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Yes, hi there.

Oh my God, that's Cecilia Castillo.

She's designed buildings everywhere. Recently in Barcelona.

-I hate this job. -Anne.

I can't afford it, Cas. I don't make as much money as you.

My treat?

And some fresh orange juice. You're pampering her.

Shit. Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit. Oh, fuck.

Shit.

There they are, the happy couple.

-Hey, that's hot. -Sexy.

-Hey, I made breakfast on bed. -Nice.

-If you want anything… -Croissant.

Croissant?

-Yes. -There you go.

-And what do I owe this to, darling? -Well, let me tell you.

I've found the perfect house for us.

-Really? -And we have a viewing in an hour.

So if you go and shower, I'll tidy this up.

-Check? -Check.

Modern bathroom, completely finished. Tiptop.

The kitchen is recently refurbished. You can basically move in right away.

-Yes, it's gorgeous. -We have to know soon, of course.

-This apartment is very much in demand. -I can imagine.

-Honey, I think we want it, don't we? -What's the rent?

-1850. -1850? Excluding utilities?

Welcome to Amsterdam.

Honey, I can pay the bigger share. Don't worry.

-I don't want that. -Why not?

I'm not a housewife from the 40s, am I?

-I'll leave you two alone for a second. -That might be a good idea.

Hey, what was that about? It's not all that strange if I pay more, is it?

It doesn't feel good. It'd be as if I were living in your house.

So what do you want to do? I mean, you don't earn enough to pay for this.

-Oh, nice one, thanks. -No, I'm sorry. Honey.

Hello, I just want us to have a nice home.

When you start earning more, you can pay more.

I don't want this.

-Honey… -Sorry, no.

Yes, sorry. The next viewers will be here soon.

-Thank you. Have a nice day. -Yes, thank you very much.

-We'll let you know this week. -Fine.

Wow, so you're moving in together?

What?

Fuck, did I know about this already?

-No, I mean, great. -You knew we were looking, right?

Yes, I'm just happy for you. Moving in together.

Anne, you completely forgot about this.

Daan, I'm with it. Tell me about the house.

-Yes… -It's expensive.

-Daan… -How expensive?

1850 euros.

-Utilities included? -No.

-Exactly. -Jesus.

The housing market sucks.

Our generation will be living with roommates until we're 40

because we can't afford otherwise, in Amsterdam.

-I said I could pay the rent for us. -Yes, Cas, but you are old money.

Will you please shut up, with your giant apartment.

Girl, I got that through an acquaintance. I don't pay the full price.

-I also happen to work very hard, girls. -I do too, darling.

-But I make half what you make. -Honey, I can't help that.

-Never mind. -No, exactly.

You're all set, I see.

Right.

-Anne. -Hey, Oscar.

When I say promotion, what do you say?

-Sorry? -Promotion.

You, Anne Verbeek, Junior Copywriter.

More money, more responsibilities. The future is female.

Oh, please stop it.

I…

-Can I think about it? -Of course.

Let me know. But you know you want it.

Do I?

I'm thinking about quitting.

-Really? -Yes.

It's such a relief to think I can just walk out.

-My contract is about to expire anyway. -Well, then it's simple.

-Just quit. -Yeah, but then again…

The thing is, I'm making decent money now.

I'm finally able to make ends meet again.

So take a job on the side. That earns enough.

Come work at the bar. They're always looking for people and I want to leave.

Yeah, maybe I will.

-But bartending is such hard work. -An…

-I'm spoiled, aren't I? -Yes, a little bit.

-Oh my God. -What?

That Cecilia, from the wedding?

Yes, I'll never forget how my girlfriend transformed into a 12-year-old groupie.

-I can send her my portfolio. -Really?

-Sweetie. -Oh my God.

-That's great. -She must receive thousands of portfolios.

-So what? Yours is the best. -That's sweet.

I totally understand that you want to stay for the money.

-Right? -Of course.

Hello… And I don't see you working as a bartender.

-Well, I easily could. -Sure you could.

-Okay, so what about the house? -Well, I want it.

I think we should do it, but Daan is being so stubborn.

Or you're being stubborn.

Funny you should say that. No, that is not our problem.

Maybe you should listen to her, Cas. Listen to what she has to say.

Listen to the women in your life occasionally.

The women in my life? I do listen, occasionally.

Yeah, but seriously. I think you two are madly in love.

Who cares where you wake up, as long as it's together.

-Sorry. -Okay, love guru.

-Thanks for those words of wisdom. -Yes, you'll receive an invoice by mail.

Two months in a relationship and already an expert in love?

Oh, shut up.

-Have a second? -Of course, Daan.

-Hey, Oscar. -Hey, A-N-N-E.

-Coffee? -No.

Well, out with it.

I heard a new position is opening up.

-A higher one, with more responsibilities. -True.

I wanted to let you know that I'm interested.

Great. We were actually thinking of you.

-Really? -Yes.

-I think you'd be perfect for the job. -Yes.

-It also means putting in more hours. -That's exactly what I want.

-Wow. -And you'll get 50 euros a month more.

I've thought about that promotion.

-Very good, very good, very good. -Yes.

And basically…

I don't really… want it.

Great, Anne, well-formulated.

Sorry?

I don't really feel comfortable here.

I want to focus on where my passion lies: creative writing.

And on my podcast. So I quit.

-Are you serious? -Yes.

Don't say sorry. You don't have to say sorry.

Sorry.

Can I ask why there isn't more money?

You know, Daan, we'd like to pay everyone more…

but we just don't have the money.

We're a small company with big ambitions.

-We just don't get paid much for our work. -Yes.

I hope you understand.

Yes. Yes, of course.

Well, that's a real pity. Isn't it?

-Yes. -It's a real pity, Anne.

This is a rare opportunity you're throwing away here.

Yes, and I'm very grateful for the offer. But it's time for a change.

Okay. No, fair enough. I wish you all the best, Anne.

It's a tough world out there.

I can't believe I actually just quit.

-Oh my God. -This really is the end of an era.

I know, I know.

-Oh, what am I going to do now? -Girl, you're going to live your life.

Just become an established writer. And it was about time.

-Oh, and work at a bar. Will you come by? -Of course.

-Yeah… -What am I to do here without you?

Work?

We'll still see each other. Especially now you're practically married to Teun.

True, but you have to promise me you won't disappear from my life.

I promise.

She's almost here. Everything is ready?

-Yes. -Yes, I'm nervous.

-I really look up to her. -It'll be fine.

-I've never read anything by her. -That compensates.

-Oh, well. -Yeah.

I've really read everything of hers. And that's a lot.

It must be so cool to write a book every year.

-I would hate that. -Yeah?

-Yes. -This way?

Yes, that's it.

-Hanna, hi. -Jip.

-Jip, Hanna, Hanna, Jip. -Yes, I got that.

Yes, okay.

Have a seat.

-You can't be serious. -I am.

-Congratulations. -Yes, more hours, more responsibility.

-And we're having pizza and beer? -They can't offer me more money, though.

-You're kidding. -I was surprised too.

Daan, that's ridiculous.

Listen, you have to demand more money.

Tell them you'll quit if they don't offer more.

-This makes no sense. -It's not that easy.

They don't have the money.

-And I do love my work. -But you have to be paid decently.

-Cas. -What?

Stop it, you're doing it again. You always go on about money and work.

Not everyone is in a position to demand a pay raise or threaten with resignation.

The families I work with are glad to just earn enough to make ends meet.

And you start whining about more money.

Yeah…

Sorry, you're right. Sorry, yes.

Once again, you're right.

You're just so sweet. So sweet.

-You're frighteningly sweet. -And you're a kiss-ass.

-So cool. -And that office was unbelievably huge.

-I have a good feeling about it. -But wasn't her office in the US?

Yes, but also in the Netherlands. They're looking for people everywhere.

This is perfect.

You'll be the Netherland's best architect, I'll write a bestseller.

I'd be jealous of a couple like us.

Let's never let work or money become an issue between us.

I see Cas and Daan falling apart right before my eyes. I don't want that.

Yes.

Oh, spring onions.

-Do you say "pahprika" or "paprika"? -Papriquoa.

I learned that in Colombia. Papriquoa.

So international.

-When is your first day, by the way? -Saturday.

I'm so proud that you're doing this. And I think you'll really like Henk.

You think so? I'm looking forward to it.

I think you'll make a very sexy bartender.

Oh, yeah?

-Hold on. -The papriquoa.

-Oh, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. -Oh, shit.

Wow, babe, come look at this.

-Wow, that's nice. -I know.

It has a balcony. Can you imagine, a balcony?

-And can… Can we afford it? -Yes, it's 1100.

-1100? Seriously? -Yes.

-Holy shit. -Yes.

It's in New West.

-Cas… -No way.

-Sweetie. -Forget it.

Sweetie, come sit down. Love of my life…

-Do you want to live and be with me? -Yes, of course.

And in a relationship you sometimes have to give things up to make it work.

-And to keep the peace. -Yes?

-Yes. -Yes.

So if that's what you want, you'll come with me to take a look at this apartment.

Well done, Daan.

-Ch-ch-check. -Check.

-I'll make an appointment. -Do it.

Yeah… it is pretty cool.

In a few years I'll lie here too.

-Oh, and what will you write about? -Relationships.

Oh, your own? A kind of a trip down memory lane of all your lovers?

No. Well, perhaps.

No, I think fictional relationships.

I've had plenty of relationships that turned out to be fiction.

Oh, not ours. We are real, based on true events memoire material.

Hell, yeah.

-Well, let's see. -Yes. Okay…

-Shit. -Well, take another glass.

-Yeah, sorry. Okay. -Keep it tilted.

-Yes. -Now pull it open in one go.

And slowly crank it back.

-Well… -Well…

That's it, done. Well, except for that.

A natural.

Can you make a cappuccino?

I can give it a try.

-Cas. -Yeah?

-She comes in running. -Did you see the bathroom?

-Isn't that crazy? A fucking rain shower. -It's really nice.

-Really? -Yes, and I've been thinking.

Here, just now?

Contemplating. Reflecting on life.

I've sorted it all out.

Looking at children playing football, an old man stumbling…

I've posed all the questions of life.

-No, sorry, seriously. -And? Yes?

We have to apply for this apartment.

I don't care where I live, as long as it's with you.

Nice one, Cas.

That was very sweet of you. I think that was very well done.

-Very well done? -Yes.

I thought it was pretty good myself.

Ladies, two wines.

-Welcome. -Thanks.

-What can I get for you, ma'am? -I'll have a draught beer.

A draught beer? Watch this.

Impressive.

That girlfriend of yours is good.

Hey, Anne, your shift has ended.

-Beer? -Oh my god, yes.

If they keep going, I'll kick them out.

Thanks.

-How did it go? -Yeah, really well.

I had fun.

Oh Saar, I'm so glad I quit that office job.

-I really feel things will work out now. -I'm proud of you.

-Watch it, okay? -Any word from Cecilia?

-No, not yet. -So exciting.

Yeah, it is.

Hey, Annie. So tell her, where were we and what did we do?

We are in New West, because we just visited our new apartment.

-And it was gorgeous. -Really gorgeous.

-Will you come to our housewarming, Anne? -We hope you will.

-Oh, so cute. -Oh my God.

-They're gonna go through with it. -Yeah, my God.

Hello, Daantje and Casper. I don't really appreciate you emigrating to New West.

It's too far, I'd have to get my passport extended.

-I'll visit you, I love traveling -But are you still coming here?

Oh no, we'll only be here for a couple of hours, you'll never make it.

Well, bye now.

-They're really going through with it. -It's so far away.

But it's nice to see them so in love.

-Hello, does Anne Verbeek work here? -You scared me.

-Hello. -I still have an open tab here.

-Hello, darling. -Hey, girl.

-Two skinny bitches for you. -Hello.

Gee, what a cozy place. Very hetero.

-What can I do you for, guys? -I'd like a beer.

-Yes, me too. -Yeah.

-So, how are you? -Exhausted. Bartending is hard work.

-Oh, darling… -Princess.

Too bad we didn't see you pour draft beer.

I'll be working full-time. You're always welcome.

-Well, cheers. -Cheers.

-Why don't you do that at home? -Take it down a notch.

-You don't have to watch. -It was a joke.

-You can always leave. -Guys, the door is right there.

-Yeah, what? -Take it easy.

-Guys… -Don't make a big deal out of it.

-Time to go. -Seriously?

-Are you closing? -I don't serve homophobes.

-Come on, I was just messing around. -So childish.

-So go mess around somewhere else. -No, I want to stay here.

Will you please go outside? -How much do we owe you?

-40 euros and 50 cents. -Here, for the trouble. Bye, ladies.

-Very kind. -Have fun, girls. Bye now.

Jesus. Well, cheers. To a lovely evening all the same.

-Are you okay? -Yes, of course. Great.

Sorry, I didn't mean to get into an argument.

Don't apologise. They're the ones that should.

-Simple. -Yeah.

Hey, did you hear? Daan and Cas are moving to New West.

-No, you can't be serious. -Yes.

Just me, the girls and gentrification.

Seriously, Saar, if I were to move there we'd have a long-distance relationship.

-Oh my God. -No, thanks.

-You've become such a downtown white girl. -I don't even live downtown.

-I'm just saying. -Do you want to live there?

-No. -Yeah.

Oh, this is the best feeling.

That everything is going to work out.

Can't we do something? A demonstration?

-Oh my God, yes. -That won't help anyway.

If you don't want to, fine.

But you'll be the office that won't support a queer organization.

My God, so many people.