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They are coming.

There they are.

I have to piss.

The biggest misunderstanding in love is, of course, marriage.

Especially when children are involved.

But yeah, you don't know that when you start it.

Then you only see how great fun he is.

Not the mountain of textiles that you will soon be able to fold through.

Or all those stupid fights that drive you apart.

When you just want to feel loved. beloved. And attractive.

With an occasional steaming highlight that you can't walk away from for days.

In reality, of course, your sex life is more like a…

Well... A rather perfunctory form of morning exercise.

But apparently that's no reason not to get married.

Man is and remains a companion animal.

And prefers to share his life with someone else.

Until it runs out.

And that's it now.

Yes. It's just really over.

So? -So yeah, this is it.

Finished.

Last.

There's just nothing more to it. -Would you look at Soof...

...and want to repeat that to her in a complete and understandable sentence?

Soof... -No, no. Listen.

We have had a failed summer vacation.

Because we were devastated by the renovation and the move.

When you're in a tent with 40 degrees with three kids...

Well, that's not exactly conducive to your married life.

Add to that the fact that Sas is in a second wave of puberty...

...hormonally wants to be kicked out of the nest...

Soof? -Yes?

Would you like to listen to Kasper?

I know. He wants a divorce. That's really absurd.

Soof. -Oh yeah? You think that's absurd?

You've been coming here for 14 months now.

And all I hear are misunderstandings and incomprehension.

You moved to save your marriage.

Went on vacation to patch up what went wrong with the move.

Commendable how long you have kept this up.

So Kasper.

Soof? Do you want to divorce me?

Yes I do.

Nice.

The only question that remains for me is which of you I can send the bill to.

Do you want an elevator?

No, I'll take a taxi. -That's better too.

Would be crazy too, wouldn't it?

Now side by side in the car, while we just...

Well.

Nice to process separately from each other, right?

Yes...

That remote really doesn't get any legs, guys.

Who cleaned up here?

Grandma lost everything. -We can't find anything.

Just organized some things. No remote found.

Look. How hard can it be?

Very briefly. Actually, you shouldn't watch TV before dinner.

I told you so? - Mom, what's wrong with you?

Maybe Saturn will rush through one of my houses.

Or hormones. - You don't have that anymore, do you?

I thought: chaos in your house gives chaos in your head.

But it's not up to you. It's Kasper. It goes through a phase.

I'm afraid it is more. We...

A classic midlife. Just a little testosterone on its way out.

Mind you: he buys a racing bike and has his balls waxed.

Hi. -Hey.

Hey.

Shall I have a nice meal with you? -That's not a good time right now.

This is your coat, right?

We have something to discuss, so...

Bye guys.

Then we're just going to tell them, right?

Shouldn't we talk about it? - We've already done that, haven't we?

Yes, but... -What?

They are in a growth spurt. -So what?

Sas has a French test tomorrow. And I'm not in the mood either.

Let's just go eat, no fuss.

I paid 82.50 for it.

We're going to wrap up now.

What are we going to pack? -We'll tell you.

What are you telling? -Well...

Tasty. -Is there no red curry?

Very spicy. -I didn't see that one.

There's something... -Dies.

When does a Thai au pair say 'enjoy your meal'?

No idea. -If she has learned Dutch.

We have to tell you something. What's a boomerang that doesn't work called?

What then? -A stick.

The thing is, Mom and I... We...

Basically, the bottom line is that Mom and I...

Go divorce? -Yes.

Yes, that's what I wanted to say.

So.

I just have a French SE tomorrow. So.

I don't really cook anymore.

That was me, wasn't it?

As a chef you can't just stay away from work...

...when they need you at home. Not even as a manager.

You are a bit more flexible. And you can do a lot at home when the kids are at school.

Pay your bills, place your orders.

And I also wanted something different than just cooking.

Do you have children?

Those are the appetizers. Add a slice of bread?

Plank of bread?

Can I have a slice of bread? -Shelf of bread. That's out soon.

That concept. That you almost think... You almost...

Tomorrow there will be nothing, except a tweet.

A tweet? On Saturday night? Should we open, then?

Don't you have anything to do? Go fill in the order list.

Shall I call that tweet if they're coming on Sunday? Or is that crazy?

Well, I... -You think you're crazy, don't you?

I think it's strange when you're sitting in an empty restaurant with the two of you.

Hey, binging. Hey dear. Ah. Really and truly?

Listen. This is a cucumber. And this is a zucchini.

Then you can leave that delicious homemade lasagna. Does not matter.

Ma'am, I've been waiting for my main course for a while.

Not very. We'll wash that. Just watch some TV until I get back.

Bye, little one. Kiss on your stomach. Bye, Bingie.

I am such a bad mother.

That's that cheese souffle.

I don't feel like opening up. With two guys I can't even...

...paying half of one salary, so yeah... Hey. You are getting better.

I'll call that tweet off. We are closed tomorrow.

Shouldn't you smoke? -I've stopped a long time ago.

Give it one puff. See if I still like it.

Does he have big balls? Kasper?

Men with big balls take best care of themselves.

It's because of all that seed. That occupies her completely.

Your father had big balls. -Thanks for sharing.

You know what came of that.

Second youth, second leg. Just like your Mr Midlife.

That's why you have to take very good care of yourself.

Very good. Another doesn't.

It's not tasty at all. Bah. Let's finish it, mom.

There's something empty two blocks away.

I hope he goes there to check it out. - So you run into him all the time?

It's not about me, it's about the kids.

It's like on an airplane.

First put on the mask yourself and then think about your children.

What should I do with this?

With that caravan? -Huh?

I wouldn't know what to do with that. Flicker away.

He's in eighth grade. He's not a little kid anymore.

They should not disturb you during work.

That boy had a stomach ache.

His parents just got divorced. Can he call his mother?

I was there right?

He ate an entire jar of marshmallow spread.

Is it here? -Yes.

If you listen to me just once...

Oh dear. - Yeah, it's fun, isn't it? For the children.

It's only a ten minute bike ride.

And... where does everyone sleep?

Nice thing, huh? -Is Silver Bullet.

I need two more weeks for the kitchen and the bathroom.

After that they can come to me every other week.

Shall we keep it to a month for convenience?

Does it always run out? -Very constructive. Thank you.

Are you having a fight? -We're just chatting.

When can we sleep with you? -When it's done.

I'm trying.

Day. Oh yeah. Bye, sweetheart.

Bye, Dad.

Bye guys.

Bye.

Well.

Mom.

Your sex gnome is on TV. -Who?

Ah. Jim. Oh fuck, I had to call that one.

He is with Berdien these days. -Who is that?

One of those people who nobody knows why she's famous.

Where should we sit?

Hmm... Yeah...

Sas. -Mom.

come. Stand up, honey. It'll be fine.

And voila. So cosy.

I really like it, guys. Tasty.

Do you want something to nibble? No? You?

Would you like something to nibble on, honey? No?

Hey, cozy.

Do you really not want a drink nut?

You shouldn't lean on us like that. We have our own lives.

Okay.

Don't you want a sausage? Sas?

I actually just went to bed. -Me, too.

Well, go to bed.

I'm afraid I can't do much for him anymore.

He probably suffocated.

In a piece of Lego or a stray peanut, or something.

Could have been anything. -Ah.

Do you want to take it home to make a nice grave? Or do we keep it here?

What happens then?

Then it goes into the refrigerator. And then there's a destruction service...

I think it's better if we take Br'er Rabbit home.

Right, Dies?

How do you spell 'destruction service'? With a C?

I-E? -Yes. Precisely.

So that's some kind of animal crematorium?

So then he gets burned? -Yes.

I really think it's better if we... - Well. Quiet.

You know what, Dies? Just take it home with you.

Can you make a nice grave for it together with mom?

I think mom likes it better too. -Yes.

Good luck, huh.

No, mom. It shouldn't be like that. - Well, man.

Otherwise, do it yourself. Let's see then.

Wow. OK, wait a minute. NB.

Sas? -Yes?

come effect. -Hobbing.

Jesus Christ. Okay.

Mom, stop.

Mom, act normal.

I'm way too old too, I know. Then it gets embarrassing.

By the way, I have something for you.

Is that for us? present? -Yes here.

Can we unpack already? -Yes, but at the same time.

Wait a second.

And go.

This occurs on your bicycle near your handlebars.

You can then click your crate into it. -And we need that because?

Because you will have to move from one house to another every other week.

Even with our stuff?

You mean me too? -In principle, yes.

Why "in principle yes"?

Dad and I are going to help you.

Why will we soon have to live in two different houses?

Why don't you and dad take turns leaving?

You're divorced right? -That's not possible.

That's not possible? Nice answer. -That's enough.

Sorry.

But then again it's not that bad.

A new house is also new stuff. That's fat, right?

No. -Dies.

You are fat yourself.

Give me a minute, mom.

Dies?

Dies?

Things are also getting better.

Dad would much rather be without Mum around.

And mom always allows anything when dad isn't there.

And we can also do things in secret much more often.

Then we tell dad we're with mom...

...and to mom that we're with dad.

Actually, we should make moving notices.

And then distribute them in class.

We can also do a housewarming.

Yes. Good idea, mom.

"Cooking on your own."

Nice. - You'll get a lot out of that.

Hey, ladies.

Well, this is nice. However?

Giving a housewarming together in my house?

It is also the children's home. They also live here.

Hey. Sas.

Nice flower.

I thought: it doesn't fit you anymore.

Whoa, whoa. Boys. -Come on man.

Very sweetly meant.

Slightly inappropriate.

But very nice.

Hey Soof. -Hi.

Sorry, we didn't know you were there.

We thought it was a bad idea of...

Pathetic on his own, because just divorced, playing the tough guy.

We thought: let's make it even more embarrassing.

In any case, it worked.

We have another karaoke set. With a great playlist.

With '50 Ways To Leave Your Lover'. And Marco Borsato.

I do not live for you anymore

Not that he really hates you.

Not at all. Rotate that trade. Sure. Of course.

Crazy. -Okay.

Alcohol will not solve your problems.

That seems, yes. But neither does Spa Rood.

I'm totally fine. It doesn't bother me at all.

Really nothing at all. We're divorced, aren't we?

He's having fun. I'm having fun. The kids too.

We're all just really having a great time.

Sounds amazing. Come on, I'll take you home.

No, you told me to take better care of myself.

I'm going to do just that today. Because I can be there.

I can just be there. I can really be there.

I may be there.

Oh, but now... Hey.

Have a look.

Is it on? Is not it?

at first i was scared i was petrified

i thought i could never live without you

but then how you hurt me

then i learned how to move on

and now you're back from nowhere

you found me here with a sad look

I should have changed the lock and asked

for your key back if I'd known. Ha, honey.

that you would bother me again go now walk outside

turn around you are not welcome here anymore

didn't you want to hurt me by leaving me did

you think i'd break that i'd leave it at that

I'm not like that

Was it nice, honey?

Does everything look good?

Hey. How was it in KookSoof?

Your mother is a natural, you know. -Really and truly?

Thank you for filling in for me. -It was unique.

How was it here? -Very cozy.

Incidentally...

This was on the mat. -O.

Maybe open it up?

Have you made sales? How many tables?

Can I take a look?

God... Soof? - What an insanely high amount.

If you're late, they'll estimate. -You must object.

Yes really. Soon we will go bankrupt. -Of course not.

We think you should stay home for a while.

How so? -Just take a little rest.

Let the divorce sink in.

What should I do all day then?

Update your records. -Think it over.

Since you're not in the kitchen, the restaurant's going bad.

And not with yourself either.

Maybe managing just isn't quite your cup of tea.

That's something to think about, Soof.

Are you sure you don't want to cook anymore?

You're in the kitchen, aren't you? -I'm not a cook, but...

...I can take over the lead. And your mother can help in the ministry.

My mother? -Yes.

When does this take effect? -Now.

Mom. I get all wet.

Shit rain. pussy.

Dies, don't swear like that. It's just a goddamn booty.

Come in quickly.

Cup of tea?

Like this. Were they on offer?

Yes, just a little more privacy.

Where's my phone? -Oh okay. I'll go again.

Dies can solve his own problems.

No, he'll be sick again soon. It'll be fine. See you soon.

Did you look closely?

pussy.

pussy.

Hello. -Hey?

Hi mum.

Jesus. Well, glad you got it.

Dies, come on. -I have to move on. Bye.

Do not Cry.

No.

And don't talk to myself either.

No, you're not going to stuff yourself either.

No, you don't at all. You're not going to smoke.

No, that ice cream is not for you. That's for the kids.

And I'm not talking to myself, but to myself. Okay?

Not for you.

Hey.

Yes, who is that man again?

The boys' hockey coach. Or you do something in politics.

I'm glad I made an impression.

What happened to the grave for rabbit?

Yes, rabbit. He has a very nice grave in the garden.

Do you have a children's party? -No, the kids are this week...

pussy.

Okay. Day.

Good day.

Nice day.

Yes, you too have a nice day.

Hey, smurfs. -Hey, mom.

I'm having a party tonight. -I thought we'd have fun...

Some people also have friends.

Ah yes. Thank you.

Bye.

Well how was it?

Dad has a new girlfriend. -Oh yeah?

Bing saw her climb out the window this morning.

Climb out the window? -Behind the caravan.

So I couldn't see that she had slept over.

Oh, had she slept over?

Sex, you mean. -Damn.

So Dad didn't introduce her to you. However?

Then she went through the door.

Or you do it and you come out. Or you wait a minute until we're gone. However?

I think they are in love.

Well, that's really nice for dad. Oh dear. Really fun.

Dies, where's your crate? -Somewhere there.

No, it's not there.

I'll call daddy.

Yes, do that for a while. And tell me I'm coming.

Mom, don't. Mom.

Hey, asshole.

Oh. Hey.

Soof.

Yes sorry. -No, fine.

Fine, dude. We are divorced.

So you can do whatever you want, with whomever you want.

That's the benefit of the situation.

That we can do whatever we want. Whoever we want.

And... And I enjoy that too. Enormous.

Hey.

Oh no. pussy.

No no no.

Hello.

How is it going? -Good.

Do you also want a mojito? -Why not? Tasty.

I'm just really looking forward to it. -Okay.

And do you understand what I mean?

Shall we order something then? Or...

We can also just go straight upstairs.

Oh dear. I'm a little scared. -That does not matter.

What are you doing?

Hey. I see someone I should have called a long time ago.

Sorry, I... -Yes, but...

Day. Can I take your coat? -Yes.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hi. Sorry. Soof.

Berdien. -Ah.

Hey, this whole "we're just friends" thing...

...only works if you also call back occasionally.

I know that. Sorry. You're right.

It could be so much fun.

Getting drunk from the minibar in the hotel, watching old movies.

Washing our hair with free shampoo.

Imagine how much fun it could be.

You're right. I'm sorry.

So much has happened. Kasper and I... - God.

Sorry, this is delicious. Just taste. -What is it?

Pure nature. Very good for you. Just taste.

Jesus, I can imagine what this does to your constitution.

It tastes like horse poop. Getver.

Anna, this is Soof. Sophie, Anna.

Berdien. -Oh yeah. And Berdian.

Anna, how are you? -Fine, thank you.

Did you like it? -Maybe with a spoonful of sugar.

Anna is the owner. Nice tent, right?

Of course. Very special. Very nice.

Soof is a chef. -Real?

I'm actually more of a manager now.

So you don't cook anymore? -You know how it is.

No sorry. I do not know. Tell.

Some things were playing.

Problems at home. And I was behind on my administration.

Fuck you Jim Cole.

Fuck Ana. Fuck Sophie.

Do it with whoever you want, but not me.

Come on.

shit.

Wow, Jesus. What does she suddenly have?

You ignored her. -I was just talking to you.

Well, you kind of ignored her anyway.

Really.

Shit. I have to go after her. -I call you. I promise.

Okay. You look great.

If Kasper hadn't called that evening, I would have known.

Isn't it great? -Yes.

Speaking of tasty: what kind of restaurant do you actually have?

Well. Bit French-ish. -Nouvelle cuisine? Really and truly?

So I really love French cuisine. Big fan.

Not the traditional one of course. With oeuf Bourguignon and cheese soufflé.

I seriously don't think you'll find any patronage for that anymore.

What do you think? At least, under fifty.

Or they must be those sad types who have completely given up on themselves.

From those comfort eaters. With such hips. -Well...

Who are abandoned by their husbands, don't understand why...

...and keep stuffing herself nice and full with that greasy mess.

By the way, have you already tasted the bread? All gluten free.

I'm just in doubt... It would be nice if you could say something about it.

Maybe there's a little too much salt in it.

Yes, right? Bit too.

Gluten-free bread.

"Isn't it too salty?"

Tasteless hunk of gluten-free puke of yours.

I wouldn't even let my dentist take an impression with it.

So you think my cheese soufflé is funny? And my boeuf Bourguinon?

Well, you know what makes me depressed? From your tofu.

When I think about your tofu, I can't poop for two weeks.

Well, I really didn't give up on myself.

Gluten-free bread.

What idiot would come up with something like that?

Why is gluten-free bread so unbelievably gross?

Have a nice day, huh.

Have you seen my charger? - Nice of you to ask. And with you?

Did you know that you have two and a half kilograms of bacteria in your body?

Yes. And that you don't burn fat when you drink alcohol.

Are you going to eat that? -No.

Do we need to discuss something? -Dad has a new bike.

Dies has language work. That should be done after the holidays.

Are we going skiing? -No of course not.

We always go skiing during spring break.

Because mom and dad weren't divorced then.

Dad is a hipster. -A bouncer.

Guys, I'm just me.

Dies, why do you have language work? You always finish everything right away, don't you?

So, isn't the manager going to cook again? Nice.

Can I have a taste? -Yes go ahead.

I'm experimenting. -Tasty.

Well boys, do you say hello to daddy?

Then my charger is still with you. -Then you'll have to go back.

Unlike your mother, I will not let myself be used as an errand boy.

The teacher asked why you weren't at the parent's drink.

Jesus, don't you guys need to communicate a little bit?

Or buy a divorced family diary. And then forget to pack it.

I don't have to pack your stuff, do I?

Am I not divorced? - No, we think it's funny.

And she's upstairs.

Sorry about the parent drink. Stupid of me.

If it had been a youth drink you would have remembered it.

What do you say? -Nothing.

Well.

Put it on with your... -Gluten-free bread?

Administration, I wanted to say. Bye guys.

Dad is really annoying.

He's acting cool with his new bike and listening to hip music.

He also knows all the lyrics by heart. Really pathetic.

And we have to do everything ourselves.

Cycling to school, making sandwiches, throwing clothes in the laundry basket.

And he's texting someone all the time.

And giggle and stuff. -Like this. Well, I'm out for a while.

Jesus, mom. Go do something that makes you happy.

Go cook. -I already do, don't I?

You call that cooking? I call it acting out.

Fill it out and send it as soon as possible, he said.

I called them.

Soof. -Yes?

Yes, I'm on it. Real. Really and truly.

Well...

If we do go bankrupt, we won't have to look for a cook anymore.

We're not going bankrupt. Not really.

Okay, because we do have a good one on the test now.

I really appreciate you taking care of all this for me, because...

...my head just spins around.

Yes, I see, honey.

You must meet him. Because then we can take it right away.

Are we going to celebrate?

With cake and stuff. And that we go out for dinner, with papa and grandma.

Result of the test. We'll get it after the holidays.

Then do that with us. Then you can immediately view the new one.

I...

I would actually like to introduce Doeka to the children.

You don't like that, but the kids have nothing to do with it.

They have nothing to do with it anyway.

Of course. Am I their father? I'm not doing anything secret, am I?

I wouldn't know why not.

Soon it will end and they will have to say goodbye again.

I don't want it. -Who says it's going out?

Honey, that girl is a rebound. -A what?

Mom. -Hey.

Watch, watch.

The highest score? -No.

Jeez, come here, you. I am so proud of you. Pretty head of mine.

High five.

Hey Dies, is that yours? -Yes, but I don't mind.

Dies?

Hey.

Dies, your language test. Why is that so bad?

I think I am dyslexic.

Divorce has nothing to do with this.

It has everything to do with it. This is a cry for attention.

I'm coming.

Do you know much what is there. Not everything has to do with us.

Coincidentally, he is now suddenly dyslexic.

Should we immediately go into a spasm? Give him his own problems.

Will he fix it himself? He's 12 and he can handle it?

Sorry, you're not rid of them for a while. -Of course not.

Nice of you to want to loosen up, but Jesus.

Have a look at where you live. Fun for the kids.

You spend all day whatsapping with your resit.

My what? -You heard me.

What are you saying?

That I'm a bad father? Is that it?

Why are you arguing? Are you already divorced?

I... I'm not going tonight.

Ah, Jesus. I didn't mean it that way.

I'm going to say hello to the boys.

I'm first. -No me.

Let me order.

We'll take at least two appetizers.

I didn't tell Bauke who you are. Seemed better to me.

Very good idea. Exciting.

It's not that busy, is it?

Then he can get into it a little bit.

Is Kasper parking the car? -No, he...

Dad had to get rid of a spot. -In his bedroom.

There was still some whitening to be done.

Look at that.

What is this? -Beautiful.

What is this? -Do not you know that?

An amuse-bouche. Crispy fried buckwheat with tofu and candied kumquat.

And a crispy of purple carrot and blossom.

That new cook isn't a health fundamentalist, is he?

Try it first.

Like this. You like that, don't you? -Yes delicious.

God, I'm sorry. Soof.

We didn't want to make you nervous.

That did happen. No, I'm just kidding.

You are hired. -Thank you.

Has it been a bit to your liking?

We ate so well. Right guys?

Yes. -Yes? OK, fine.

You know what? I'm taking those kids.

Then you can still exchange recipes.

How so? -Come on.

Coat on.

Which is yours? -This.

Jacket. -That's mine.

So I thought: green tea sorbet. Add a little lime. And...

Hey. -Hi.

Hi.

Hello.

Oh no. My receipts.

Oh no.

Boys.

Hey guys.

To get up.

Bing, Dies, Sas. -You don't have to yell like that.

Are you watching TV right now? -It's Saturday.

Yes I know. Well, come and have breakfast soon.

What are all these coupons doing here?

Mom is in love.

Who should I be in love with? - To that new cook.

What is? -Nothing.

Oh yeah. Mom?

I'm going to live with daddy. -What?

Don't you want to live with me anymore?

Don't look like that. It's not about you, is it? It's about me.

It's only for a year anyway. When I get my degree, I'm gone.

Bye, Sas. -Hello, mom.

and we're not going home yet... -Bye.

Bye.

Like this.

Hey. -Hi.

My mother's was a lie. -I thought so.

Here. -Thank you.

Ever since I met you, I come up with the most amazing recipes.

Here.

That's my administration. -Oh, smart.

Well, what are we going to make?

Eh... Something with buckwheat. -Okay.

Music? -Tasty.

Interesting. -Why don't you cook anymore?

Kweenie. Maybe a little bored after the 385th quail.

And I wanted to be with the kids more.

Well, good news for those quails.

Here.

Please.

But who said you have to make the 386th?

Can't you say whatever you want?

Wine? -Yes, wine.

I have an idea.

It's a cry for attention. The divorce, the new house.

Then with me, then with his father. Who immediately had a new girlfriend.

Which I really don't mind. I'm very happy for him.

Though he shouldn't have introduced her to the kids.

That's why we're not here.

The fact that the tax authorities are difficult is also irrelevant.

But Dies should not be the victim...

...and end up in a dyslexia class where he doesn't belong.

As far as I'm concerned, he doesn't need to be in a dyslexia class.

Not? -No why?

Such a test is a snapshot.

But I think your personal issues...

What exactly do you mean by that? -Well, I just heard...

Soof is worried and then she brings in all sorts of things.

A bit clumsy, but well-intentioned.

The question remains why Dies suddenly has language problems.

That's why we're here. However?

So I just want to say that. That has to do with something completely different.

You don't know who Laila is?

Are you coming? -Yes.

Sorry about that. I think I really misbehaved a bit.

And also sorry about last time.

You're not a bad father at all.

What about your administration?

I'm kind of broke, actually.

Well, shall I take it then? Maybe I can arrange something.

Sas doesn't want to live with me anymore. -I know.

That has nothing to do with you. She doesn't want that hassle anymore.

She'll choose your house.

She wants to go her own way and it's easier with me.

Maybe you're right too.

Sorry?

What do I have? -Maybe you have...

It's very difficult to understand. Do you want to say that one more time?

I also met someone. -O?

Yes...

Nice? -Well...

No, very nice.

Hi.

Dies, we just visited your teacher.

And do you know what she said? There's nothing wrong with you at all.

Such a test is simply a snapshot.

Dies. Hey? Fine, huh?

Dies, can you put it on pause?

Stop it, dude. - We went to talk for you, you know.

Didn't have to. I'm not ashamed of my dyslexia.

Because Laila has it too?

Sometimes when you're in love, you think you have to become just like the other person.

Well, that's not necessary at all. -No.

Accept that you are both different. That's real love.

Real love.

What do you know about that?

Hey, good to have you here.

Your mom hired a group of 12.

And everyone works super hard, but...

...Bauke is really a fucking pietje exactly.

Give me your apron. Then you can help my mother.

Hey. -Muchacha.

Is the appetizer ready to pass?

Can I hold my girl first? Come here.

It does take a long time.

This can go on, I see? -Wait a second.

Okay.

There is also a splash. -Oh, thank you.

This looks beautiful. Just pass it on now.

A moment, a moment. Wait a second.

Super.

Hey. -Okay, I get the message.

Well okay, chief. What will it be?

What is?

Still need to figure it out?

No no. Of course not.

I just think it should be different.

If we don't start right now, they'll be waiting another hour.

And?

Guard.

What are you going to do? -I'm going to take a piss. If it is allowed.

Every disadvantage has its advantage.

You do know why he crossed your path, don't you?

To give you a little bit of fun back in life.

Virgo, right? Charming, resourceful. But also huge on the details.

Now you think that's fine, but in the long run it will annoy you.

Okay.

Yes? So I thought: sautéed boletes.

Bake it crispy.

With a parsnip puree. And a beurre blanc.

Yes? Okay.

Great to see you back in the kitchen. -Thank you.

Divorce is reinventing yourself.

Yes. Why didn't you tell me? -What not?

That you are divorced.

Oh... well. I wanted to, but...

Yes, I am on my way.

And? Are you happy with him?

What's his name? -Bauke.

I still make you laugh.

Well... That was quite the night. -Like this.

But your Jim thought it was sublime. Yes.

And that wife of mine thought so too.

While she had something to complain about the other guests.

Which other guests? -Yes, exactly. So that.

A waste of such a wonderful thing, she said. -Oh, did she say that?

Hey. Greenhouse. What's wrong with the boys?

No, I just need your signature.

And this has to be with the IRS by tomorrow morning.

Oh, how fast. You do that well.

Doeka has a calculation program. We were so through.

Sit down and I'll get you a pen.

Kasper. -Jim. Hey, dude.

Nice to see you. -Certainly.

This is Anna.

Hi. Anna. -Kasper. Hello.

Baby.

Soof was back in the kitchen tonight. -Real?

Yes. And it was tasty. Really really tasty.

And it's such a beautiful thing.

Actually exactly what I'm looking for. -Oh yeah?

Yes, it really is.

Bauke. -Sorry?

Bauke.

Bauke.

Mom.

Shit. -Mom.

I'm going downstairs. If you're a little soft, I'll get you later.

Mom.

Yes.

I thought you wouldn't come until after school.

We need to bring stuff for the musical. Do you have my script?

I'll take a look upstairs. You look down. Then we search together.

How's Daddy? Pleasant? -Doeka is here.

No. -Never mind.

And? Is it fun?

Just. She's always there. -O.

How long should I hide? Until they're out of the house?

What are you saying?

Oh, I got it. -My script?

On the toilet. -Oh, fine.

You know what they say. When in doubt: don't.

Come on. We have to rehearse.

Hey, huh.

Have you had breakfast yet? -No.

Why does Daddy let you go out like that? Bring a banana.

Bye, guys. -Day.

Have fun, eh.

Like this.

Look.

Like this. Move over.

Well guys I have to tell you something.

There's someone... -No.

He pukes all over her while she gives him a blowjob.

What?

Okay...

I really need something right now...

What is this? -What?

Eee, how gross. -That's a hair.

A hair? -Pubic hair. You must shave.

Mom, I have a pubic hair. -Great, honey.

You have to shave. Only people like Mama don't.

I'll have one sooner than you. -Oh yeah? Maybe I have one too.

Bing.

May I look? -No.

Are you sure you want to tell us what you wanted to tell us?

If not, I'm not sure I want to know.

Oh no, I remember. Do you remember? Oh my gosh. Look.

Oh, you can't do that on Insta.

Don't you like it? Or don't you understand?

Look.

Laila, are you coming?

I quit smoking a while ago.

Because it had no future, you know?

I knew I had to stop.

And then I thought it better to do it right away.

And you're Virgo, aren't you? However? -How so?

Resourceful, with a great eye for detail.

Organized. With a strong drive for independence.

Well, that...

So I won't be independent for the next six years.

No, you have your children. -Every other week, you know.

I have a very messy life.

And also a lot of obligations. So I don't have time for details.

No me...

And that makes you happy. -Very happy.

You really want to get the perfection out of life.

That is not possible with me at all.

Because I can't do that at all.

And we both know that.

I already know where this is going. -So...

Thank you for the beautiful time, I think.

I loved it with you. You're great.

Hey. -Hi. This is Laila.

Hi. -Hi.

I walk.

Yes?

Hey Kasper.

Oh no. -Shall we sit down?

Is it that bad? -It depends on how you look at it.

In any case, you don't have to pay anything.

And that's because you earned practically nothing.

You won't make it that way, Soof.

And as a co-owner, that also concerns me.

So?

Jim's girlfriend is interested. She made a very nice offer.

You mean that gluten-free Anna?

I think you should go into it. I don't really see any other way out.

I thought, Daddy's in the car...

Sas, your timing is... - No, sure. I do understand it.

I'll put those bags in the car. Then you can get the rest.

You're not angry? -Angry? No, of course not, crazy.

And if you want to crash on the couch with me and watch bad TV shows...

...then you just have to do that.

Mi casa es tu casa. -Yes. Thank you mom.

Ha.

Hey.

Hi.

Hi Doeka, nice to meet you. -Certainly.

What an exaggerated hassle, all those parents. It's just a school trip.

Hi. -You are?

Duka. -I thought so.

How are you? -Well.

Bauke has resigned. But I get that.

And have you thought about the offer yet?

You have to decide gradually.

Do you take your bike? We are leaving.

Where is Dies? Where's your brother?

It is standing. -What?

It is standing. -Where?

Over there.

By the way, does mom already know? -What?

I wanted to discuss that. -We're going to the campsite.

What? To our campsite?

The boys want it. So I thought: do it.

With each other? -One after the other.

If you come with my car, I'll relieve you after two weeks.

Is that about me too?

How do I get home then? -By car from Doeka.

Nice right? -Yes.

Four weeks with my parents on a campsite. Act normal.

Bing, are you going to get Dies? Because I think you are going.

Dies.

If you use the summer to think, then...

...we then tie the knot. Good?

Day. -Well, bye.

Bye.

Well...

Yes... -Good, yes.

Shall we go? -Okay. Bye.

Well...

I told you so? Men do that much better.

Take good care of yourself. -Thanks, mum. Rub it in.

Those kids of yours won't die if you think about yourself a little.

Look how well you ended up.

All my relationships are going out, I've bankrupted my business...

...and I'm an emotional wreck. -Stop whining.

Are you trying to make something out of it?

Grandma is right. You should give more shit to us.

Thank you sweetie.

That campsite sounded pretty nice too. And it made Bing so happy.

But it doesn't all have to be daddy's way, does it?

You have to make it your own way.

And when you drive back in that little car of that dancing marie...

...then you let some good wind. That will work after two weeks of camping.

I'll ride along. -Then you do it over and over.

And don't forget the glove box. You can also leave a few in there.

Maybe Laila is swimming.

She's online. -Oh yeah? How do you know that?

You can see that, mom. -O.

Does Laila actually have a sister? -A little brother.

Maybe that little brother is busy on her cell phone.

For three days already?

Sorry, I'm clumsy.

I am Dies.

I'm going to chill there for a while.

Good morning.

Here's your breakfast. -Thank you.

Enjoy your meal. -Thank you.

Love always makes things right.

Oh yes, mom. I quit smoking. -Hey? Did you ever start then?

Sorry. -For what?

For all.

I thought I could save you from everything.

Sadness, farewell. Loss, divorce. Smoking.

Mom, it's going to be okay.

With me, with you. Maybe also with your work.

Yes, do you think? -Sure. Why not?

KookSoof is bankrupt. But not you?

Shall we have some ice cream then? Is not it?

Can't you come along? -No honey. Not really.

Just for the party. Just one night. -I want to start driving as soon as Daddy gets here.

Especially because of Doeka. -Not at all.

Now go change. You too, Sas.

No. -We don't know each other from school.

The vet? -Yes.

Are you here on vacation?

That's crazy, isn't it? -Well.

Not that you think I followed you, do you?

thomas. -Yes, I am on my way.

I'm on a bike. Been quite a long way to follow you.

He waits for the messages. I couldn't find it all.

Say, are you going? Or are you just arriving?

No, I'm going. At least, that's the intention.

We also. Tomorrow.

Not that you think we're going because you're going, right?

We always do a camping for two days.

And then here we do Quatorze Juillet.

And then we go again. -Ah.

Yes.

Well. Have fun, Thomas.

And you have a good trip... - Soof-ie. Sophie.

thomas. - Now he's getting very impatient.

Watch out.

Bye, Soof-ie. -Hello, Thomas.

Watch out.

Shall we sit here?

Well...

Nothing? -No.

Bonjour. -Hey.

Still stayed? -Yes, just one more night.

Sas, this is Thomas. Thomas, this is Sacha. My daughter.

Sacha. -Hello.

Too bad you're leaving tomorrow? -I'm staying with my father for another two weeks.

My ex. He's my ex. We alternate.

thomas.

And you? Are you on a cycling holiday with your friend? Or are you married?

Well, I believe such a thing is prohibited by law.

Arthur's my brother. He just broke up with his boyfriend.

He's in a bind. Had to take a break.

How sweet of you.

Next time we'll just go out for dinner. Or something.

I own a restaurant. -Really and truly?

Yet. Or again, actually.

You should come over for dinner if you want. -Good idea. Nice.

Daddy. -Please.

The ex. -Yes.

I'll come over for dinner sometime. -Real?

Have a nice trip. -You too.

Day.

Sorry.

Your mom's car only goes 90. And there was a leak in the cooling system.

My mom's car? And what's with your phone?

I couldn't charge. Tobacco in the cigarette lighter.

You do not want to know. -Do you want to come with us?

She asks you to go with her. go.

I just understood what she said.

I'll go there too... -Yes, sure.

Do you mind if I also... -No, nice. Fine.

Where is Doka? -Yes...

She's very sweet, but... - You broke up with me.

She had never seen a fax before.

And she didn't know who Snap was either. -I got the power.

Yes, you know that kind of thing.

Hey... -Sorry, you go.

No you. You drove. -Yes that's why.

I prepared the sale. We can draw after the holidays.

I would still think about it. -I thought...

No, I'm not selling. I'm gonna keep it.

I have a deal with Anna. I can't just...

Everything is possible. Teapot, coffee pot.

I'm buying you out.

How? -I do not know.

But then I tried anyway.

And I'm going to cook again. -Okay.

What?

Yes you. -What now, you?

Well, just. You.

Well.

Yes, Jesus. You. You are just you.

And that's just fun.

So.

You didn't like that a year ago. -That's right.

That's true.

I didn't take you into account too much.

I didn't take you into account too much, you know.

It's stupid isn't it? -What?

Well...

It was just stupid that I let you go.

Can't we... -No.

No not at all.

It was not a whim that we broke up. It was good.

You see me again precisely because you now have some distance.

And yes, I'm happy too. I'm also happy with how things are going now.

Yes.

So...

So basically we just happily divorced.

And they lived long and apart.

Until the shit kills us.

Another Orangina? Or a drink? - A drink, please.

Okay.

Well.

Yes. -Hey? Hey.

It's still a pity that Kas and I have those mountains of textile...

...and those other stupidities that come with marriage...

...have not survived together.

After all, we were meant to be together.

And some of that promise always remains.

If only because of the kids.

The solution for the KookSoof turned out to be surprisingly simple.

I just had to do what I was born to do again.

To cook.

And then everyone wanted to join in again.

The bank and the tax authorities. My crazy mother.

My ex-husband. And my ex-lover. Gabi.

And the future father of Gabi's children.

Oh, and of course Najat.

And... Oh, let's hope this isn't here to stay.

As far as love is concerned, the last word has not yet been said.

Part of me likes it. Let me load that dishwasher alone.

But I remain a companion animal who prefers to share his life with someone else.

For better or for worse.

And if possible, until death do us part.