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Previously

They're viewing the house again. - Great.

What are we doing here? - It won't make us bourgeois.

We are who we are.

Did he recognize you? - Who?

Not everyone needs a motorbike to make an impression.

Dad? Eve has a child, a daughter.

They don't believe in kids from test tubes.

Do they still think I slept with the donor?

Are you going to catch bad guys? - You bet. Big, fat and dirty bad guys.

You didn't see anything so shut up.

Lieve's kidneys are failing.

NEW NEIGHBORS

Well, what can I say?

Several times, we were about to inform the police but...

You did at a certain point, didn't you?

Why did you call the police? - Someone called Steef...

a murderer.

18 weeks before

Lieve was her name.

And sweet she was.

We hardly got to know her but she deserved her name.

In the short time she was with us we loved her dearly.

Until she stopped breathing. Just like that.

The silence after that must have been the worst moment of your life, Eva.

Now we must do something that we can't.

Say goodbye to our child.

Because she won't start breathing again and her eyes won't open.

She'll never know her name.

But we'll never forget her.

Bye, Lieve.

I want her back.

If there's anything I can do. - Thanks.

They haven't even expressed their condolences, nothing.

They will.

My condolences.

Thank you. - I'll pray for you.

Beautifully spoken. It's awful that you have to go through this.

I wish you strength.

Eva...

We'll pray. God will watch over you.

I'd rather have seen that God didn't let this happen.

You know that a child is a gift that a man and woman in matrimony...

may receive from Him.

It's not up to mankind to mess with donors and artificial insemination.

It's all right for animals but in people, it horrifies Him.

It's a sign. Please, Eva, think.

How do you think I feel, mom?

If God disapproves, why did he let Lieve be born?

Why did he let her live for a while?

He did it so that you two would learn a lesson.

How dare you?

I don't want a child from a God like that.

And I'm sick and tired of your Bible bullshit.

Go away. Get the hell out of here.

Dad? - Sem, stop it.

Stop it.

Dad? - What do you think of this?

It's Hetty's idea. The therapist who comes to work out.

I'll show you once, look. A loop, another loop and tighten it up.

Now you. - Or is it too aggressive?

So people won't come for yoga? - I think it's a hit, honey.

And I think we should celebrate it outrageously, tonight.

Done. - Yes, give me a box, dude.

Awesome, man.

Isn't that the dude we saw the other day? In the pill hangar...

that had just been cleared. - Wasn't he called Ricky?

Ricky, it's the end of the line for you.

Gross, man.

That's what you get from snorting.

Don't hold me to it but it looks like he was stabbed seven times.

He should have talked to us. He'd be in jail but he'd be alive.

What's with the pills? - What pills?

I don't know about any pills.

I'm alright.

Look.

She has had the baby. See?

Last time, she had a huge belly.

What would it be? I guess it's a boy. - See you later and do your best.

Do you like it?

Did we buy those with the money from my parents?

Eva.

No, don't. Come here. - I don't want them.

I don't anything of theirs. - Then we'll pay them back.

Eve, help me out here. Do you like this one?

No. - The wrong color?

What color would you like? - Black.

This isn't a raid, is it?

No, this isn't a raid. You'd have called me.

No, I'm stuck with a dead body.

Really? Isn't that your job?

What a fucking job you have. - Perhaps you can help me out?

He doesn't look too good.

Junkie? - You knew him, he stole from you.

Who doesn't? Am I supposed to stab them all to death?

How do you know? That he was stabbed to death.

You asshole. - He'd sell his own mother for pills.

We interrogated him for 3 hours. He kept quiet and you stab him?

I have no idea what you mean.

I'm not giving you anything, anymore.

Where will you get your money from?

Lieve 7.7 lbs - 48 cm

The door was open, so I thought...

I'm Rebecca, I live across the road.

Can I do anything to help?

We buried her yesterday. - No, how awful.

She was born prematurely. - That's terrible.

This is Rebecca, she's a neighbor.

Hello. - I just heard about your child.

It was a girl, Lieve was her name.

My condolences.

And you're moving too. Is there anything I can do to help?

We wouldn't want to bother you. - Get out of here.

I know a psychologist called Hetty. - We want to wait a bit, first.

Of course, you don't have to do it now. It was just an idea.

Do you have children? - Yes, just one, Sem.

I'd have liked more but that's a long story. At least, I have one.

If there is anything I can do, anything at all, just let me know.

We're neighbors, after all.

This is my number. - Thanks.

Take care.

You too.

How are you?

Is that all?

If I don't get to see him now... - Then what?

Daddy.

Come here. Are you coming with me?

Come on, let's go and have some fun.

Tell me what to do.

Let me talk to Eva, first.

Peter, what happened at the funeral...

between Eva and her parents.

I think Sanne and I might be able help.

I mean, if Eva wants to make up with them, then...

it's possible, I think. - I'll tell her.

It's all so terrible. I mean...

it will be all right. It's a cool house, a cool neighborhood.

And there are... - Lots of cool people here?

Do you listen to music, Martijn? - Yes, in the car.

But that's all.

Here, I always play this when I want to get away from it all.

I think it's your taste.

Dig it?

There you are.

She lived for a few days. But then...

It's also my child in a way. Despite me making a minimal contribution.

How is your boyfriend taking it?

You've moved, haven't you?

Look.

It's a bit, it didn't quite fit through the letterbox.

If you like, we can do it again.

Whenever you want, and in any way you'd like.

With tubes or naturally, it's all possible. Do you understand?

You were so happy.

You almost made it. - I've got to go.

I keep having to think of it. - Yes, it's awful.

What a nightmare. - What's the matter?

Nothing, you just eat your dinner. Put the car down, come on.

We should invite them over. - Yes, let's do that.

Who? - A new lady in the area.

She had a baby, but it died after a few days.

That's sad. What happened? - The baby wasn't very well.

Beccie, don't. - Don't cry, mom. I'm not dead.

No, darling. - Good.

No, everything is fine.

Other news: There was a liquidation in the criminal circuit.

Steef, I was thinking. Shouldn't we do something fun together?

The lifeless man was found in broad daylight.

I mean, life seems to fly by.

I want to enjoy it with you. I was thinking...

Shouldn't we pimp our profiles a bit?

You always say the right thing at the right time.

Perhaps seeing Hetty is a good idea. - Fuck Hetty.

We could try it.

I'm really doing my best but today I'm having a bad day.

I don't think anything is a good idea. Do you hear?

And I might have another day like this, tomorrow.

We have to take the next step. - Will it bring my child back?

No. - There we are.

It's my child, too.

At least, according to the registry it is.

Are you deaf? I'm not ready for the next step, yet.

I'm up to my neck in the old one. I can't do this.

What can't you do? - See Hetty or move to that area.

We don't have a choice. We've cancelled the lease.

We've signed for the new house. We're stuck.

Eve, I love you and I don't want to see you break down.

Don't you sound sensitive, Peter?

I'm going upstairs.

Already? - Yes, I have some work to finish.

Okay, here I come.

Blur my face. - Of course.

Coffee? - Yes.

Yo, check this.

That junkie died of a fucking overdose. The stab wounds were a decoy.

I've requested them to compare it to the raid on the lab.

And? - The load we found was destroyed.

Have you got any of those pills left?

No, dude, I needed the money. You? - Damn.

Hi, Jasper. Watch it. - Hello.

Hello, Rebecca. - We missed you.

Yes, I have injured my knee.

That's a pain. Do you need some exercises?

No, I've seen the physician and it just needs time to rest.

Okay, well, see you later. - See you soon.

Bye, ladies.

Would you like a cup of coffee? - Great.

And?

An awesome little animal.

The chamber holds 17 rounds, twice as much as a Walther P5.

It has a 9 mm parabellum but you had already seen that.

It's on offer.

How about this?

Steef, are you upstairs?

Honey, have you said anything unkind to Jasper?

Who? - You know, from next door.

No, what about him? That he's a dirty old man? I'm sure he knows.

You didn't say anything because he was driving me mad?

Well, it's weird.

He doesn't work out anymore, he's lying about his knee. It bothers me.

He lives in cloud cuckoo land. Just leave it.

Shall we go and help them? - No, I worked all night, I'm exhausted.

And I have to be top fit for tonight.

Try to see it as a new start, new people.

Have mom and dad cursed Lieve?

They're just struggling with it. - They'll have to get used to it.

I'll be a mom, one way or the other. I'm not living here without kids.

I've forgotten the keys.

This one goes with the sound-system.

Hey, neighbor.

Hi, I'm Steef, I'm with Rebecca. At number 18.

Hi, Peter. - Rebecca told me all about it.

What a fucked up situation.

Welcome and my apologies. We can drink from a can, I guess.

Thanks for the plant. - Yes, it's a stinging nettle.

No, just kidding. Shall I take this one? - Sure, it belongs in the kitchen.

Kitchen.

I'm Steef, I'm with Rebecca. You're Eva, aren't you?

I'm helping out.

Where do the broken things go? - Just put it down.

He's a bit of a macho.

Cycling, for instance? No way, not his style.

Steef has a motorbike.

Peter seems different. Or not?

Yes, Peter is a cyclist.

See you next time, bye.

Thanks for your help.

I hope you'll feel at home real soon, despite everything.

And if you want to talk or cry or throw with the dinner service...

We have too much anyway. - You're welcome at number 18.

Cheers. - I'm going to sit down over there.

Well, at least it all fits in. - That's great about moving bigger.

Steef, shall we?

Shall we? - Let's go to the yard.

Let's leave the ladies alone.

It's alright on my days off.

No, thanks. It's not my kind of thing.

It makes me feel like Chris Martin or Kurt Cobain.

It's relaxing, dude. Just like good sex. Go on.

And you're with the DEA?

Hunting down rats. Exterminating vermin.

And you? - Journalist.

Seriously? Awesome. - Music.

Who have you met? Do you know who is sick? Bono.

He's a bit old school but he's still the man, Bono.

I would love to but I've never interviewed him. No.

Thank you. - Do you fancy some music?

It's good for you.

I knew you would. Here we go.

It'll put hair on your chest.

Do you know where the name 10CC comes from?

The average amount of sperm during an ejaculation.

That must make me Billy Ocean.

They seem to be hitting it off.

But in the end, we chose for a donor because of...

Peter's lazy semen. We were getting nowhere.

They give you lists of men but I wanted to hear a voice, see a face.

He was in the newspaper. Good background, kind, intelligent, healthy.

Instant success, but with a test tube.

I felt so special when I was pregnant. My belly kept growing.

You'll succeed one day. You have to believe me.

Otherwise we'll arrange some of Steef's, he has more than enough.

Go and see Hetty or work out with me. It'll stop you thinking too much.

I'm not going to get rid of you, am I?

It will all work out.

Perhaps Hetty is a good idea, after all.

Thank you for being so kind and patient.

Rebecca cleared away all the clothes.

Steef helped me relax.

I'm all right.

I'm just going to the office. - This late?

Or not?

Go on. What could happen with the police living across the road?

Steef, don't take too long.

Oh, my God.

Hello, come in.

How are you doing?

Pretty good.

Seven out of ten. - That's good.

I'm going to sleep.

Next time in The Neighbors: Have you considered adopting?

Not yet. - We should invite them.

And give them a good time. - Good idea, Beccie.

If you think I'm behind that junkie's death...

We're swingers. - What?

So you want to swing? - This is just for fun, right?

Very much for the fun.