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Ronnie. - Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie...

Ron, you need to start it.

He'll never make it.

Ronnie is a good guy Ronnie is a good guy

Ronnie is a real good guy

but he's not the prettiest

Well, that's one more that's going on your bill.

Too bad.

If we all start smashing glasses...

Ronnie.

Yo, Ronnie. You can do it.

Ron, you were born for this.

Ron, let's go. Are you sleeping or what?

Ron, you're the best racing driver...

The choke. Did you have the choke on?

Ron.

Use the choke.

Yes, there we go. Ron can do it.

Ron, you can do it, buddy.

Ron. - Ron.

Ronnie Goossens, I love you man. Come on, dude.

Ron, a boat, a boat.

Yo. Ron. Boat. - He's coming.

You've got this. Come on. - He's afraid.

Go now.

Here he comes. - Ronnie.

Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin...

Jim Morrison, Amy Winehouse...

Kurt Cobain...

all died at the age of 27.

This is Ron. He's long past the age of 27.

But in seven weeks' time, he will die.

This is the story of Ron Goossens.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

Ronnie Goossens.

Shitfaced.

A good breakfast lays the foundation for the day. This goes for Ron too.

Fuck.

Sitting down next to me is mega-star Bo Maerten.

She is the first Dutch actress ever to win the award for Best Actress.

It's all going very fast. - Right, I didn't see this coming.

Are you able to enjoy the moment?

Do you still find me pretty?

What?

Do you still find me pretty?

...you managed to get the lead in Martin Koolhoven's new film.

Where are you going?

Ron, can we take a selfie?

Normally speaking, time moves slowly in the town of Zundert.

Even he can't know that today is the day his life will take a turn.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

Peerke, I'll have a Submarine.

One Submarine coming up for the gentleman.

Hot chick, that Bo Maerten.

Oh, I don't know.

She looked hotter in that film, what's it called?

Timbuktu.

She was 15 when she made that.

You okay over there?

He's still shitfaced, I guess.

Mad as a box of frogs.

You don't remember a thing, do you, Ronnie?

You couldn't pay the tab last night.

So dad decided to ban you from the bar.

Pay with your sorry ass or get lost.

Or you had to jump the canal. Don't you remember?

Pete.

Oh, sorry. Fuck.

Anyway, I put it on YouTube.

Now all of Zundert is talking about it. You're a hero.

Sure, but not like your dad. Good old Nees.

52 Submarines.

52, goddammit. And straight back on the truck.

No one noticed a thing. Nothing at all.

Always a barrel of laughs.

The two of us knocked some back. My God.

You got pretty close, yesterday.

Goddammit. Fuck.

Hey, Jolanda. Want a beer followed by a fuck?

What? You don't like beer?

Goddammit. Fucking barrel. Fuck it.

Jolanda. Do it safe, okay?

There's no telling what he brought back from Africa.

Africa, he says.

A Submarine for the gentleman. This one's on me.

You can give them away once you're in charge.

Mr 102 views in one night.

Views?

RON GOOSSENS IS SHITFACED

There's a new craze and it started in our own Zundert.

Ronnie Goossens. - He lives around the corner.

Ron Goossens. - Zundert.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

I'm like, totally shitfaced. - I'm like, totally shitfaced.

Ron Goossens is everywhere. Biggest Dutch hit since New Kids.

I'm like, totally shitfaced. - Ron Goossens.

That's a huge fireball. - Bam.

Do you already know Ron Goossens?

The neighbor's kid showed it to me on YouTube. Awesome.

All clips featuring Ron: five butts.

Shitfaced!

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

I'M LIKE, TOTALLY SHITFACED

Martin, do you take Anja to be your lawfully wedded wife?

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

Shitfaced, shitfaced, shitfaced...

I'm pretty sure that's him. Ron Goossens.

Come on. Hey, Ron. Ron Goossens.

My man. How are you?

Just look at the camera and say it one more time: I'm like, totally shitfaced.

For your fans, come on, help us out.

I'm doing an interview. What's this? - Just give me a sec.

Ron, I thoroughly enjoyed your stunt work. - I'm like, totally shitfaced.

You probably know times are hard in the Dutch film industry.

Budgets cut, subsidies ended. And the biggest blows are dealt...

to stunts and effects. - Come on, Ron.

So when I saw you, I said: Christ on a bike, this guy is great.

No safety measures, just go.

Don't be shy. Straight into the lens, one more time:

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

Exactly what the Dutch film industry needs right now. Guys like you.

Don't be like that, play along.

I'm going to represent you as a stunt man.

Hey, shitfaced.

Low-budget stunt man.

Don't need a job.

Well, if you should change your mind, my name is Berrie.

My number is on there. Call me, day or night.

There you go. Great talking to you.

Why are you suddenly so quiet? Don't be shy, just one more time.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

Angela. They want me to become a movie star...

I'm coming.

Look.

Peerkes Drink & Drive.

The first drive-in bar. With one of those windows.

No need to get out, you can just drink in the car.

I'M LIKE, TOTALLY SHITFACED

You have to seize the hype.

Ron, my b0Y---

Once the books are clone and I've signed, you'll always drink for free.

Hey, Jan.

Hans, how's tricks? Some weather, right? - Yes, not too bad.

Had a good time, did you?

He was only just fucking my wife. - No way.

Faggot

That's not what Angela said.

Just because she messed around with some dipshit...

That's not really...

But there are worse things.

Hey,Ron?

I'm not really sure that it was actually the first time. This one.

You see, at one point, I also...

well, dipped it in there.

I'm sorry.

We did some banging too, Ron.

I sprayed the base with a nice primer, so that just leaves the varnish.

But not you, right?

No, of course not.

I have.

Came on her tits and everything. Jack Nicholson lapped it up and all.

Jackie.

Who's a lovely boy?

That dirty whore.

I don't want to lose you.

We had it good, right? We've been through so much.

It's just boring.

We can work on that, can't we? - We've been trying for ages.

All those toys from the KamaSutrA Festival.

I use them more on my own than with you.

What do I want with a strap-on? - At the sex club you just sat at the bar.

But that was 'all you can drink'. And the buffet was amazing.

I was doing all the heavy lifting and you were just watching.

Just promise you won't fuck anyone else. They're all friends of mine.

I can't do that. - We were going to try for a baby.

I just don't know anymore.

What don't you know?

Well, everything.

If it stays this boring, I'm out.

What do you think of her?

She's pretty, I guess.

You know what?

If you can get Bo Maerten in the sack, I'll stay with you.

What kind of bullshit...

You can come back after you've succeeded.

Angela.

BERRY BOLWERK TALENT AGENT

Hi, Ron. Nice to meet you.

Berrie said you'd drop by. He's out back, with Dennie.

Who?

Those curls, the black hair. If only I had it. Never change it.

But your voice really deserves a great hit.

I don't know, Berrie. I don't really do covers.

But if I have to, why not Marco Borsato? - You'll be a hit with Push it to the limit.

Hey, Ron. How are you?

Hey, I have a total shit face.

Right, so I'll give you a call later. - Okay. Thanks, Berrie. Swell.

TschUss. - Bis gleich.

Have a seat.

We bought them all back at the time. Our own singles.

You know, that thing you offered...

Right.

I'll do it. On one condition.

I want to be in a movie with Bo Maerten.

Well, that would be great, but I can't guarantee that.

Ron'?

Ron.

There we go. Drink.

We'll find a way. The Martin Koolhoven movie isn't gonna work.

That's financially and artistically wrapped up.

There you go.

Contract.

Pen.

Just sign it and read it at home.

It has to be off the books.

Welfare.

We run a creative business, Ron.

Ron, the stunt man.

Alright, go fuck her.

Nice ride, don't you think?

I've overhauled the entire engine.

The only problem is, there's a tape stuck in the tape deck.

That way. Hey.

Stop. Goddammit, stop.

Hey guys, welcome. Exciting, right?

Yes, sorry. Sure.

Looks good, right?

Makes you look professional and great advertising for me.

Thanks, Pete. - Welcome, Mr Goossens.

Please follow me.

I'm the First AD. I'll take you to Mr Maas.

Excuse me, Dick. Can I have a bandage?

It's not bleeding, it's more of scratch, but...

Sure, you can have a bandage. Do you need a dick with it to suck on?

Sorry, Mr Maas, this is Ron Goossens, our stunt man for today.

Great CV. Pirates of the Caribbean, The Matrix.

Ron did them all, Dick.

Great promo on the internet. Very realistic.

Mad Max, Star Wars, Harry Potter, he did them all.

Harry Potter? Which one?

Just let me think... Number nine.

There are only seven.

Eight, if you count Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows as two.

In that case, it was number seven, The Two Towers.

Where's Bo Maerten?

Her call is in an hour.

Her call... She'll be here in an hour. Please follow me into make-up.

It takes a lot of work, doesn't it?

Look, Fem SomogL. SomogyL.

So were they successful, those F/odder films?

Over four million tickets sold. More than New Kids.

Four million?

That's a lot, man.

Why am I always cop number 4?

Or fucking, fucking, fucking gym trainer 2?

Always the shitty little parts.

Goddammit.

Goddammit. Seriously.

Stupid dick.

Goddammit.

80 euros, fuck.

How are you going to do it? - You know.

What do you mean? - I don't know. Same as always.

Well, you've never actually really seduced anyone, have you?

Aids.

Bullshit. Angela.

Angela doesn't count. She did it with everyone.

Bo, over here.

Be professional. We had a deal.

Over here. - Get in.

I said no.

We're done.

That's a super-hot babe.

You'll never get in there.

That Bo? She's incredibly difficult.

Holy fuck.

We're ready for a run-through. Dick is on his way.

Bo...

Ron. Ron Goossens.

You smell of booze.

What do you say we go see a movie sometime?

I'd rather you didn't speak to me.

Is this okay?

Sure.

Attention, we're shooting. - Bo?

Camera. - Bo.

Sound?

You haven't answered me.

Quiet on the set.

Straight Outta Alphen, 237 take 1.

Fuck off.

Action.

Grandma, take cover.

Missed it.

Got it.

Okay, that's a wrap. Half hour for lunch.

Are you okay?

Just sit for a bit.

No need. It's nothing.

The good news is that Bo is in just about every movie in production this summer.

Hello, gorgeous.

Don't.

Ron, you've known from an early age that deep down, you're very different.

But you're trapped in this body.

Combine that with a phobia for cardboard.

Through the window. Will do.

Bokito's Revenge, skate 16, take 1.

And action.

No, no.

Jesus Christ.

Bokito's Revenge, slate 16, take 3. - Action.

Thanks Ron, that's the one.

I'm sorry, but you really have to get this looked at.

Chocolates. With sherry. - I don't drink.

You're really hot.

We could just watch a DVD at your place.

Download. - Or a download.

It's all good.

The only thing I still need is your passport.

I got it back home. - No worries.

I'm here to pick up Ron's passport.

Eddy, wasn't he in the car on his own? - Don't ask so many questions.

Eddy is doing this for the money. - He said it would be realistic...

Tygo, just shut the fuck up, you sorry moron.

You're a crowd pleaser, but frankly I can't stand you.

Fuck you, you ginger cunt. - What was that?

No...

Fucking shit movie.

You want a beer?

And a fuck after?

Don't you like beer?

Ron, we'll do the actual stunt afterwards, with the dummy.

For now we just want you to drive up.

Stop in front of the barrier.

Stop in front of the barrier.

Royal Crush, 257, take one.

And action.

Ron. - No worries.

Oh shit, I think he's dead.

We got it.

And cut. Medics to the set, right now.

Hello? Pete.

Pete. - Ron, are you okay?

You seriously need to take better care of yourself.

I'm fine. - Stay there, don't move.

Ron? Ronnie?

No, no, no. Ron.

Stay down. - Ron, I'm coming.

That looked great, buddy.

Ron, why are you limping? - Are you shitfaced?

Ron, you're not looking too good.

You're shitfaced. - Visiting Bo?

Aren't you a stunt man? - Please look at the camera, just once.

Bo'?

Nope, everybody out, you especially.

I just want to say I'm sorry. - Make him leave, Inge.

But I have... - She doesn't drink.

It's specialty beer. Belgian. - Bo doesn't drink any alcohol.

There's Trappist in here and all. That's Tripel.

Mr Goossens, get out right now.

I'm sure you'll like the Blonde, with a high yeast content.

And there's a Kriek.

Or you can try the slightly clouded.

There were six, but...

Now look what you did. Such a waste.

Bo.

I'm sorry. Bo? Bo, I'm sorry.

I understand, but it's only 250 euros, right?

Barrie, we don't pay advances. - I know, but it's just that...

Berrie.

When are you going to pay me?

As soon as possible. But I can't pay until we have a complete recoupment.

First we have to pay the expenses, like paper, tape, paperclips, you know.

All that stuff needs to be done. It'll be taken care of. Don't worry.

Listen.

I just noticed that Bo has a scene with Ron today.

That's right.

Bo no longer works with Ron since the crash.

Really? I guess she'll just have to power through it.

Bo's not feeling well today.

I think it would be best if she didn't shoot for a day.

Can you put the 'Hemeltje' sign up higher?

You're not serious.

Ron, I think it would be best if you went home.

Sorry, guys. These things happen. - You did book Ron for the day.

Extra fireworks to the set, please.

Goddammit.

Bo.

Bo... - Don't look.

Come on, it's time to go.

Yo, cunt face. Fuck off.

Dipshit.

Hey, Bo.

Nice and warm.

You just have a nice sleep.

What? What the fuck?

Waldemar?

What the fuck?

Waldemar...

It's okay.

I've changed the lock.

She has a boyfriend.

Right, Waldemar. Don't you read the tabloids?

Just take me back, Angela.

I'm pregnant.

That's wonder... - I'm getting rid of it.

This whole situation with us is not the best place for a child.

You have two weeks.

Berrie, I need you to get me a stunt with that Waldemar guy.

That's going to be tricky.

He's only just finished The Silence of the Dam.

Hold on.

He'll be at the wrap party tonight.

I'm going to be a dad.

If she doesn't get rid of it.

I'm not so sure I can even do that. Raise a child.

Just trust me. Even the biggest morons have kids.

What's his name...

Ratelband, that motivational speaker. He's got six.

Seven. - Seven.

No way am I giving up the booze. - Of course not.

We've been there for 2O years, man.

In a little while, it'll be just me, on my own. Mega boring.

Your dad's record still stands. You know that, right?

You're right.

Wouldn't you just be better off without her?

Who does that? Threaten to have her child aborted.

I've just let it all slide. With the relationship and everything.

That's no fun for her either.

We just have to spice it up again.

Hey, I know you.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

Like, on YouTube.

Ron Goossens...

I'm sorry, but you're not on the list.

Well...

I'm the stunt man.

Okay.

But this is the wrap party for The Silence of the Dam.

The entire film is little more than an interrogation session.

So there aren't...

any stunts in it.

I know that, but...

We were mainly there for the safety.

Security and all that.

Right.

Okay. I'm sorry, I just can't let you through.

Winston.

We're with him.

Winston.

Shitty party-

Winston Post. We're here.

Are they with you?

Alright, I guess I'll just open it for you.

Waldemar Torenstra. Right.

Summer Heat, shit film. Bride Flight, shit film.

The Happy Housewife, shit film.

44 times he goes 'hey, hey, hey'.

And there's me: fucking cop number four. Fuck it.

Lick it.

He's a Iicker.

It needs to grow. Start calmly.

Waldemar. Waldemar.

Wait.

Wait, wait, wait...

I just wanted to say sorry for that whole mess.

I'd been drinking, and...

You know...

I'm sorry.

Sure, of course.

Not a problem. Shit happens, you know?

No hard feelings.

Fuck off. Right now.

Loser.

What a dipshit.

It's because he doesn't drink.

GHB?

What a shame. Such a waste.

What the fuck, man?

Sorry. - What's your problem?

Fucking stalker.

Well?

What a dipshit, right? - Jesus.

Take it.

There's nothing weird in it.

Thanks, man. But the way I see it, that entire movie...

is all about me.

That's not good.

A questionable video has caused quite a stir on the internet.

We found out that the uploader is someone we all know.

We are live with him in Zundert.

Hello, Ron Goossens.

Hello. - Hi, Ron.

We all know you from your video... - Come watch this.

Tomorrow is the premiere of Royal Crush, your debut as a stunt man.

Today, you claim, if I understand correctly...

that the man in the video is Waldemar Torenstra, Bo Maerten's boyfriend.

Yes. - Let's all have a look.

Jolanda, I can't see. Open the door.

That's it. Waldemar.

What is this? - Not a clue.

Well, I can't tell, Ron.

You can't make a public figure, and a friend of mine, look bad just like that.

Not without any proof. That could be any blond man.

I also have this.

That's not me.

That's pretty clear.

I see it clearly. - I don't remember anything like that.

This can't be fun for Bo.

Embarrassing. Take it off, guys.

Hello? - Ron?

I just wanted to say something.

Bo Maerten, if you're watching...

and you don't have a date for tomorrow, you can just come with me.

What a dipshit. If you go along with that...

What?

In that case, you should stop drinking. We all know her father was an alcoholic.

Yeah, well, that won't be a problem, I'd already stopped anyway.

Can't you see that dick is leading you on?

Piss off. - Go with whomever, but not with him.

Piss off. Get lost.

You're not laying off the booze, are you?

Of course not. Just for a bit.

Can I have a coffee?

Are you going to drink that?

Now just sign and the whole shebang is yours.

What? Are you done?

God in heaven.

Well, Jan, that's what you get with that monkey face.

Monkey face...

Boys. So you won't go thirsty.

To Peerkes Drink & Drive.

Peerkes Drink & Drive.

There's rum in this. - No way.

Not cleaned properly, I guess.

Well, Ron. This is what you've done all this for.

If you can get Bo in the sack tonight, you'll get your wife back.

The moment of truth has arrived.

No pressure, Ron. Kein Druck, Ron.

Hello, Bo. - Hi.

No, later.

Hey man. Tygo. - Yes, I was your stunt double.

This is my girlfriend, Gerda.

Hello.

Want some?

Thanks, I don't drink. I'm completely sober.

Boring- Boring.

Sesame Street, look over here, please.

Stay with me, okay? And smile.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

Shitfaced.

Shitfaced.

Without the internet buffoon.

No, sorry. They only take pictures together.

Ron, do something fun.

I'm just going to...

Ron, are you okay?

I think I'm sobering up.

Can we get some water, please? Thanks.

Have some. It'll help.

Ron? Interview.

RTL Boulevard. How are things with you and Waldemar?

No questions about her private life. - But she's here with Ron.

Right. What was it like having a dad who drank?

What did I just say?

My clad used to drink all clay too. It was always so much fun.

Is he your new boyfriend, Bo? - And we're done. Thanks.

Let's go. - Maybe.

Fuck you. - Security.

Now you know what it feels like, bastard. - I don't remember that night, I swear.

Really, nothing at all. He knew that bitch. He set me up.

Yes... - Yes!

I did absolutely not put any GHB in Waldemar's drink.

What?

What the fuck, dude?

What the fuck?

He's insane. - Calm down. Stop it.

What a dipshit. - Ron, did you drug Waldemar?

Ron, was it GHB?

Ron, did you and Bo have a relationship?

Can you get Bo back, Ron?

Ron, where are you going?

Ron, how will this end?

Make it more raw. Oy, I swear, man. Pete, buddy, old fag.

I'll stick it to you. - That's a stereotype. You're a racist.

That's how you Turkish guys talk, right?

Oliehoek, fuck this. I'm out.

Sure. And you don't know anything about the missing laptops.

Just get lost.

Here, at least take acetaminophen, it's less damaging with alcohol. Ron...

Please don't.

You'll tell me, won't you? If anything is wrong?

I'll be down there, okay?

Ron'?

Sound. - Running.

Camera. - Running.

Twelve Years a Black Pete, skate 127, take one.

And action.

Jandino.

Hey guys, it's the one and only fucking Jandino.

Hey,Dad.

Too bad, it's not Jandino.

You're going to be a granddad.

Well, that's great timing, Ronnie.

Granddad. You must be lying. So you've been having it off?

Granddad. You want a Submarine? To celebrate?

Free drinks down here. Everyone is shitfaced. Great times.

Goddammit.

Come here. Don't you want a Submarine? - No.

Come on here, you're already dead.

Come on here, you're already dead.

Hey, Ron.

He's awake.

Hello, he's awake.

Hey, Ron. Goddammit, dude.

Welcome back, Mr Goossens. Do you know where you are?

Ointment.

You were in a coma for a while, but you're back, fortunately.

How do you feel?

We found high levels of alcohol in your blood.

Once that wears off you'll feel a lot worse. Okay?

You'll be fine.

Here. This is the best medicine.

It's twelve years old. - Get lost, Pete.

Totally done getting shitfaced.

Done with you, too.

Ron... - I'm having a fucking baby.

Ron'?

Ron, where are you going?

Ron, don't leave me alone.

Ron.

I understand...

that I wasn't any use to you.

I was just boozing all the time and...

It's a boy.

The abortion is in two days.

Alcohol gives you guts.

It relaxes your muscles, making you less prone to injury during an accident.

Our Ron. Completely sober.

I'm not getting in a car with that retard. - Just do it.

I'm not a stunt double.

With your fee, you can easily hire one yourself, love.

I have another film after this one.

So what? Just get in the car. Do it.

Bo. Why are you still here? Get in the car.

Whatever.

Hey, what do you want me to do here? - Just jump.

What are we waiting for?

Mark? What are we waiting for?

I don't drink anymore.

I don't need your help.

Could someone please answer?

We've been stopped for an hour. We still need to get 19 shots, dammit.

I'm in starting position. Please cue me two seconds after action. Thanks.

Got it.

Okay, here we go. Sound?

A camera? B camera? C camera?

New Kids 3, 98, take 1.

And action.

Excellent. Cunt.

Did you really stop?

I've ended it.

He'd been cheating for years. Even with that fucking Heleen van Royen.

I've always hated that bitch. A whore for attention.

She never got any attention as a child.

That's why she needs to show her pussy to everyone.

Men are all the same.

I've only had one chick my whole life.

I'm serious. Teenage sweethearts.

You really look great like this, out of New Kids.

Good evening.

I'll have a cola.

Excuse me? - A cola.

And for the lady? - Well, I...

I'll have a...

I'm going to go for a red wine.

Full-bodied? Complex? - Surprise me.

Excellent.

Fuck it. You turned out all right in the end.

One cola.

This is a 2014 Passion�.

This tastes kind of nice.

Thank you.

Great crab.

Mash it up.

That looks gorgeous.

Thank you. Enjoy.

And you.

Mash it up.

You Okay?

I've got nothing.

I did have something.

Are my teeth blue?

Let's have one more drink. Just for fun.

Okay?

Here you go. It'll make you feel better.

You liked me like this, right?

Will you be gentle?

For the baby.

I was going to keep our child anyway.

I didn't do it.

Not for something stupid like that.

I won't jump through hoops just because you're afraid to end it.

I don't want to be with you anymore.

But once he arrives...

I'll be back.

I'm not going to do it like my dad did.

It's not even yours, sucker.

Hey Ron, they're out back.

Coffee? - No, thanks.

No, be honest, come on. Man to man.

Broken Wings, Mr Mister, East 17. - The few people that were there left in tears.

Berrie, you suggested it. I never wanted Broken Wings.

That's not me. - I know. Did you cut your hair?

I had to promise you to keep it as it is. - Times change, is what I say.

Those days are gone.

Ron, what are you doing?

You're fired, piece of shit. - What am I?

Oh, of course I'm fired. As if.

You're under contract. - How about I sing Marco Borsato?

Shut up. You're under contract.

Berrie? If I sing Marco Borsato... - Just shut the fuck up, man.

It doesn't work. Just look at you. We no longer live in 1986.

There's nothing real about you, Dennie. You look like a wet poodle.

I mean, with that shiny, polished head of yours...

It's like you have something uncomfortable up your ass.

I like it, but it's done.

Isn't that your car?

You can keep her.

I'm out of here too.

Scheisse.

Arschloch.

Vie! G/Uck, Ron.

Mr Goossens, to the set, please.

Jimmy Geduld.

Hey, Ron. Who plays the lead?

Only me.

Congrats, man. - Yeah, they had to ask themselves:

who is most like Robert M, the child molester?

Ron'?

I'm sorry, man.

Sorry for... - Peter.

I'm Robert M. - Good for you.

You're not the only one with problems.

As long as I didn't drink as much as you, it was under control.

I used you so I could keep drinking.

I quit that place.

What about the bar?

That's my dad's problem.

That place was no good for me.

And I've lost my biggest client.

I'm following my dream.

I'm going to be a gym teacher.

Guide the girls and all that.

Let's be different from our dads.

Isn't that sweet?

You're a pedophile, remember? Not a fag.

Hey, Ron. I've heard a lot about you.

Is Bo Maerten here? - No, no one knows where she is, so...

We'll be doing Robert's escape.

And there will be police, and cars...

I thought he was arrested.

That's right. But the film has an open ending.

Yeah. Sequel.

Here we go.

All done.

Hey, Winnie.

You look nice.

Thank you.

So do you.

Do you feel like getting some ice cream with me?

I know you no longer drink, but I didn't know it would make you gay.

Something else?

Sure. Maybe.

Child-Like, slate 66, take one.

Can I say 'action'?

And action.

I've stopped living for you

Goodbye to all those years

After all the love we shared

There's nothing left but tears

And now our love is history

And when my heart can be set free

Then my life will belong to me again

I've stopped living for you

There's no need to keep trying

To manipulate

And dominate me

I just can't bear it any more

It's time to even out the score

And to send you out the door

Stop, police!

Fire!

I've stopped living for you

Good morning, ladies and gentleman. And...he's back.

A great comeback for Dennie Christian.

The song that's been number one for the longest time in Dutch history.

This is: I've stopped living for you.

I've stopped living for you

The nights are gone

that I alone

have been waiting for you

You've lied to me brutally

You've screwed me and betrayed me

so you can dry those tears now

I've stopped living for you

Welcome to RTL Boulevard. Bo Maerten goes bad.

We have exclusive footage.

I've pinched a bottle of Malibu. - I'll be right with you.

Guys, not now, please. Come on.

Bonnie Sintclair.

That's how we do it. - Best actress in the world.

I'm like, totally shitfaced.

I've stopped living for you

You've lied to me brutally

You screwed me and betrayed me

so you can dry your tears now

I've stopped living for you

Daddy will make you a nice nightcap.

Nice and strong. Here you go.

Wim, can I have some peanuts?

Peanuts? Sure, here you go.

Oh, and how about you?

A banana for you, I suppose?

Surely you know that's horribly racist?

Come on.

Not all black people are...

So bugger off now

I can't just bear it anymore

And if you want to leave

than that's a blessing to me

You've let me down a bit to often

I've had enough of all your acting

You just have to pack your stuff

No

I've stopped living for you

This is Bo's voicemail. Please leave a message.

Bo, it's Waldemar...

Torenstra.

I'm just calling to tell you...

Well, I have chlamydia. So maybe you'd like to get tested.

I don't think it's contagious, really...

but it's best to be safe.

Right...

Okay?

We'll get together, okay? Bye.

I've stopped living for you

It's over

Yes, it's over

Ha, over

I feel free

It's over, for you

for me

Well, that's the story of the legend Ron Goossens.

What a guy-

I can hear you thinking: You said he died.

That's right.

Oh, shit...

Faggot

And you?

With your handlebar belly.

Shitfaced.

Fun film, right? I'm not really sure whether it was funny or sad.

It's no New Kids , though, that much is clear.

I'm Dennie Christian.

For bookings: info@dennie-christian.de

Some parts were pretty rude.

Robert M? That's pretty far out.

Again, for all parties and celebrations: info@dennie-christian.de.

And for my German friends: F�r all lhre Feiern: dennie-quatschscheisse.