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This is it, guys. Holland's Hope.

Fokke.

There's only one way out. -Matthias.

If we want to stay in business, we're going to need Fokke.

I don't want anyone to get out. Not a single step.

You could have told me you had such a beautiful wife.

Do you think you'll like it here? I mean, there's not much to do.

'Healing in the polder.' Here you have your first victim, to practice.

Where are the Yugos? -I don't know.

That was wonderful just now.

I don't know what you were doing, but I almost came.

What a nightmare. -That's the problem with those Slavs.

They'll listen to no one. Yes, to Sasha.

Can't you call him? -I'd rather not.

I'm fed up, Matthias. I want those guys off my land.

And I'm the boss, right? I run this operation.

I decide what happens on my land, right?

It's true, it's really true a mo-me-magician

he also taught it to me

Stop, you're scaring me.

Yes, come on, come on.

Happy here?

Almost.

Stay here?

No, a little lower.

Here...

I love the smell of fresh coffee. -Dad, I want the attic.

What's wrong with my old room? With all those nice Zappa posters.

I've never even heard of it.

I think I should get the attic. -Lara, you have a huge room.

It's my attic.

Yes, very nice, and noisy. It's like a zoo.

My girls.

So do you have plans with the attic? -Yes, I sure do.

I'm going riding and I'll sleep in the stable.

Morning, Lara.

Good morning. -Good morning. I'll be upstairs.

That's nice. But I'm actually here for the master of the house.

Yes, that's me. Or I will be after I've been to the notary's to sign.

Ah, a fellow land owner. Congratulations.

Yes. Pep, will you watch Flipje?

Dad. -No, Pep.

Dad -No, absolutely not.

So Machteld doesn't know yet. -I wouldn't know how to explain this.

Any idea how you're going to do it? The cutting and packaging.

What do you mean? -How will you keep it a secret?

Sasha won't be prepared to wait.

When does he want to come?

Now.

Now?

Say, shouldn't we go away for a few days?

Before the children have to go to school again.

Where did you want to go? We're in the middle of nature.

The girls love it here. -Just to get away.

Darling, after you sign we have work to do.

Yes, I just thought... -What?

We have so much to do at Holland's Hope.

Starting with my attic. -Your attic?

Yes, my attic.

Bye.

Welcome. -Yes, your masseuse.

My masseuse. Nice.

Come.

So beautiful... -isn't it'? And everything is original.

It's fallen into degradation here and there but oh well, that just gives it character.

A polished facade is wonderful, but the main thing is that it's warm inside.

Come in.

Bank accounts nil, liquid assets nil...

securities and saving accounts nil. And then those debts.

I wouldn't do it. It's noble, but I wouldn't do it.

I can't walk away from it. It's my inheritance.

People often refuse their inheritance. It happens every day. It's no big deal.

To be honest, Mr Augustinus, I wouldn't advise anyone to take this on.

No one makes any profit here. They haven't for years.

I don't understand how the farmers even survive. There's no money in it.

Well, I'm afraid I'm stuck with it now.

Do you feel this? Does it feel warm?

I haven't smoked pot in twenty years. -I don't do it that often either.

I thought... I don't really know what I thought.

Alright. Well, I hope it worked.

It did for me.

Say something. -Okay.

Okay? -No, this is not okay, at all.

Sorry.

No, I'm sorry. I was sitting right on top of you.

Machteld. Please, listen.

Machteld, sorry.

Sorry, I thought I was picking up signals...

I'm sorry. -it's all my fault. I'm sorry.

I have to pay you. -That's okay, Fokke's across the street.

Sorry. -Really, Anne, I'm totally fine with it.

How much will our old house bring in? I think we can forget the surplus value.

Are you okay? -Yes.

So, it's ready. Noodles, fu Yong hai, chumi-chumi, I give you hot sauce.

Sorry.

Fu Yong hai.

Come on, your favourite.

Keep it.

Pep, I know you want to take part, but you've seen more than is good for you.

It doesn't impress me.

Pepijn, I'm not going to make it worse for you by asking for it.

We're going back to doing what we do, back to our life.

Yes? -Yes.

Sasha, I'm not ready yet. You should have warned me.

No, please. My family.

Come later, come tomorrow, come the day after tomorrow. I'll make sure...

No, that's great.

It's his wife.

I think these are Bulgarians. Even cheaper than Poles.

Do you know how to do stucco? Stuccowork?

Machteld, I'll do the attic myself. Please, go inside.

You'll do the attic yourself?

We'll hire the Bulgarians and pay them under the table.

Get back inside, guys.

Great, terrific.

Nice, Fok.

Please.

Pepijn, take that thing off.

You wanted to take part, right? -Now, I can?

I have to get everybody out of here by tomorrow. They're coming for the shit.

The shit? -Yes, the shit.

What do we tell Mom? - I'll take care of Mom.

I just have to know if I can rely on you to keep them there as long as possible.

Can I count on you? -Yes.

Really? -Dad, I'll take care of this.

Machteld.

Would you... I just want... -What is it?

I have a bit of a problem with time.

Our real estate agent called. We have to move our things out.

But I have to be here for the notary and the land.

Irrigating, spraying. - Fine, I'll go.

Yes? -Yes.

Can Pepijn and Lara go with you? -Fokke.

Sorry. -Yes. Jesus.

Now just go back to what you were doing.

What are you doing? -You also need a child's seat here.

I don't mind doing it all by myself, but I can't have Flipje there as well.

No? -I really don't agree with it, okay?

Duly noted, Lara.

Bye, sweetheart.

Bye, darling.

Be nice to Willem, alright? -His name is Polleke.

Of course, how silly of me. Polleke.

Daddy is going outside for a second. I'll be right back.

Bye.

Everything alright? -Yes.

It shouldn't be any problem. Your old man never had any either.

It'll be clone in no time. -How long had he been doing it?

Oh, years.

Yes, old Augustinus made a lot of money.

Then how come Holland's Hope is in the red?

Is it? Well, I don't know what he did with it either.

Alright, my work is done.

What? Where are you going? -Bert will take over from here.

Good luck with it.

What's that smell?

Little little sheep do you have white wool

yes boss, yes boss ten bags full

Test, test test.

Welcome in the Netherlands, ladies.

What the fuck?

What is this? -Holland's Hope.

Holland's Hope? Like the farm? -Yes.

Ideal for outdoor growing. it just grows among the corn.

Among the corn? -Same degree of humidity.

Also during wet summers. High fungus resistancy, takes eight weeks to flower.

Fucking high margin per plant. -That grandpa of yours did okay.

Yes, crazy, isn't it?

I inherited a fucking Taunus. -What the fuck is a Taunus?

A car. -A car?

Grandpa was cool, absolutely.

I wish I had a grandpa like that.

What's your name? Tell me your name.

We don't do that here.

In a green green land full of turnips

two hares were sitting very smartly

one was blowing on a flute

and the other beat the drum

suddenly a hunter approached

and he shot...

That's lovely. You're really good at drawing horses.

Shall I help you? What shall I draw?

A hen. -A hen?

Watch her.

Not a good idea, wearing a transmitter to a drug deal.

Filippa. -Don't worry, she's right there.

What did you say before? Cutting, picking and it's over.

Look at my head. You can't just bash someone's skull in. It's unprofessional.

And who were those women? Were they prostitutes?

Is this safe, Sasha?

He wants to run a serious business, without any hassle.

This isn't normal.

Listen, we're going to do this my way, or sooner or later we'll all be arrested.

If you don't mind, I'm going upstairs.

Filippa?

How much did you get? -Nothing yet.

What do you mean, nothing?

You have to think big, G. That trailer trash wanted more.

So I gave them the bud as a sample. Now they want to talk about the rest.

They want everything? -Everything.

Pepijn, do you call that helping? Hey, Jason.

What shall we do with your racetrack? Do you still play with it, Jason?

Jesus. - No.

Technic Lego. -No, thank you.

Pep, two seconds, then come inside.

We're going to handle this professionally.

Absolutely.

Pepijn.

Filippa.

I'll do it. It's my problem.

Bert.

Two apple pancakes, here you go.

And two glasses of chocolate milk.

Good, right? Public place, lots of people. Who'd rip anyone off in a place like this?

Trailer trash alert, two o'clock.

Eight for you, moron.

No one's going to shoot, understand? -Your father wouldn't have allowed this.

You don't even know him. -Your father and me were like this.

I'm telling you, he'd never have let this happen.

Dammit, I should have been getting laid in the fields now.

A pancake restaurant? -Yes, man.

Gentlemen. -No thanks, sweetheart.

A consumption is mandatory. -In that case, two chocolate milk.

One moment.

Where is it? -Not here.

Can I see the cash?

Left.

From the centre. Left from the centre.

Dammit.

Left.

They're nice buds. Especially for outdoor weed. What is it?

Holland's Hope. -Holland's Hope? Dutch Passion. Nice.

Why don't you use a shovel? -Do you grow it yourself?

Nice job. No mould. Really well done.

Do you do it in the region?

Holland's Hope, if you have any more...

We're fucking bosses, pal.

Heigh-ho, little horse.

Go around that way and make an outflanking movement towards me.

And don't shoot, whatever happens.

Flipje.

Stop it, you're making me nervous. There's no one here.

Why don't you call your mother? -To come pick me up from a dope deal?

Hey, fuck it. Come, let's go.

Jesus.

Daddy. -Jesus, Flipje.

Piss off, assholes.

No, not my shoes.

You stay here.

My father is a magician it's strange but true

he also taught it to me

...and all comes to a stop

What happened? Mom.

A scooter accident. -Yeah, right. Where are your shoes?

How much?

Your iPod.

Daddy's here.

Dimitri, what are you doing here? You need help.

So do you. -Professional help, I mean.

I understand. And I'm open to it, Fokke.

Fokke.

Help me, Fokke. I need your help. I'm almost there.

Get off my land.

Okay?

Can you do something for me? -Yes, come.

No. -What?

Dig a hole.

In Holland there's a house

in Holland there's a house

In Holland there's...

a house yeah-yeah

you don't need to tell us again

you don't need to tell us again

you don't need to tell us again

I want the same deal as my father.

Not a penny less.

Matthias, I...

I... I'm exhausted.

Yes.

I didn't think you...

I'll talk to you later.

Come, go to Mommy.

Hey, sweetheart.

Hey, you're much too early. -Jesus, Fokke, what happened?

Oh, just an accident.

Pepijn? -Accident.

Accident? -Yes.

I can't leave you alone for one day. You're so clumsy, darling.

Why didn't you call me to come home? -And Pep?

That's a similar case. He had a scooter accident with Jason.

With Jason? I thought you'd help Mom. -I guess not. I did everything by myself.

No scooter of your own for the time being.

Machteld, this is... -Irina.

Irina. And Irina watched Filippa for a little while after I fell down.

Irina is a nanny someone recommended.

I'll be right back.

Forget it. Then I'll just take the Taunus. It's mine anyway.

Great, then I'll go with you.

In any case, we finally have some quiet here.

So we can start on your attic, right?

Yes.

Next time

Hey, nice piece of ass. -Yes, does it still pass muster? Jesus.

Jesus?

Sasha,enough.

Let's go back to the moment...

...you first realized your father was Vladimir Putin.