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Oh, a gun. - I don't want weapons in my house.

So, I put it in the safe. I should have told you.

But you could have told me you brought a gun home.

How long must I wait?

What now? - Now, we're screwed.

Could you please stay for a little while?

Well, well, Dicky. Dude.

Knock it off.

Bastard.

Just keep breathing. Ma'am, can you hear me?

Stay awake.

Gunshot wound close to the heart. - Blood pressure 40/70.

Press on the wound.

Sir? Sir, wait here.

If you call your family, I'm leaving. With the kids.

Mr. Hartog?

I'm afraid I have bad news.

Your wife has just a few more hours to live, at most.

You need to say goodbye.

Mr. Hartog?

Do you understand what I'm saying?

May I see her?

Hey. - Hey.

You need... You need to get the grill going.

My parents... will be here soon. So will Sjon.

I will.

I'm not doing well, am I? No, I'm not.

I'm sorry.

No. - I...

Hey.

Hey. Am I dying? - No. No, you're not dying. No.

I didn't do very well.

I didn't do very well. - Yes, you did.

They love you, you hear? And I do, too. So much. Okay?

So sweet of you... to lie.

You've got to get out of here.

With the children. You've got to get out of here.

Promise me.

Or else they'll kill you.

The Neighbors Season 2

How many suitcases do you have? - Just one bag.

Great.

Lilly's car isn't exactly a minivan.

Lilly Hoogstraten residence.

Speaking.

What?

Yes... Yes, of course.

I'm afraid we won't be going.

I didn't mean to. It was an accident. - I understand that.

I just wanted to stop them. The scum.

Suddenly, there they were. Aziz said I shouldn't call the police, so...

As soon as a lawyer has been appointed to you, I'll be back.

Do I have to stay here? Hey...

You can ask Carl. Carl Dijkma.

Hey.

I thought you were leaving today. - We're not going.

Again? Why not?

Are you bummed? - Yeah.

But it's also nice. Now we can play soccer.

Fucking Dicky. The bastard.

No, no, no, Melissa. This should never have happened.

It's all Dicky's fault.

Did that dog just leave you here? Next time, I'll shoot his head off.

What a fucking mess.

Hey. What?

No. - Do you know where Max is?

If you see Max, don't tell him a thing. - I don't know where he is.

I want to tell him myself. Get Roos dressed, quickly, could you?

Get Roos... Yes. - We have to go.

Got it. - I'm on my way.

Alright.

What's wrong? - I need to take care of Roos.

You have to help me. - Sorry?

They found us. I'm not safe anymore.

I have to get out of here. I need to pick up the kids and...

Where do I go? - Where's your wife?

Shot. - Shot? By whom?

Whom do you think?

Jesus, Melissa.

This wasn't...

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault. It's Dicky's fault.

How did they find you? - I don't know.

She called... - I said...

She's dying.

You're going to help me. I want new names, a new place, just like last time. Pronto.

What? - We can't. It's too hard.

What do you mean we can't?

What do you mean we can't?

If she took up contact with her family, our assistance ends here.

Even if I'd like to help.

The rules have always been clear: You play along, or we pull out.

Oh yeah? So, what now?

Where do I go? - I don't know.

You don't know?

Do you know where my parents are? I just got home, and no one's there.

And I can't get ahold of them. - They'll be here soon.

I really wanted to play soccer a bit longer. - Go ahead.

If someone comes for you, I'll tell them you're out on the soccer field. Go on.

Right. I'm here for Ms. Hoogstraten. - Cell Block B.

Hello. I'm Carl Dijkma, Lilly Hoogstraten's friend.

Lilly wouldn't hurt a fly. This must be a big misunderstanding.

Ella Staring. We just heard that the victim of the shooting has died.

Lilly doesn't kill people.

There are witnesses who testify that your friend had a gun and fired.

I'm afraid that she'll have to stay here for now.

But first, I'll go hear what she has to say.

I'll do my best. - But... Tell her I'm waiting here. Carl.

Hello. Ella Staring. I'm the lawyer assigned to your case.

Lilly Hoogstraten.

Well then.

Tell me about it.

Steef, I'm very sorry, man.

Fuck.

Isn't it about time you explained a thing or two?

Yeah, it's about time.

You know, Pete...

It's a wonder I woke up.

There was someone by my bed.

An angry man.

I don't know for sure, but I think it was God.

Don't think that I'm crazy or confused.

But it was something divine.

And even though I didn't feel that right then, when I came home,

a very sweet baby was pressed into my arms. Sweet little Roos.

Her mother had left her with Max. A boy of barely twelve.

He had no idea what to do. She was crying.

If I hadn't been there just then...

If I hadn't woken up...

And suddenly, I remembered why I exist.

And her mother is a sweetheart, but she's just not a real mom.

She has a father, right? - Yes, she does.

Here he comes.

Peter, it would be best if you went upstairs.

Upstairs? - Please.

Eva. - Oh, Lex.

Lex, it's all so terrible.

We've got to get out of here. Right now.

We? - Me and the kids.

Why? Where?

What about me?

Eva, that...

Does this have something to do with your past?

Steffi told me some things. - Be quiet, dammit. Be quiet.

They're going to kill me, Eva. - Here, give her to me.

Go. Get your stuff and go. - No, I won't leave Roos and Max.

Jesus. I have to tell Max. Where is he? - I don't know. I haven't seen Max.

Dammit. - If what you say is true,

you shouldn't hang around here. You need to go now. Hey, I'll help you.

Max? Max.

Mommy will take care of you. It will all be okay.

I don't think this is such a good idea.

I don't think I should get involved. - In what?

You're not involved. Why would you think that?

Don't leave. I need you. - For what?

For me. For the children.

They're not your children.

Their father is being pursued by criminals. It's not going to end well.

Soon, they won't have anyone left. - Why don't you go with him?

I won't do this again, Eva. - What?

Share you with the neighbor.

Pete.

Pete, no.

Dicky. Dicky, you bastard. Dicky.

Dicky.

Hey.

Well, we... We... We... We do know each other,

but we're not friends. But we are neighbors.

This is all so confusing.

Hello, this is Eva's voicemail.

Leave a message or send a text. Have a nice day. Bye.

Eva, listen.

I'm driving to IJmuiden, to the port.

I'm taking the boat to England, then we'll see.

Bring the children to the locks. Ask Max. It's where we always go to watch boats.

Hello.

Can I help you with something?

Do you know where the people who live here are?

What is this about? - We're contractors.

We were supposed to come see about a greenhouse.

Oh, I see. We're thinking about one, too.

I think Mr. Hartog has an appointment in IJmuiden.

Near the locks.

Does that help?

Yes.

Dammit.

Shit.

Eva speaking. - Well, where are you?

What do you mean? - Don't come here.

Where? - To the locks.

They found me. - But how did they find you?

I have no idea how.

Jesus, Eva. You're the only one who...

Eva?

Dammit. Bitch.

Maybe they forgot to tell you where they were going.

They've never been gone this long. And I called Mom's work,

but they hadn't seen her there all day.

Hi. - Hey.

Do you know where my parents are?

She's forgetful.

I don't actually know who your parents are.

Eva speaking. - Hello. This is the IJmuiden Velsen Police.

I'm calling because we found a phone that had called your number recently.

There's been a fatal accident.

The car registered to Lex Hartog has been hit by a truck.

And... Let's see. You are?

His neighbor.

Ma'am, we'll send a car your way. Please stay at home.

We'll come to you as quickly as we can. - Yes, okay. Alright.

You need to listen carefully, Max.

You know that I love you very much, right? You and Roos.

And that I would never abandon you. You know that, right, Max?

Good.

Well...

Something terrible has happened.

...car crash at the industrial zone in IJmuiden.

The victim was dead on arrival. The police...

Let's go.

Yes, yes. Right.

Dead.

Dead as a doornail.

Jesus. Asshole.

I said it. I knew right away. We should never have taken this family on.

Tragic for those kids.

Will you inform Child Services?

I think it would be best if they weren't placed with their family.

They'd just grow up bound for the gallows.

Let's hope they find a nice family for them. A stable family.

A relationship? Yes, that's it.

And a wonder. It's that, too.

It's as though it was all meant to be.

The ideal neighborhood.

I never knew I could be so happy.

And Eva is a natural with those kids.

We're a family.

So, do I hold anything against you?

No.

Although I do think...

Imagine if you had gone looking for Sjors sooner.

Then I might never have gone to Eva.

I might never have seen Eva again.

I might have been with someone else.

I might have been happy, but not like I am with Eva.

Eva and I belong together.

Together, we can do anything.

Welcome to this sad gathering.

We are gathered here today to say goodbye to Lex and Steffi Hartog.

Those children need us so much. We're talking to Child Services.

They can see that we're good for the kids.

Warm. Stable.

Theoretically, there's a slim chance that they'll stay with us, but there is a chance.

And I thought, with your support...

If you were to speak to the judge...

Then we might stand a better chance. Right?

You do owe me.

Zonnewijk in Almere Welcome!

Where are my boats? - Boys love soccer, don't they?

Crooked. The left side needs to go up more.

Like that?

I'll go get the rest of the things. - Okay.

Hi, Sem.

Hey, Sem. What do you think?

Who is that? - It's Marco van Basten.

I liked your old room better.

Sem, that's not a nice thing to say.

Well, you play for a bit, and then we'll eat. Okay?

May Sem eat with us? - No.

Another time. Tonight, it's just the four of us, okay?

You're not their mom. - No, you're not. Why would I do as you say?

Because we're taking care of you now, Max. You know it's what your mom wanted.

I bet you killed her, too.

Bitch.

Sem? Sem. - Hey.

Sem, wait.

I'm sorry.

Sorry. I didn't mean to do that.

I... I shouldn't have done that.

But you can't say stuff like that again. - But it's true.

No, it's not.

Eva?

Sem thinks I killed his mother, and Max's, too.

If that's what you think, Sem, then maybe you shouldn't come over.

But Sem is my friend. - That's too bad.

Leave Max alone for a while.

Hi. - Hey.

I brought something for you. I told them. You'll get it later.

I don't smoke. - They're not for you.

They're for your fellow prisoners. Phone credits, smokes.

I can't give you cash, but this is practically the same thing.

Any other tips?

Use your head.

And call me often.

Have you heard from Steef?

He'll probably leave it at that.

He's got kids everywhere.

He won't risk it.

Do you still want me?

Now that I'm in here.

It'll all work out.

Thank you. - Sure.

I love you. - I love you.

Hey, Carl. - Fuck.

Fuck.

Can I hitch a ride?

No. I... Look.

Look what I bought. It's for Lilly. I'm going to...

What? Show me.

The plans have changed.

Drive.

Hey, Dad.

Which chords do you know? - This one... I'll show you.

Hey. Hey, little monkey.

Let me look at you. Hey. Have you been working out? Jeez.

No. - Have you? I can't take you anymore.

Come on, let's go. Come on, come on.

This is Lilly's car. - Yes, we can borrow it. Cool, huh?

Whose is this?

No one's.

Semmy. Hey.

May I wait for five more minutes? - No.

Can you look away?

I'll go.

Hey.

Roos. Hello, Roos. Hello.