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Okay, where were we?

-How are things with Maya? -Great. Just like three years ago.

And then she cheated on you.

I mean, a divorce, at this point?

You want them to stay together against their will?

Okay, on whose side are you? I'm the victim, okay?

There is nothing better than undisturbed sex before the day has begun.

Hello, Jip? Please pick up your phone?

Okay, great.

Yuck, leave me alone.

-Anne, do you have a moment? -Yes, of course.

I expected the report of those break-out sessions yesterday.

Shit.

Yes, very stupid. I'd started, but then my computer crashed and I hadn't saved it.

Okay. Anne, I would be really disappointed if you were lying to me now.

-I'd like those reports tomorrow. Yes? -Yes.

Can-do mentality. Don't forget. I really believe in you, girl.

I hate this place.

How's your broken heart?

Well, I ran into Timo in the Soho the other day and almost puked.

-Oh, great. -Yes.

-Shouldn't you just start dating again? -Well…

I have a really nice match on Tinder but I don't know what to say to him.

Oh, show me.

Max, I know him. That's Teun. He's a friend of mine.

We studied Dutch together. He's doing a master's in journalism.

-He's a really good cook. -Okay, cute.

-Can I have his number? -Just send him a message on Tinder.

No, An, please. An, it's different through WhatsApp.

Then I can say, I got your number from An and then we can gossip about you.

And then the ice will be broken.

Oh, this is going to be a match made in heaven.

Okay, fine.

Dammit.

You shouldn't force a relationship, I think.

If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Right?

Yes. In your book you also address insecure girls…

Casper: Sorry, on a date with Daantje :) Caro: Haha no I wish!

What do you want to tell them?

You're beautiful, you're gorgeous.

You have to believe it yourself, first of all, but for now just take my word for it.

Jip: Nope

-I wrote a whole book about it. -A powerful message.

Buy it, read it.

Or don't read it and put it on the shelf. After all, I need to earn my living.

No, but most of all, learn from it and embrace yourself.

-Take no shit. -Thank you very much.

Of course…

Yes, wait. Sorry, hold on.

I have the feeling that everyone around us is thinking: Jesus, there they go again.

Well, fuck them, right?

If we want to give this a real chance, then we'll just do that, right?

Yes, I know.

Because I really want to go for it.

-What do you mean? -Like I say.

Exclusive.

No. Jip!

Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?

Don't leave me alone.

Yes. Yes. Everything is nicer with you.

I miss you when you're not there. You're fucking hot.

True. True, true.

-So? -So?

-Do I really have to ask? -Yes, duh.

Jip…

goddess of love,

mistress of sex, horny chick…

Oh guys, a bucket please.

Do you want to be my lesbian life partner?

Sorry, hold on.

How about tomorrow?

Sorry. Yes, what were you saying?

Goddess of sex, lesbian life partner. Anything else?

You're everything I want.

And I'll never cheat on you again. If you won't either.

Okay.

Yes. Yes, I want to be your monogamous lesbian life partner.

Christ…

-Okay, I'm ready to remove it. -I have a match.

Hello. Whoa, she's really pretty.

-Let me see. -No, not for your eyes.

-Kidding. -Bitch.

Okay, done? Ready to remove?

Yes.

Done.

There.

That wasn't that dramatic after all, was it?

Right?

-Hi. -Hi.

-You seems cheery. -Yes. Oh, bread rolls.

Am I forcing a relationship? It's not, right?

-Wait. Take another sip. -I don't think it will be good, but okay.

-Take another sip. -Seriously?

Okay.

-Is it a nice one? -Yes.

-Cute, right? Nice picture, isn't it? -It's okay.

I'm posting it on Insta. -Oh God, my first picture on your Insta.

That's a milestone.

-What are we gonna do today? -I thought we could go to the goat farm.

-The goat farm? -Yes, they have baby goats there.

I didn't think of you as a goat person.

-Do you want to go or not? -Yes, I'd love to.

-Come here. -Oh, this is great.

-Now with me in it. -Oh, look.

Let me see.

-Oh, no. -Yes, that's nice. Send it to me.

-No. Oh my God, come. -Please.

Goats.

Come, come and get it.

-They do step in their own shit. -I don't mind.

Now I need to change.

Okay, go.

-Yes, there it is. -Easy. Easy.

-Yes. -Okay.

If this tower is my life,

I'm this brick that keeps everything standing.

Pretty stable, right?

The next one's on you.

-Sorry to bother you. Maya, right? -Yes.

I've read your book and it really helped me.

-That's so nice to hear. Thanks. -Enjoy your evening.

-Merci. -Thanks.

Okay, guys. Next.

Dammit.

Come on, babe.

-Wow, hello. Nice going, An. -Sorry. Are you okay?

Yeah, sure.

-I'm going to get some beer. -Yes, great.

-What? -Do you have a problem with me?

-What was that just there? -Oh. Yeah, sorry.

Four beers, please.

Hey, everything okay?

I'm fine.

Anne, I know you don't really like it that Jip and I got back together…

Maya, really, it's not about you.

-I'll get it. -What? No, why?

Because I want to?

-I can afford to pay for a round, Maya. -I know, but…

Don't be so fucking arrogant all the time.

-That'll be 10 euro 40. -Yes, pay by card.

Did you have a good time?

Are you angry or…

At me or at Jip? Or what is it?

-Car. -Okay, sorry.

You just have this weird vibe around you.

Sorry. I'm not angry.

Otherwise you'd tell me, right?

Probably not.

Yes, of course. -Okay.

I think you should talk to her.

-What? -Talk to her.

About what?

She's not doing well, you know.

I was talking to her at the bar and she totally flipped out at me.

You can really get into someone's space.

Don't you think she is jealous?

She will come for dinner soon.

Maybe she's just not feeling well. Her parents are getting divorced.

Oh, that explains all her relationship issues.

-Maya. -What?

-Is it any good? -Really inspirational.

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.

It teaches me a lot about making choices and saying no when it's necessary.

There's also a very interesting chapter about communication.

Car.

-What's the matter? -Nothing.

What?

Okay, An, you're a grownup woman and you can solve this.

No hot water in boiler…

This day can't get any worse.

Annie, Annie, Annie, Annie.

-Anne. -Hey, Oscar.

-I'm going to give you some tough love. -Okay.

This is just very bad. I think you just typed this in half an hour.

-Oh, no, I… -I don't like your work attitude, Anne.

And that's really a pity, because I do think you do have it in you

to be a very capable and strong working woman.

But something has to change, because you forget assignments,

you show up late, you don't show any interest in your work.

Oh, I'm sorry if that's how I come across.

I know I'm being a bit harsh right now.

But if something doesn't change soon, I don't know if I can renew your contract.

You understand?

-How do you think it's going? -Well…

I understand your point about coming in late.

I'm definitely going to work on that, but…

Good. I'm glad to hear it. Then I'd say, let's go back to work.

Actually, I wasn't finished yet.

It may seem that I'm not showing interest,

but that's partly because the work doesn't challenge me.

Sometimes I get the idea that my male colleagues get all the interesting work

and there is little attention to what I have to say.

And that even in an evaluation I don't get the chance to tell my side.

And that I'm made to sit on a ball designed to make me feel subordinated.

And I'm underpaid in a company that I think has plenty of money to pay me more.

And calling my function a traineeship is no excuse to pay me less than my colleague

who is junior copywriter, but does exactly the same work as me.

Did I really say all that?

Look, Anne, let me be very clear with you.

You just finished university and have been working here for a few months.

I understand you're trying to make a kind of feminist point here. Power to you.

But you're new in this business, okay? And this is the grown-up world.

You begin at the bottom and slowly climb your way up. That's just how it works.

And I really believe in you. I'm willing to give you more responsibility.

But first you have to do your best.

Yes?

Or was there anything else?

That you're a dick.

-No. -Okay, great. Back to work.

He said I had to change my attitude if I wanted a contract extension.

-Jesus… -Sometimes I hate being a woman.

-An, this could also have happened to me. -No, Max, really. That's just not true.

Oh, I hate this work.

Sorry.

-I can't do anything right. -Don't worry about it.

-He doesn't know what he's doing either. -Well, he knows how to make me feel bad.

An.

Anne.

This is just a starting point, okay?

After this you can do what you really like.

I know.

-Who is it? -Oh, Teun.

-Really? -Yes, we're texting non-stop.

Yes, I've lost him as well.

Chill.

Jippie did you see this?

-Hey, babe. -What were you doing with Janna?

What?

We just ran into each other.

-What is this private detective photo? -Looks like you were having a good time.

What do you want me to do? Should I just ignore her?

Is that what you want? I just ran into her.

-How can I be sure of that? -You're my love and you should trust me.

She's Anne's ex as well, you know. Freakin' Janna, of all people? Seriously?

I don't want anything from Janna.

Nothing happened, okay?

-Really. -Okay.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Jip…

If we're going to give it a try, we really have to trust each other.

-Okay? -I know.

-Okay? -Yeah. Yeah.

-Yes, it must be repaired. -Yes, I think so too.

But this is not my responsibility. I can give you the number of a good plumber.

-Do you mean I have to pay for it myself? -Yes, I'm afraid so.

And it won't be cheap.

Can't just one thing in my life go well?

Unless you have a handy father. Or mother, of course.

Are you hearing me? These are all things that you can do something about.

Oh, tell me, how can I prevent my parents' divorce?

Jesus, you know what I mean. Get your shit together. This jealousy doesn't suit you.

I don't want to be jealous. Dammit.

Sorry.

Sorry, I… I don't know.

Yes, maybe I am jealous, and I hate that about myself,

and that only makes me feel worse.

And I also have the feeling I'm losing you,

while I need you more than ever right now.

You know you can always tell me everything, right?

I'm sorry if you have the feeling that you can't talk to me anymore, An.

If you don't say anything,

you can't expect everyone to understand the way you feel.

Sorry.

-And about Maya… -No, stop.

It's really embarrassing. I really am jealous, I think.

That's what Maya thought as well.

But why?

Just that you have a nice relationship, and Maya is so successful with her book

and you are making money with what you like,

with radio and everything, and I don't.

-Sorry, it's so embarrassing. -No, I understand.

Have you ever even opened up Maya's book?

No.

Because if you read it, you'll understand her better.

It's about the exact same shit you're dealing with.

But it's also about how to deal with all of this when you're bi-cultural.

And how you make career choices.

Maya didn't even go to college, you know. She just works fucking hard.

Yes. No, you're absolutely right. I'll read it.

-Yes, I sincerely think it can help you. -Yes.

-Sorry, Jippie. -It's okay.

And I really want you to be happy, but I'm just not feeling very well.

I know. I know, and it's okay. I…

-I was caught up with Maya… -No, stop it, really.

Well, now we're even.

Right? Done, no more stupid shit.

I love you, An.

And I love you.

-Is the snackbar gone? -I thought it was over there.

-Hey, Maya. -Hi!

-Hey, babe. -Hello.

-We're on the guest list. -No, really?

-Hi. -Hi. Name?

Anne plus two. Anne Verbeek.

-Anne plus two. Yes, come on through. -Thanks.

-Where's Caro? -Not tonight.

-Come on. -Is that really something people do?

-Yes. -I'm not going to.

-I hope not. -No.

Are you drunk?

-An. -Hey.

Sure, go to a lesbian party and you run into all your exes.

-Look at that, two exes together. -Oh yeah.

Okay, check. I'm going again.

Okay…

get your shit together, An.

Hey, dad.

Well, I have all these bills that I can't pay.

And I have to get my boiler repaired, but my landlord won't pay for it.

And I'm really broke, and at work it's not going well either…

and you and Mom…

I've suddenly become such a bitch, Dad, and I…

I just don't know anymore.

Thank God you don't always have to do everything by yourself.

Ah, there she is. Lies.

Jos, let's keep it nice this weekend, okay?

So, how's it going here?

-Fine. -It's fun.

-Just sit down, Annie. -No, I'm not twelve anymore.

Come on.

Oh my God. Okay. Oh my God, I feel like Hugh Grant in Notting Hill.