All language subtitles for Nieuwe buren S02E04.1 Memory lane.English

I called the hospital for your results.
It's quite possible that you saw her.

I've decided to keep your slip-up out
of your report.

I think it was due, in part,
to the chaperone's lack of experience.

When you get out, could you do
something for me?

Could you mail a letter for me?

Lou is the best driver.
We've been pimping his car for years.

We're closed.
- If I turned around,

and you were to make sure this car
was a little slower,

how much would it cost me?

Cool man. Carl.

Prison isn't the ideal place
to meet each other,

but I'd like to ask you to visit again.

These are the hardest days. At such times,
many people feel the urge to reach out.

Well, not us.

Hey.
- Hey.

Does it still hurt?
- I don't feel it at all.

Oh, okay. Well, Max wanted
to tell you something.

Thank you for finding Sem and me.
- How sweet. Thank you.

How are you doing?
Have you gotten over the scare?

They caught Marten, didn't they?
- Yes. And this time, it was him.

The nut job.

Hey, I still had to pass on
Lex's thanks, too.

I still had to tell you that.
Now, he's all for you babysitting.

Oh?
- Yes. Now I just have to see

how much notice I need to give the daycare.
But anyway...

Okay.
- Okay. See you soon.

Oh, look. That was sticking out
of your mailbox.

Thank you.
- See you later.

Dear Eva, where should I begin?

You looked amazing, like an angel.

A lost angel in a shopping center.

My Eva, so fragile and alone.

Didn't you recognize me?
You looked different.

There wasn't a trace of our life together.

I think of you every day. Of us.

If only I'd seen sooner that your desire
to have a child of your own

was greater than your love for me.

Eva. Eva.

But after Lieve died, I couldn't see
anything except my own failure.

My inability to give you
the one thing you wanted most.

The Neighbors
Season 2

I'm trying to understand.

The baby I lost when I was shot...
How old was it?

Very young. A couple of weeks old.
- So, I wasn't really showing yet?

Look, Eva. I didn't see you
right when you were brought in,

but it's unlikely that you'd have been
showing so early in the pregnancy.

I mean, certainly not with your figure.

Well, that must have been
a different pregnancy.

But how can it be that I don't remember that?
You wouldn't forget that.

Lieve Nijhof, 14/02/2014 - 15/02/2014
Daughter of Peter Nijhof and Eva van der Leek

Did it work?

Do I look like a fool?
- No, but not like a mailman, either.

Mailman?

You were supposed to mail a letter for me.
- Letter?

Good morning, guys. The weather is lovely.
Let's play basketball. Who will help?

Come on.

What did they want?
- Nothing important.

They want you to sabotage Lou's car.

They approached me, too.

Racing used to be fun.
Nowadays, it's all about money.

What did you say?
- No, of course.

And that's a problem.
Guys like that won't take no for an answer.

When is that race?
- Tonight.

Is that Jack's car?

Yes. Why?
- I have an idea.

We don't need to do anything to Lou's car.
We can tune Jack's car, so it's sure to win.

Do you have his number?

Are you okay?

Yeah.
- Hey.

Hey, you're not alone, you know.

It's just... Things are coming back to me.
Terrible things.

Hey, come here.

Her name was Lieve.

Her grave is so bare.

I can't remember giving birth at all,
nor why she's dead.

I don't know. I can't remember it.
It's driving me crazy.

All I know is that I never managed
to have a baby.

What a fucking mess.

You know what?

Let's think about something
completely different.

I could use that, too.
- How?

Well, just... Get out.
Out of this house, out of this neighborhood.

Have a few drinks.
Otherwise, you'll keep mulling it over.

I'll think of something.

Tonight.
- Tonight?

Tonight I...
- Do you have something better to do?

Okay.
- Ten o'clock, okay? I'll pick you up.

Hey, here.
- Here, here.

Hand the ball over.
- Here.

Hey, Peter.

Did you mail the letter or not?
- Tell me, is your girl Eva horny?

Do you have a problem?
- You have a problem.

I'm waiting for my money,
and I'm not so patient.

And if I don't get the money
before I'm released,

I may just have to pay your girl a visit
in Zonnewijk, and I'll settle it with her.

Did you mail the letter yet?
- No.

Supervisors.

Bastard.

Did you enjoy raping little old ladies?

You must have been forced to do your mom,
too. Under the flowery bedspread.

"Mommy, Mommy."

Hey, exciting lady.
What are you up to?

Sorry.

Hey, neighbor.

Is this where you work?
- Yes.

Want to have a look?

Well, I...
- Come on. Here.

Well, this is it.

That's where we do spray-tans,
but someone's in there, drying, naked,

so I can't show you, of course.

Well, this is the Beach Life Turbo Booster.

15 minutes on it, max,
or you'll be red as a lobster.

It looks like a toaster oven.
- You've never used a tanning bed?

No.
- Hang on.

Hi.

Well, it's not reserved, so I'll give you
15 minutes for free.

Oh, it's not my thing.
- Of course it is. You're so pale.

All the construction workers will
be after you.

They're not really my...
- Or a spray tan? We could do that.

But then you'll have to join me
in the spray booth.

One, two, three...

Awesome, right?

Help.

How do you lift this thing?

Next time, the 1800.

Watch out, old lady.
- You can't say that.

Well...

Bye.

How's it going?
- Great.

Really?

What happened with Sjors?
Did you get into a fight?

It looked like you were challenging him.
Sjors isn't so confrontational.

Well?
- I have no idea.

Will you watch out?
- Me?

Yes. Sjors isn't
the only self-destructive one.

You are, too.

Well, I'm sorry if I did anything
to jeopardize Sjors's leave.

Did I?

Is his leave being revoked?

That's not up to me. Why?

Wolkers is blaming your lack of experience
for what happened in the shopping center.

My big escape.

What do you mean?
- He hasn't mentioned Eva.

Not at all.

He's got it all wrong...
- You're speculating a bit.

If that's what you think,
I'll shut up about it.

But I'd watch my step with Wolkers.
- Sure.

I'd hate to see you lose your job.

I mean it.
- That was it?

Really.

Machteld.

Is his leave being revoked or what?

WhatsApp
Carl: Boring evening here. You?

Well, well.

If the same amount appears three times...

then you've won...

the corresponding cash prize.

Well, I'm off.
- Off?

Yes.
- What do you mean?

Well, I'm just going out with the neighbor.
Is that alright?

Yes, of course.
But why didn't we discuss it?

Sorry, but maybe you haven't noticed
that I'm not having such a great time now.

Maybe you don't care that my father is dead,
but I could use some cheering up.

Honey, that's not what I mean.

But I happen to have plans tonight, too.
- Oh, what a coincidence.

We never do anything.
We never go anywhere.

We don't know anyone.

And when I have a night out,
you've got plans, too.

What plans, then?
- I have to work.

Oh yeah? Are you building a career?
- Okay, I'll figure something out.

Go have fun tonight.

Well, don't wait up.

Are you just getting home? Go to bed.

Dad, do I really have to go to bed?
- No. You can go to bed as late as you like.

I guess I'm watching Roos again, aren't I?
- Hey. She's your sister.

And once Roos falls asleep,
she doesn't wake up. You know that.

And if someone's at the door, don't answer.
- But if she does wake up?

She did the other day.
- Then I'll be home in ten minutes.

Okay.

But what are you going to do?
- A job.

Like you used to do?
- No. Not like I used to do.

Bye.

Two gin and tonics.
- I'll start slow.

Give me a Coke.
- Coke? Eva, you're not a teenager.

I'm still recovering. I'm on medication.
- Right. Two G&Ts.

Okay, at your own risk.

Jesus, I feel like I'm eighty years old here.
- You're the perfect age for all this.

Young men are crazy about mature women
like us.

Here. Embrace your inner Madonna, Eva.

Watch me.

Sorry, ma'am. Can I get past you?
- You don't need to call me ma'am.

Okay.

May I have three beers?
- He's so polite.

Well, you're confident.
You know you're racing Lou tonight, right?

Everyone has a bad night, even Lou.
Just ask the mechanic here.

Are we good?

Oh, this is such a great song.

Cheers.

Okay, playtime's over.

Come on. Forget everything.

Tonight, we're going to dance. Okay?

Come on, Eva. Hey.
You and me, right?

Look at me. Look at me.

Watch out.

What is this?
- Laughing gas.

Laughing gas?
- Are you trying to blow me up?

It's going to help you win.

Just push the button once,
and you'll literally be on fire.

Skillful guy who keeps up with you...

Oh yeah? I'll be on fire?

Then my car will be toast, right?
- Not if you know what you're doing.

Push it for three seconds, max.
Let go, and give it some gas.

No problem.
- Otherwise?

If you don't do anything unusual,
it won't be a problem.

Don't do anything unusual, you say?
You know what? You drive.

No, I'm not driving.
- Yes, you'll do the first round.

Hey, Jack, this is your car and your race.

It's your garage
that got the car ready for the race.

I'm not going to roast myself in my own car,
so either you drive, or he will.

Okay.

Are you sure about this?

You did what you had to do.
You don't owe those guys anything.

If anything goes wrong, at least
I'll have made a couple of people rich.

I... I'm going out for a smoke.
Are you coming or staying here?

I'll stay here. Go ahead.

Three, two, one, go.

One, two, three...

Yes, yes, yes.

At one point, they gave
me those very thin gloves.

First the thick ones, but you can't work
in those...

Brogues. Those are shoes
with a bunch of holes, called Brogues.

The beautiful brown of the calf's leather,
I agree, is very nice...

Got a light?

Fuck.

We've got to go.

Eva, come on.

Stef...
- Hurry up. Dammit.

It's Milo. He's my ex. Don't stop.
Eva, come on.

The button.
- Huh?

Push the button.
- Oh yeah. Okay.

Hurry.
- I am.

Don't open it. Don't. Do not open it.

Does this belong to you?

It was on the ground back there.

Open it.
- What?

Yes, open it. It's okay.

Thank you.

It wasn't him. It wasn't...

It wasn't him at all.

Okay.

Jesus.

Hey. Look. I bet a few euros on you.

No, thanks.
- Yes, come on. Here.

Well done.

Come on.

He was just very sophisticated, you know?

He always wore tailored suits,
and he drove an Audi TT.

They called him Mr. Slick.

I fell for him. I had it bad, actually.

What made the magic go away?
- Lex.

I saw Lex for the first time in a strip club.

And he was a student...
or something like that.

In any case, he was a pothead.
And he was so wasted.

And well, then he told Milo
that he was a plebe,

so Milo punched him in the face.

And then I took Lex home with me.
Just to piss Milo off, actually.

I think.

But the sex was...

fantastic.

Best sex ever.
I'd never experienced anything like it.

So, we didn't leave the bed for three days.

Then what did he do?
- He just drove me completely crazy.

You know?

What were you doing in a strip club?
- Stripping.

Yes, I mean it.

I worked at a strip club for a while
with a friend of mine to piss off my father.

But he wasn't mad at all.

He's no longer with us.

My father passed away.

And yours?

Yes, he's still alive.

He's in jail.
- Right.

I know that, because...

I googled you.

Where were you shot?

Hey.

You're a very beautiful woman.

A very beautiful, sweet woman.

Eva?
- Yes?

Go to sleep.

Everything went well. Good night, Dad.
Max.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to wake you.

How did it go?

Remember that car we used to have?

A really cool car.

No one could drive it as fast as I could.
Remember?

That's how I earned my money.
- Racing.

Well, driving fast.

And tonight, there was a race.

Not a real, official one.
An illegal one, you know?

And did you race?

I wasn't supposed to, but in the garage,
I rigged a car so it would go very fast.

And no one else dared to drive it.
- Only you?

Only me.

Want to know how to do it?

You spray a little gas in the engine's
cylinder, and then you shoot forward.

Just briefly, but just enough
to win the race.

Isn't that dangerous?

Not if you know what you're doing.

You have to be careful.

You can't spray too much gas in there.

Otherwise, accidents can happen.

Fuck.

How was it?

And here?
- Quiet.

Hey.

Let's go away for a weekend soon.
Just you and me, okay?

It's my treat.

What about the kids?
- We'll ask Eva to babysit.

My parents are going away.
- Where to?

A hotel.

What do you do out there in your free time?
- I don't know.

Mom?

Sally?

Sally, Sally, Sally, Sally...
Oh, there you are.