

As always, you know better, right, Mr. Math Genius?

Mr. Mulder?

Yes, hello. Bas Mulder.

Right...

I'll go on my own.

See, I thought, maybe I could get some kind of discount?

Have you come to ask for dispensation? - Dispensation. Exactly.

Yes, here at the tax authorities, we don't take that very lightly.

It's all so much.

Here's a claim for employer costs.

And here's one for 'special provisions'.

And then this one also seems to overlap.

The window cleaner. - Yes, I can see.

A very attractive window cleaner.

What do I need to do to get dispensation?

Yummy. - I'll say.

Mwam? Dispensation?

An enormous list of torn work clothes has been booked.

There needs to be an explanation for that.

Will your colleagues help make this decision?

I can give you dispensation for the tax on wages.

But the dividend tax is still under discussion.

Ah, I see that the discussions have come out in your favor.

There is just...

There is just one tax claim left.

My colleague is dealing with it.

$14 dog tax.

I'll pay that.

They were golden days when we were working together.

Do you miss it? - Women screaming for me?

Do you know what I've always dreamed about?

Miami. - Miami?

What would you do in Miami? - Strip. Yeah, stripping in Miami.

There's nothing for me here. We're going to chase a dream, man.

We? - Yes. I'm going to be a club owner.

Club owner. That's him.

I'll buy one of those big cowboy hats and finally own a good-looking car.

Did you know that people in America pay very little tax?

Then I'll buy a red Corvette convertible for my new girlfriend.

Good luck. - And you're coming with me.

Think about it. That lovely face of yours on those big billboards.

And all those ladies shouting: 'Jorrit, you're it.'

Bas, I can't leave. I have responsibilities here.

Where are your balls, man?

Well thanks, bro.

Bro? I'm your father.

I've noticed. You were going to help me. I failed.

Do you want extra tutoring?

Why's that? Because you're too stupid to help me with math?

It's not going well, Jorrit. Last week he also failed French.

How come? Didn't we practice all those words?

You said that if you know je t'aime, you'll make all the women happy.

Oh, come on, Jorrit.

Gijs and I have been talking and...

I'm going to live with Mom. - Yes.

You really are good for nothing.

So it's my fault that you don't do your homework and play games all day?

That is not true.

I'm not talking to you anymore.

It's better this way, Jorrit.

Sweetheart, your bag.

Are you sure?

YES.

No. Come on.

Have you got too much stuff? - I'll stuff you.

Did I say that out loud? Sorry.

Follow me. - Yes.

Everyone enjoys their vacation in their own way. Golfing, surfing, diving.

Miami.

We're doing renovation work. - OK.

We're going to Miami to strip.

Well, then I think that this should fit in your hand luggage. Don't you?

Give me that. It's mine.

Bas, this is a one-way ticket. - Yes.

This is it.

This is where it will happen. This is the start of our new lives.

Ocean Drive. The top location.

It's so beautiful. An opportunity of a lifetime.

This will be our club.

Hey? What do you think?

Dude, what are you doing? - Structural survey.

What are you doing, man?

Look at this, will you. The new hotspot in town.

Yeah, people, buy your ticket at the box office.

This should be a heritage site, Bas.

Dare to dream for once.

Don't you mean appointment? - Oh, Mr. Know-it-all.

That Ramirez guy is the owner of this building. That's why I want to level.

You're trying to screw us over. - Calm down.

Leave it to me, OK? I'll make the deal. $5000 per month, not a dollar more.

Hey, wait for me.

Leave it to me.

You are impossible to live with.

How do you know that? Do you speak Dutch?

I come from Spijkenisse. It's the official language there. And it's on your shirt.

Have a good vacation.

So if we don't pay on time, he gets his building back, that we've fixed up?

Uh, yeah.

A complete renovation for zero point zero cents?

Do you ever think before you screw things up?

Gijs. I totally...

It would have been better to just get a tattoo with his name.

Come on, he understands. Luckily he's a lot smarter than you.

I ran away again. - No, man.

You got caught up in my dream. So, come on.

Hey, son. Is everything OK? - Hey, Dad. Where are you?

Miami, Florida. Just arrived.

OK, bye.

You see, he loves you.

We're not going to manage this on our own, Jorrit.

Bag?

This is crazy. We're going to Miami.

Take me with you.

Were you eavesdropping?

You're going to open a strip club in Florida. I have to be there.

Take me with you. I'm made for that shit.

What do you know about stripping?

I can do more than just central heating.

How difficult can it be? Trousers off, shirt off...

...shake your ass for the women.

I can do that too. - Oh, you can do that too, can you?

If you're so cool, show me what you've got. Here. Now.

Here and now.

Boris. Shirt off.

Look at him go, man. - Nice.

Look at that. He's going to show his equipment.

I didn't know he had it in him.

Boris?

This is how you should do it.

You've got good equipment.

Fixing central heating units is more our thing.

And? - You're coming with me.

Really? - But put some different underpants on.

Do you know what these things cost?

What a fucking mess.

No, I got wood.

You've got a hard-on? - Excuse me?

'I got wood' means I've got a hard-on in English slang.

Oh. No. Are you Dutch?

Yes. Sort of. I don't really speak it anymore, but...

After ten years you're... how do you say that, a sort of native?

That's the Indians, isn't it? - No, Indians are Native Americans.

Are you looking for good wood? - Yes, I have to renovate something, so...

OK, well you're in the right store, then. No, I'm joking.

So you left the Netherlands to get into the nightlife?

Which woman are you trying to impress? - I mainly want to impress myself.

Sorry. - Don't worry about it.

Hey? Girl from Spijkenisse.

I thought I'd never see you again. I never go to Spijkenisse.

No, me neither.

I thought you were on vacation here, but you're building something.

And you? Do you live here?

Yes, been here a while.

And what else? - I dance and I live.

Which is exactly the same thing, of course.

Oh, and I book dancers for the clubs.

Well, we're building a club here, with dancers, male ones.

I heard something like that. Brave. And do you have any experience with clubs?

Yeah, this can't go wrong.

It can't? So what is the concept, then?

Crematorium?

Has anyone ever told you... - That I've got a big mouth?

But seriously, the concept, we've already got everything here.

OK. Well, work in progress.

Call me if you need me. And believe me, you do.

Thank you. But I don't date.

Oh, no?

I was curious to find out about this club you're busy with so I thought...

Wow. Really... How would you say that? Nice place. Super location.

Simply found it on the internet. You wouldn't believe what's on there.

And those boys?

Well, yeah. Since he was about 16...

Did you find them on the internet, too? - No, I brought them with me.

Jorrit says I'm not allowed to shop anymore.

Jorrit? - Yes, the blond one.

Cute guy. - Do you think so? I don't know.

It's all from a bottle, you know. - Did you meet him here?

No, we already lived together in the Netherlands.

OK. Have you been together long?

Well, yeah. Since he was about 16...

...I took him under my wing and taught him all I know.

The good thing is, he's still easy to mold if you treat him right.

Great. - Yes, it's really great.

We take our clothes off.

You take your clothes off?

It sounds a bit strange, of course, but I didn't want to tell you right away...

...but we're building a strip club here.

Of course. A really good Dutch export product: a gay bar.

No. A gay bar? Oh, you think that we... No, no.

We do women, we do it for the women.

At our club every night is Ladies Night.

Are you a stripper? - Yes.

Men at Work. Is that its name?

I was thinking of Club Casanova. - Keep thinking then.

You must be thirsty.

I thought we were coming hereto strip.

But instead we first have to work our butts off for six months.

We have a unique concept. Right? We have to finish this.

Within two weeks.

Two weeks? - Yes.

Jesus.

Unique concept? - Yes.

That's the idea. That the ladies have the say for once.

Oh, so really you're feminists? - Yes.

They think that's fantastic in the Netherlands.

But they're a bit old fashioned in the US.

That's why we're here in Miami to shake things up.

Do you really think so?

Shit.

That means nothing.

We could go and take a look, see what the competition is doing.

We'd never get in, mate. - No, look what it says.

Ladies only. - Well...

I think I know someone who can help you.

Have fun.

Thank you.

Yeah, shit. - In your purse.

Three hundred bucks to see four naked weirdos jumping around. It's a disgrace.

Bas, keep it down. - Yeah, yeah.

So, ladies, what are we going to drink? - What does the young lady want?

Champagne, of course. After all, we're working.

Guys, the champagne here costs $1500. Let's not go there.

Too late.

We'll be going soon.

HEY, SON, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN WHAT A...

DAD DAD IS TYPING...

HEY, SON, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN WHAT A...

OFFLINE

Oh, no? Which people don't like that?

Don't act so crazy, man.

It was a joke. Don't you have any feeling of humor?

By the way, that champagne was really cheap cat piss, you know?

Is that good?

I'm having my doubts, Bas. - What about? About the club?

It'll all work out, man. Angie is convinced I have golden hands.

Angie?

No, I have doubts about you.

About me? Why? - About you as a stripper here.

This whole thing was my idea. And now you're trying to diss me. Great.

I'm not throwing you out. I'm just trying to think of a better act.

A bunch of builders won't impress a city full of millionaires.

Who do you think you are? The CEO or something?

Who says that women don't want me?

Angie says that women here in the US would kill for a real man like me.

Right. The girls from the hardware store.

Women. - Who want to make money from you.

Ii you can't imagine women finding me attractive, that is your problem.

Narcissistic Personality Syndrome. That's what it's called.

They have special support groups for it.

Lola knows good dancers here.

Is that right? That country girl has really gotten her claws into you, pal.

She has nothing to do with this, Bas. What the hell.

If we keep messing around here, we're toast.

Watch out. That thing is shot to shit. You'll end up as toast.

You fix it then. Do something you're suited to.

Tadaa... Check this out.

OK, I'm no Channing Tatum.

And I can't shoot a champagne cork out of my ass...

...which makes you a king here. Shame, but too bad.

But let me do the music then. - Bas...

...people here want a DJ, not a roofer.

I didn't start a club in Florida just to screw it up again.

Me, me, me. Your whole universe only revolves around Jorrit with a capital I.

And yours doesn't?

Man, if I can't even do the music here...

...you may as well just have me collecting the dirty glasses.

Deal.

OK, stripping piece of scaffolding, what's going on here?

I want this club to be a roaring success, Bas. That's all.

When I see Gijs again...

...I want him to finally be able to be proud of me, for once.

Hey, what's going on here?

Auditions.

Auditions, why?

There are already four of us on stage, right?

No. Three.

Lola used her little book of contacts for us.

Look at that. Jorrit's BFF is here too.

Women want to see men, not a boy band.

We started off as builders. So, let's see them build.

It's a hammer, you donut.

So get outside onto that scaffolding right now.

You have reached your destination.

Ah, you found it.

I thought I had the wrong address. Is this yours?

It belongs to a boyfriend.

A boyfriend. Not my boyfriend. I don't do that.

So, America. The land of dreams.

Well, I don't believe in dreaming aboutjust one man.

I always have three.

That sounds like a naughty film on the internet.

Yeah, not all at the same time. Just three friends who aren't boyfriends.

So that they know that they won't ever be too important.

And what's also good to know...

...I never do it more than twice in a row with the same guy.

Because then it becomes important and people fall in love.

And that is too much hassle.

And apart from that, are you OK? - Yes.

I just can't be bothered with all that bullshit.

All that drama. No-one wants that, do they?

Do you get it?

Yes, I'm with you.

It sounds kind of practical.

Good.

Children?

No, never wanted them. Why?

I miss my son. - Ah, how old is he?

Thirteen. He lives with his mother.

He's in middle school.

He's finding it tough.

Can't you help him? - No, not enough.

But I'm really proud of him.

But he has very little reason to be proud of me.

So, three boyfriends.

Who broke your heart for you not to want just one boyfriend?

Oh, right, so are you now going to be all understanding?

In the hope that I will tell you something about my past.

That a guy got me pregnant while I was at ballet school, but yeah...

...of course it turned out that he had a girlfriend.

So he couldn't come to the abortion clinic with me.

Ah, and then you're going to be really nice and act all kind...

...and then I'll show you how fantastic Miami is, and everything will be special.

And then of course, you will want me to be your son's stepmother?

Well, actually, I just wanted to make a bit of small talk.

You can skip that.

I don't know how you do this in the US, but will you have dinner with me tonight?

No.

OK, I didn't see that one coming.

Sorry, I have to go country dancing tonight in the Dixie Road Saloon.

That's nice. I've always wanted to do that.

Reafly? - Shall I come with you?

Yeah right, and then you'll laugh at me when I trip and fall?

Hey, if there's anyone who'll fall, it'll be me.

Because?

For you, I mean.

That sounded better in my head. Forget it.

No. - No, forget it. I screwed it up.

No. - Sorry, I'm just so bad at this.

No, wait, I'm not letting it go. I think it's charming.

Ream?

Yes, really.

OK. In that case, see you tonight. - See you tonight.

Cut the stem at an angle.

Wow, fantastic.

Hi.

Who's the big guy? - That's Mick, my ex.

Does he always look so angry?

He's a bit jealous, but don't worry about him.

OK, come on.

Those are pretty standard moves, you know.

Come on, let's go to my house.

Well then.

Nice dress. - Kimono. But thanks.

You have to buy me a drink. Or I'm not allowed to talk to you.

Take a seat.

What are you doing?

I thought you'd want something stronger than this kiddie champagne.

There's no fooling you, is there? - No.

I run a club now. Making sure people buy drinks doesn't work if you're wasted.

OK, one little sip.

Come here.

Delicious. - I know.

Oh, that's my call. See you later.

How old was I? 23 or so. I thought, if I don't do it now, I'll never do it.

I was just so scared that I'd have the same life as my parents.

Were you really in love? - Oh yes, to the moon and back.

How long since you broke up? - Two years.

Yeah, sorry, about what happened.

It doesn't matter.

And now?

Well, come on.

It's been a while since I undressed for a woman.

You're a stripper, aren't you?

Yeah, that's true.

I can't believe that people have these things in their garden.

You still think everything's great here, don't you.

I didn't know.

What? I told you I work as a dancer, didn't I?

Yes, but I thought... Anyway, it doesn't matter.

What? You're not going to tell me you can't deal with me stripping?

Why do you do it? - For the same reason as you.

Money. - Because I like it. Don't you?

Or are you jealous?

Of course I'm not.

OK.

I'll see you later.

I also lived in a shack, once.

Huh, a shack?

I'm sorry, but this is a full-blown trailer. OK?

With a shower and a kitchen and all. - Oh, so sorry.

Your trailer is fabulous. - Yes, I would say so.

I think it's great, a bit of camping. - Yeah, I also thought it was cool.

When Gijs came to stay over and we kind of camped out there.

So why did you leave your shack?

For romance.

I thought I'd found someone I wanted to grow old with.

Yeah, I thought so too.

Really? who?

The guy who got you pregnant, or the one who brought you to Miami?

Oh, what does it matter? That was before and we live for now.

Or are you still involved with the one you left the shack for?

All day long.

Except when I'm with you.

I've learned that I should never give anyone false hope. No one.

Including myself.

Some Buddhists say that 'hope' is a swear word.

Seriously?

If you have hope, it can only disappoint you.

Well, let's not even start with that then.

You fuck like a teenager.

That sounds really dirty. - No, man.

No, just the enthusiasm of someone who is still up for it.

Is that right? So how old are you when you're no longer up for it?

That was a rhetorical question. Coffee?

You never cease to amaze me.

This suits you better. - Than what?

Than that guy's house. - Yeah, funny.

You know what? I always feel like a kind of chameleon.

When I'm there, it suits me. When I'm here, this suits me.

Are you her cleaner?

No, she used to be a dancer. A pole dancer.

When Mr. Miami dumped me, she took me in.

Sam? - You have to get to the airport.

The airport? - Gijs is on the plane.

He sent me a text, but I was working so I didn't see it.

He just got on a plane to see you.

Why? - How should I know?

He lands in half an hour. You've got to go get him.

This is just what I need right now. - Well you should have picked up.

Bas, have you got the keys? - I must have called you 100 times.

Keys. Now. Sam, I'll call you from the airport, OK?

Thijs has taken the truck to get chairs for the very important Jorrit Club.

The kid's going to be all on his own at the airport.

Pretty girls.

So, you thought, know what? I'll just fly off to see my father.

I'm really not learning a thing at school, you know?

And without me, my father only gets himself into trouble.

Hey, how old are you? - Thirteen.

But people always think I'm about fifteen.

Has he tried to get into your pants yet?

What? - Well, are you going to be my new Mom?

No. - You sure?

No. - What an idiot.

Hey. What do you think?

Well, we learned about ruins in history. This fits the picture.

But how? You're only thirteen.

It's not that difficult.

I have my own passport and I could pay for everything with Mom's credit card.

I'd recommend it to any kid.

Five out often for Dutch. - Yeah. It's Rik de Ket's fault.

While he was tutoring me, he kept showing me video clips of strippers.

Telling me that's your job. - English, four out often.

Yeah, no idea how.

It's fine when I'm gaming. - Yeah, we know that.

And a three for math? I thought you'd done extra work on that?

I did.

Has your Mom seen this?

Well, I think it's better that she doesn't.

Dad, I think I've a sort of middle school burn-out.

I'm suffering under Mom's high expectations. It stresses me out, Dad.

I just need some rest, love and lots of fun. Do you get me?

And that's why I came to you. You're always so chilled out.

OK.

It'll all work out.

I'm going to make you proud, son.

If you need me, I'm here for you. - What for?

As a stripper.

Yeah right. Get lost, you, with your little spaghetti arms.

I've come up with a new act.

The ladies will think it's fabulous tonight. All 23 of them.

23? - Yes, and tomorrow 63 maybe.

And what are we going to do the day after that?

Angie says that the big clubs have a different act every night.

So not your face on the stage every night.

Have you thought about that?

No. - Didn't you want a roaring success?

Then you've got half a day to make it work.

Dad? What's going on with you and Bas?

Nothing. We just don't agree with one another at the moment.

Yeah, great. Just like when you and Mom don't agree on something.

Look, I don't know what's going on, but you've got a grand opening.

Fix it.

It's difficult between guys.

Well, just do your best.

Or do you want Bas to go bankrupt before you've even started?

If you're broke, then there's nothing left but hope.

Where did you learn to talk like that?

From the rapper, Lil' Kleine.

Bas.

I have to tell you that Dad is really sorry about... about everything.

About the whole situation. You know?

Look, the guy's good for nothing. That's why everything's so messed up.

He's a bad father. Believe me, I know all about that.

He's a bad friend. And you know all about that, right?

And apart from that he's... - A lousy bricklayer.

And a shitty left back. - Hey, left wing.

There you go. - And a really bad lover.

What? Who said that?

Oh, Mom, Katja. - My ex.

The moms from the schoolyard.

But the fact that he's a bad friend, that's what he most regrets.

And that's why he'd like to say sorry. Right, Dad?

Go ahead.

Sorry.

OK.

No hard feelings. - Yo.

Dad, do you have any idea how popular she is?

Her? - Yes.

Guys, half an hour before we start.

Man, seriously? - It's nice, right?

You're OK just as you are. - Really?

Well, I don't know. It's what my mother always says.

It seems to apply to you.

You know what? I like you.

Are they all coming for us? - For sure.

You really don't have to be nervous.

The first time I stripped I also found it scary, but you get over it.

Come on, you guys have to get changed. And you certainly do.

Come on, man. They're going crazy in there. Really.

Didn't they have that in my size? - Bas, seriously?

No, man, it's fine. I'll be behind the bar if you need me. Go get 'em.

Go for it. - So, go on then, Tarzan.

So, am I so strong or is that wall so weak?

I dodged your sword and that pillar...

I'm coming, darling. It'll be fine.

Everything will be fine. Off you go.

Hello, ma'am. - Hello, sir.

I've come to offer you a lap dance. - Oh?

And what am I allowed to touch, and whatnot?

You can touch everything.

Hey, you're attractive, and hot, but three times in a row...

...is against my rules.

Yo. Do we get paid tonight?

Gijs? - Yeah?

You're going with Bas today. OK? - But what are your plans?

Going to Lola's.

We're just friends, nothing serious.

Come on man, you're kidding.

I'm not seven anymore, you know? I know what's going on.

She is so nice. She's like a hot air balloon.

She lifts me up and I see things that I've never seen before.

That's a bit gay.

I don't know what to say. I...

I shouldn't have lied. - No.

I'm not a stripper.

No.

I'm talking about the construction of this place.

I thought you were a professional?

I didn't have the crew.

So you could have called me.

Well, you're... you're... - What am I? I'm a woman?

Yes. - I'm also good with my hands.

Oh, really? - Really.

Well, cut that plank to 24.3 then. - OK.

Good job. - Thanks.

We're going to take it further. We're going to lap dance.

How do you do that?

Just copy me. You're going to like it.

Isn't that a bit too intimate?

Have you got to answer to anyone?

No.

The place was packed, and you're balking about a few bucks.

I know, but I need to juggle my money.

Sweet talk doesn't pay the bills.

Just hang on. You'll get cash in hand by the end of the week.

I need it now, Bas. - Me too. I'm flat broke.

That's not surprising.

Thijs, your girl is too expensive. And a new outfit a day doesn't help either.

Let me guess. You've already paid him?

I thought as much.

Everyone in Miami is talking about us.

And if you just pay us the same as that guy...

Us? It seems to me that vlogger was only talking about me.

I didn't hear her mention your name.

Pack your shit, Boris. We're out of here.

Come on. Hey, guys, you aren't going to ditch your friends...

...just because you can earn ten bucks more some place else.

A bit more than ten bucks. - Sorry, Bas.

Are you really going to do this? Seriously?

So that gold digger is behind this. I thought so.

Say something like that again about my girl and I'll knock your teeth out.

What are you going to do, man?

What do you think I'm going to do?

Skinny dipping.

Sorry? - Are you coming? We're back on.

So I saw yesterday.

You know me, right? Never three times in a row. That's the rule.

Yes, of course. - You can also work it to your advantage.

Come on.

Does he pay everything for you? And is that why you do as he says?

Are you his plaything?

I don't belong to anyone, and no-one belongs to me.

So that's what you want for the rest of your life?

Just look around you. Isn't this beautiful?

Were you always this tough?

That you didn't want to go for just one person?

I just don't believe in fairy tales.

But you feel things, don't you?

YES.

I have feelings for you.

We also have a great time together.

No, I can't give you what you're looking for. Sorry.

This is cool.

Dad, are you going to buy it?

Hey, creep. - Dad.

Go away.

We're here now. Let's go do something fun.

Dad.

What do you think you're doing?

We care about each other, don't we? - Is that right? So what?

What will you give me? - What do you want?

I thought I made it very clear to you.

Three boyfriends. No romantic crap.

And absolutely no complicated shit with the other boyfriends.

So what we have means nothing to you?

That's not what I'm saying.

I can't do this, Lola.

I want you, all or nothing.

Do I have to spell it out for you in neon lights?

I'm not going to live in a house with a white picket fence...

...and cook your cauliflower and iron your shirts.

Goodbye, Jon“.

I don't even like cauliflower.

What did you actually succeed in these last years?

You tell me that everything I do, I have to do it well.

But you mess up your club, you mess it up with Mom, with Katja, with Lola.

What do you want, man?

You've got to be kidding.

That was all our money.

Sucker. - Your money too.

Don't you have a club to build?

I could ask you the same thing. You haven't been much help, have you?

What's this about?

Dad had an argument with some guy.

That guy is seriously angry because he wants his money. Today.

We had a month to pay. - That's not what it says here.

How did you get that guy so angry?

Dad, why didn't he want you to go out with Lola?

Just a minute. So here I am working my ass off...

...while you and your dick are screwing everything up?

Get over yourself.

$4000. - How can we earn that much so quickly?

Just do your best. - Are you running away again?

Dad.

You can't give up just like that. - Give up? Everyone runs away.

So you're just running away again? - No, I'm going back to where I ran from.

You'll have to wear sweaters again in the Netherlands.

So? - They're itchy.

Your mom also wants you back home.

Dad, you know what you always say? That you shouldn't change the subject.

So you want to have a good chat about itchy sweaters?

Come on, Dad. Don't be so immature.

Do you really want me to stay here?

I want you to give it a go.

Otherwise you'll be one of those dads that's always angry...

...because he was too afraid to try anywhere else.

Gijs, what's this?

You need to up your game, Bas.

You need to offer people things they can put on Instagram.

An experience so that they can show that they are living the lite.

Other people see that, they get jealous and they come too.

You little influencer. So what do they get?

A front row seat and a nice bottle of champagne.

Here. - Good job, tiger.

Jorrit?

Sorry, man. - Can we still join in?

| should be the one apologizing.

Yeah...

For me?

Dad, with those VIP tickets, we're $1600 above break-even point.

Wow. Well worked out, kid. | can feel a six out of ten coming on.

| also feel I need to try my best at school.

Really? - Yeah, because this is no way to live.

Nothing against you, of course.

Oh, God.

OK, boyfriend number one is gone.

But where's boyfriend number two then if I'm number three?

You are number one and that's enough.

For now.