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He goes directly from our house to
the freezing cellars, to the cold.

Sometimes I think it's the
freezing cellars that destroyed it.

That something is frozen inside him.

I thought it would change
when we were married.

That he would be different.

But he has remained
an awkward boy.

I could have found a worse
man, that's true.

When he comes home,
he goes straight to his room.

He collects newspaper clippings.

He cuts all the awful, weird things out of
the newspaper and sticks them in an album.

What good is that for now?

He also collects the pictures
of the chocolate bars. Like me.

Just like a schoolgirl.

It is foolish for a married man.

Isn't that Mrs.
Verbrake from the newspaper shop?

It is possible.

What did I do today?

Eight hours the temperatures
measured in the freezer cellar.

It is spring.

I saw a woman who
died on the street.

It will be in the newspaper tomorrow.

I found a wild wood anemone
at my chocolate bar.

- How was work?
- Just.

- Did everything go well?
- Yes.

Have you eaten yet?

I haven't had time, dude.
I'm so busy, I can't finish it.

I didn't have time
to prepare anything.

There is cheese,
you just have to help yourself a little.

Oh, Marietje's apron.

Oh God. Well.

Day.

Some pins have fallen. Pick them up
and put them in the box. I'm gone.

And when you go home,
don't forget to post that letter.

Would you like some more coffee?
No, thanks.

- Are you not hungry?
- No. That cheese doesn't tell me anything.

But you have to eat something?
I'm not hungry.

I'm almost never hungry.
I eat because I have to.

To calm something...
a certain feeling in my stomach.

Oh yeah.

I read about a man last week

he ate a twelve year old child.

He said it was starving.

Do not do that.

Then use at least a
nail file or a knife.

That's good.

Are you going to stick that in?
Yes.

I'll save the chocolate prints.
I stick them in a special book.

I too.

You would save everything, you.
Yes.

Wouldn't you even pick up those pins?
Oh yes, Madame's pins.

I had a wild wood anemone
with my chocolate today.

A wood anemone?

- Do you already have the wild columbine?
- No.

We could trade. Give me the wood
anemone, you get the columbine.

Do you have two, of the columbine?
No. I only save white flowers.

Give that cap a try.

Are you expecting someone?

André would come by tonight.

Good evening.

- How is it going?
- Good.

And with Louise and the twins?
Good good.

You know your sister, right? Always
content. Everything is fine here too, I see.

Mariëtte, a whole new range.

Interesting in price,
but you have to be very quick. Look.

Everything from the latest fashion,
straight from Italy. I have more in the car.

Will Mr. André keep eating?
If possible.

I might as well ask your wife.

- Yes do that.
- I thought so.

Eva, bring the pan back here.

- It tastes you, right?
- Yes.

It's hard for him to say
no, isn't it, Mariette?

It all tastes like him, sometimes you
think he doesn't know what he is eating.

Still in the clouds?

Hey, Pol, you know that there
are hormones in veal, right?

Yes, it contains female hormones.
He will soon get tits, Mariëtte.

Can you put him on a bra?
Yes, size 90.

Eva, come on. Don't be silly.
You must be here.

Not from behind but from the front.
There she comes.

Well, I want to go diving with
you, too.

Bye, Alice.
Is it moving up a bit?

Eighteen more. How is it going?

Emile did not go to work again.

Was he tired again, was it time again?
It was horrible.

You're lucky with yours, aren't you?
Such a quiet, such a good person.

He's good, yes. That's true.

But one is too good and the other too
wild, what do you want?

We should be able to trade
someday, right?

Okay, I have to hurry.

- Bye, Alice.
- Goodbye, goodbye.

It was beautiful again at school.
History.

When did the first train run?

- True?
- In England.

Well, I don't know that.
Between Manchester and Liverpool.

In 1829.

- Interesting.
- For whom?

For everyone. It is better to know
a little too much than too little.

Start washing the dishes.
Direct, madame.

I have to hurry.
As long as you don't forget to pay me.

See?

A flower. And then?

What kind of flower is it?
What is the name of that flower?

I don't know anything about flowers.

It is a wild forest anemone.
Bravo, that's good.

You are the best in class.

I got it from your husband.

I gave him a wild columbine.
A mountain columbine.

Because I only
save white flowers.

I'm sorry I don't get my rules.

- Your what?
- Changes.

I feel my breasts every night,
but they are not growing yet.

Do you think they would still grow?

I don't know. What do you know?

That you do not repent
of your sins,

but that, on the contrary,
you continue to sin even in this place.

- Yes.
- Why do you do that?

I like doing the wrong things.
Why?

Because I think what others do is foolish.
Build houses, make children.

What do you tell in the confessional?
How so?

You have been married for three years and you
have no children yet. How do you explain that?

You can't swear and
it's done anyway.

No, and you are not allowed to
look between your legs either.

You do that?
That can't be from the pastor?

Yes, but are you doing it?

Of course. I need to know
if anything is changing.

Suppose I have my changes
and I wouldn't even know.

Do you never regret
being a woman?

No.

Look at that. With puffy sleeves.
There is also a lot of demand for this.

Especially in viyella then.

Andre, come on.

Yes, I'm coming.
I want to say: Go away.

Don't look at me like that.
Why not?

- It is as if you are undressing me with your eyes.
- And you don't like that?

Consider something else.

I'll see you on Saturday.
Yeah, see you on Saturday.

What are you doing?

Turning on buttons,
you asked for it yourself.

Oh yes, that's true.

They arrested Lange Leon.

He went to sleep with a little
girl every afternoon

while his wife went to the factory.

Yes, and that girl was
only ten years old.

But she didn't say
anything, that girl.

It was released by
the woman next door.

They should hang
him, such a guy.

I'm coming.

Did you hear it? It seems that they
are going to devalue the Belgian franc.

The government is not saying it, but there
are already quite a few speculating on it.

- Are there no radishes?
- No.

- Or lettuce?
- Lettuce? You would eat lettuce every day, you.

And yet he is not a rabbit.

Take the mustard.
Yes, I already have it here.

Those newspapers are not in order, right?
I don't believe it, why would they?

I've been taking the bottom road
for years without him noticing.

In addition, what sense does it make?
What use do those newspapers have?

If you read those clippings, you would think
that there is nothing in the world right.

That everything always goes wrong.

And that the people are
beasts like in the jungle.

Isn't that right?

There are still schools,
motorways, canals.

I'm not against the jungle.
Eat wild berries in the jungle.

I have sometimes thought of cutting
things out of the newspaper myself,

and put it in between.

Do you think he would see it immediately?
Of course.

- He sees everything immediately, doesn't he?
- Depends.

Does he see what kind of
guy your brother-in-law is?

How so? André is a good seller.

Everything I make, he loses.

He's a bit of a
lout, that's true.

But I think that should
be a good seller.

He wants something with you.
Who? André?

He does talk about puffy sleeves
and shrug and viyella,

but he wants to say something completely
different. I don't know what you want to say.

You always have something
behind the sleeve.

You always look for
something behind everything.

You don't always have to
go into things that deeply.

It doesn't make you
smarter, only unhappy.

See, this is my daddy.

Oh yeah. Well,
he looks a bit more reasonable here.

Because in daily life I
have never seen him smile.

It wasn't sour-plum, our dad.
Miette, he didn't laugh much.

He was in order, you didn't have
to nag or moan. You had to work.

In the weekend we always
had to be in by eleven.

Yes, even when I was
dating for the first time.

Dad didn't want it, did he?
From your first lover.

And he was right, because that
wasn't much good, your first one.

Tell me, aunt, about your first lover.
If you are taller.

Yes, yes, it will all be fine.

Why, Dad? It was a married guy.

He wanted a divorce. But I was
way too young for him, by the way.

- Wave.
- Why?

They are not going to Alaska, are they?

- Admit that you are jealous of André.
- Me?

Yes, because he has
gone a long way in life.

Admit it, he has his own business,
a Mercedes, his own house.

And then?

Isn't it a crime
if you take it far?

Is it a crime if you
don't take it far?

Also not.
But someone who has come far

has more right to
say how things should be.

Yes, go to your box.
Just lock up.

I calculated what we spend
and what we receive yesterday.

That remains the same, so we can
continue to the end of our lives,

and don't take it a step further.

Our dad always said that standing still
means decline. And that's true, isn't it?

There is something in it.
We have to move forward, right?

Everything wants to move forward?
Multiply, improve.

And the outcome is a Mercedes
or a house of five million?

Does not matter.
As long as you work and you improve.

Do you want to go through?

Is that yours? It's your wife's.

Damn. What now?

Can't you pay attention?
I'm careful, but not enough.

It is always the same with you.
How is it possible?

Where are your thoughts?

Perhaps you were dreaming again?

Well, what are you saying?
What should I say?

At least you are sorry.

Or excuse me or excuse me, or...
Excuse me.

But you don't mean it.

You mean nothing.
It is terrible with you.

You're a weird one. Yes, madame.

Yes, madame...

Did you come?
Yeah, I promised, right?

Come on in.

I can't stay long.

Dear, come back.

Don't you have to leave yet?
Are they not waiting for you?

Let them wait.

I'm good here.
I'll go if I want.

Would they like that?

Well,
otherwise they wouldn't do it?

Do you know what I want, Clara?

I would like anything.
There is so much.

I would like it all.

I'd like to drink to me.
But, well...

Yes, I would like
to get drunk once.

That I no longer know
what I say or what I do.

And aren't you afraid of
the things that can happen?

What could happen?
Well, you know what I mean.

Men who grab you in the dark?

- Yes, why not?
- You dare, you.

- You know I always think about you, don't you?
- Whatever.

He always thinks about you too.
Who?

He.

Well, see if it's not true. No.

- No do not do that. Not now.
- When?

- Another time.
- When? What time?

What is now mostly in fashion
are those pleated skirts.

What are you doing?

I came to ask if I should
first wipe the kitchen.

I didn't hear you come in.

You will not have paid attention.
Day, sweetheart.

Well, mop the kitchen.
Day, Mr. André.

Au revoir, sweetheart.

Regarding Sunday,
do you not feel like stew?

I already have sheep meat in the house.
Why not?

Because I'm going to prepare it now.
Can I heat it up tomorrow.

Yes, it is always better the day after.

Good. I'm going to get a
cauliflower in the garden.

I came to tell you...
There is nothing more to say.

Well, see you tomorrow.

Mariette.

Mariette.

You fainted.

Me? When?

I didn't see you coming,
I thought something had happened.

You ran into the clothesline.
Oh yeah.

What happened to you?
I ran into the washing line.

In the dark?
I went to get a cauliflower.

- And you haven't seen the washing line?
- No.

You must have run quite fast.
Yes.

It's not your habit to be
so loud in the dark...

Don't interfere with me.

We proclaim the
mystery of faith.

Lord Jesus, we proclaim Your death,

and we confess until You
return, until You are risen.

- Is he that?
- Yes.

- Is she older than him?
- No.

I had imagined him
very differently.

It's a weird one.

Lamb of God that takes
away the sins of the world.

Have mercy on us.

Lamb of God that takes
away the sins of the world.

Give us peace.

Body of Christ.
Save me until eternal life.

- Bye, Louise.
- Day, Pol.

Thought you went to the sea.
Is that certain again?

We go to Latem, aunt,
to the mini golf.

What is that, Mariette?
What happened to you?

I fell.

That is,
I ran into the clothesline.

Oh yeah?

Staying here.

Say, we are gone. Best.
I'll come by this week or the next week.

If I have the time. A person doesn't
have time anymore either, does it, Pol?

Saar, come.

I have to go. Day.

Have you been to the fair?
No not yet. I'm going tonight.

In the past, you had something
called the joyful wheel.

That is a large rotating disk made of wood.
Everyone stood on it.

Then the disc started to spin and those who
were not very close to the spindle flew off.

- That no longer exists.
- No.

I had the pivot once.

I turned and turned and I felt
like the king of the world.

But then there was some bastard
who pushed me away. I flew off.

- And you cried for sure?
- Yes. But without anyone seeing it.

It was not because I had flown away,
but because you could fly away.

From that pivot.
Or no, it was something else.

- What?
- That there is no pivot, actually

that you can cling to,
or rather that the pivot is there,

but only at the place
where the lumberjacks are.

I also had such a sadness once.

I was in the garden one Sunday afternoon.
Like now?

No, I was on a swing
and I rocked,

and the tears filled
my eyes in one go.

Why?

I don't know. But it was a kind
of sadness like yours, I think.

Put your feet together.

The doctor was still in
our house last night.

Go away. Get out of my kitchen.

- I too?
- Yes you too.

Go collect dust in the room.

She's sad because you
cut her newspaper.

I've come to trade them.

Do you already have one?
I think so.

- That's a good one.
- What?

That here. A prophet establishes a new
religion and crawled on all women

while he let their men pay
100 francs for his church,

and he called himself the
master of the black hills.

Wouldn't there have
been one blond hill?

Do you like that, sitting here
in your loft on Sunday afternoon?

Well, why not?
My father plays with pigeons.

We all play. And you?
What do you play with?

I? With everything actually.

I have to laugh at those
things, but not you.

You save those things
because they hurt you.

You like that, don't you?
From things that hurt you.

Oh well, everyone is reluctantly.

We never see your
sister again lately.

I'm sure she doesn't have time.
Now the twins go to boarding school.

Oh, they're going to boarding school...
Yes, to Marie Joseph Institute.

That is a hassle nowadays.

They must have a uniform
and tennis clothes,

and all of them must
have their names and things.

- What is it?
- Nothing.

I don't know. Sometimes sweat
breaks out on all sides.

Maybe you should go to
the doctor sometime.

No. It is not worth it.

Why are you looking at me like that?
What do you have, does it hurt?

Yes.

In the past, our ancestors roaming
the woods thousands of years ago

if they had pain in their
stomachs, do you know what they did?

Then they beat and
drummed on their stomachs.

Why?

Because they thought animals
had crept into their stomachs.

They thought the animals
whose meat they ate

stayed alive in their belly and
there were stomping and hurting them.

How do you know something like that?
Of the history lesson at school.

Do you think animals
can live in us?

Mom.

What is it? I'm so hungry.

Did you tell the doctor
that you are always hungry?

I said everything.

Everything?

- About us too?
- Yes.

Why else would you go to the doctor
if you don't tell everything?

I hate doctors.

Why don't they let people
die like all other animals?

No, they have to cut pieces off,
do transfusions, inject serum.

Wait until you have something yourself.

He was very calm, that doctor.

He listened and said:

"It's normal, madame, very normal."
That you are sick, is that normal?

No.

That I am pregnant.

- Is it sure?
- Of course.

In one go?

I can't remember that...

You did not withdraw
quickly enough.

The last time?

Or the next to last time
or the time before that.

I always paid attention.

What I don't understand is why
people leave one and pull the other.

Because one is flowers
and the other is weeds.

Who cares that this is
a flower and that weed?

Everyone knows that, right? I also think
this is a flower, just as beautiful.

You would have a beautiful garden, you.

At least I wouldn't walk
around in it at night.

I wouldn't put cauliflowers in it either.

You can buy them much
better in the supermarket.

Don't put that dirty oilcloth on
the saddle that I have to sit on.

That will not happen
in the coming months.

- Eva.
- Yes?

Grab your coat and go home.

When should I return?
It's better that you don't come anymore.

And who is going to do your household here?
I'll save me. Before you came, it went too.

If you prefer it that way.

I prefer it that way.

When will it come, Mariette?
Hey, Mariette.

End of February -O,
then it will be a fish.

What do you mean a fish?
Well, Georgette, the star sign.

I didn't know you
could be so sick of it.

Because you have to vomit a little?
Oh, that's just the beginning.

Is it moving already?
I don't know.

I have not felt anything from our Florent.
Yes, only at the very last of course.

Yes, it enters playfully
and comes out weeping.

Pol.

Pol, come.

Straight away. Pol.

Please.

Come on, Pol.

Pol, do something.
Do something anyway.

Don't let me stand like a beast.

My wife is giving birth.
The water has already broken.

Come on in.

Just breathe.

Relaxed, relaxed.

Calm down.

Yes, push, push. Yes...

It will never come. I'm dying.

It doesn't want to get out.
I'm dying.

Push, push.

Congrats.

Bury that in the garden.

- Are you happy?
- Yes.

- And what is it?
- How so?

Yes, what did she get?
How so? A child.

Yes, but is it a
boy or is it a girl?

- What is it? Our child?
- A girl.

Can I already see the child?
Yes of course.

It is just like a little old boy.

Can I hold it for a moment?

Careful, you,
with your bulky hands.

Do you look good, such a child, Eva.
Are you already practicing?

To practice? I?

Yes, just laugh.
It won't last that long.

I don't even have my changes.

You wouldn't say it was
born from a cauliflower.

From a cauliflower?

Shall I peel potatoes?

Yes please.

So are you back again?
As you can see.

Go to your room.
The food is ready within half an hour.

Is there still a lot of digging?

We have to hurry a little
before the meeting.

Another cup of coffee, Emile?
Yes.

Because liberals are always on time.

Hey, Pol. Surely you could have
digged that little bit deeper in?

Which business?
The afterbirth of that child.

Ah, Emile, don't make a point like that. Go
to the garden and bury it a little deeper.

She doesn't want to sleep.

I've always been afraid of it.
Now the time has come.

He threw himself down the stairs.

I thought he would do it in his
room, not at work.

He must have discovered
it from André and me.

He didn't have the
courage to come home.

To face me,
to throw my shame in my face.

I love him after
all these years.

Like a child's not
like the other kids.

He can't die.

It is going to rain.

He can't be sick.

Flu or stomach ache, that's
natural, but something like that.

I love her,
but I never dared say it.

Not even against myself.

When I see her, I see hunger.

I'm so scared she
won't come again.

She doesn't talk to me anymore.

As little as possible.

The best thing is her hand
that is empty. Useless.

Like the hand of someone drowning.

What does she say?

What are you playing with, he asked.

With you, I wanted to say.
But I didn't say it.

That thing there stands up.
It longs for me.

I should throw that
sponge between his legs.

It should be a stone
that hits its thing.

I'm going to throw a rock at him.
Why do I have to save it?

That child of your
wife is not yours.

It is going to rain.

What have I got?
I'm so nervous about him.

She's in the house now, with him alone.

He longs for her,
but he will never say so.

We are performing a
dance, the three of us.

It is the window above.

Here, hold her.

Oh, the laundry.