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I have decided... I'm going to get myself a lover. Exciting.

Have you already chosen someone?

That guy killed his wife.

His wife and her lover. The papers were full of it.

Is it true?

Well? What did Mr Ter Hoyen think?

He thought it needed a bit more cumin. But excellent apart from that.

And he knows I made it? - Yes, yes, of course.

It really was delicious.

And he didn't even try your dessert.

You have to give me more time. - You're not coming back, are you?

With a bit of luck I'll get my coke back...

and that idiot of a dishwasher

got rid of the rat who tipped off the police.

They've suspended me.

I trusted you, Dylan. But there...

once a bastard, always a bastard, eh?

The boss's merchandise.

Keep them here till we organise transportation to England.

Shhh. - We need to go to toilet.

Halil, cops!

What's up, pal? Have a bad dream?

Shhh. - I'll take them downstairs.

Good morning.

How long are they staying?

As long as Kerkhoffs wants, eh?

Goddammit.

We have to share a room here while out there is a bastard ordering us around.

What is the difference with prison?

You should have left me in there.

It was more peaceful in there too.

Yeah, I... I was first.

Good morning.

Yes, go.

FULL UP

What's she going out there for?

To pick some herbs for the omelette. - Honestly...

Hey. Hey.

Don't tread on anything, eh? Let me.

She says it's the nicest garden she has ever seen.

Yes, I understood that.

I feel like I'm 17 again, back in my first boyfriend's room

with my parents knowing nothing about it.

That was that Dieter, wasn't it?

Yeah, that Dieter...

He's a doctor now. - Oh.

Well, Doctor Dieter missed out.

Twice, in fact.

Did you see him again...

after we got married?

No. Well...

After our divorce.

When you abandoned me and Ruben, remember?

I went out with Doctor Dieter for a few months.

Does he work at the same hospital?

Yes.

He also has a private practice. Plastic surgery.

He earns a very good living.

He would sometimes stare at me when I was standing naked in the bathroom.

And he would say: Lynn...

Your breasts, your thighs, your body are really... they are perfect.

He should know, eh?

Except for my nose.

He said it was a manufacturing defect. He wanted to fix it, free of charge.

I think your nose is fantastic.

Do you still see him?

No one is touching my nose.

You know...

darling...

I...

I am never going to make the same mistakes again.

I don't want to lose you and Ruben ever again.

Do you believe me?

So that's why... Well, I thought...

Maybe... we can go and look for...

for an apartment for the three of us?

You want me to run away from home with my child...

to... live with my lover?

Yes.

Come on.

Breakfast.

I'll have a look on a real estate site, see if I can find anything.

Hello, Alain.

Surprise. - Vico. Simon.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have made coffee, bought croissants.

Done some soft-boiled eggs too?

Your Ladyship.

How are you?

Right, Vico. Go on then, tell me why you're here.

I heard the cops were on to you.

No, not at all. - Oh no?

So how come they found those teddy bears?

There was a mole in my team.

Tito. - Tall guy with a beard?

Really? I didn't expect that.

We have dealt with him. - I hope so.

An occupational hazard. These things happen. OK?

Was there something else?

We want girls.

Young ones.

They are in the way.

Why?

Yeah.

Here, you help... over there.

Here.

This...

Be careful, eh?

Right then.

Come in.

What are you doing?

We're alone, aren't we? - Almost.

My dad still talks about your iskender kebab.

I suppose he is expecting a marriage proposal soon?

You don't have to do anything, Halil. There's no hurry.

I'm living here with my son Dennis,

who will require a lot of attention over the next sixteen years.

I'll understand if you think that is asking too much of you.

Or if you have to think about it some more.

You're still young.

Maybe.

But if you've been in prison then...

then you don't feel young anymore.

You mainly think about the time you have wasted.

And Hüulya...

I don't want to waste anymore time.

I... I'm asking you to marry me.

My dad thinks that if I ever marry you and your desserts

I will end up weighing 120 kg.

Maximum 100.

My last two boxes.

And they are for you.

Girolamo Russo. - Their first vintage.

We discovered it together.

"I can smell the slopes of Etna, Laurens."

I wanted to impress my new boss.

You succeeded.

Drinking them alone would be far too painful.

It would be a shame to empty them down the sink, so I thought

she can drink them with her amigos.

Mr Ter Hoyen.

Chef told me you enjoyed my dish.

Last week, iskender kebab? Tomato sauce, lamb...

Yes, it was very nice. - ... and quark.

So you made that dish? - Yes, it was all my own work.

I'm the sous chef.

That isn't what chef told me. He said it was his dish.

If you've ever had enough of working here come and talk to me.

You know where Ter Hoyen is? - No, I don't.

But I'll find it.

Goodnight. Bye-bye.

Is something the matter, Halil?

Your mind seemed to be elsewhere this evening.

Is everything OK with Hüulya? - Everything is fine with Hüulya, chef.

She is honest. On the level.

Doesn't stab people in the back.

See you tomorrow. A full house again? - Full right up.

See you tomorrow.

Bye, Tessa.

The boss said to say thank you.

You can send him an invoice for the costs incurred.

As long as you didn't exploit them too much, the poor things.

I'll go and help them. - Me too.

You can give me a whisky.

We... we are closed.

Yeah, come on, that'll do. Let's go. Let's go.

Come on, go, go, go.

Here you are.

What's the problem?

Stay calm.

Berten. Berten.

Stay here, you.

Dylan...

Go on then. - Come on.

You'll get into trouble like that. - Keep your fucking mouth shut.

Stay here.

You are going to get in the van. Now.

Hey, you bastards, come back.

Scumbags.

I'd have got them if he hadn't stopped me. - Leon would have blown your head off.

And not just yours.

What will they do with that girl? - Maybe they'll take her to England.

They'll put her in a brothel. - You don't know that.

Besides, it's none of our business.

This here, our restaurant, this is our business.

Everything we have built up here. Do you understand? Or don't you?

Berten, you understand, don't you?

You aren't in trouble? - No.

So why are you calling? It's not about Hüulya?

No, it's not about Hüulya.- Good.

She's not the woman for you. - Can I say something too, Sis?

Yes.

The chef from Ter Hoyen was here yesterday.

That's a restaurant with two stars He tried my dish.

Yes, and?

Well... he wants to speak to me.

I think about a job.

That's fantastic news. My brother has been asked to work at a 3-star restaurant.

Two stars, Sis.

Should I do it? - Go for it, Halil.

Yes, but... I'm working with my mates here.

You yourself said Amigos was the place for me.

Friendship is great but it's temporary.

Everything is temporary, Sis.- Halil.

You should think of yourself now and just do it.

Does it still hurt?

What should we have done?

What should we have done?

Called the cops?

Got ourselves shot by those guys? - We should have done one thing.

We should have done what was right. - That's easy to say.

You're the righteous one and I'm the bastard

because I tried to protect Amigos.

Jissy?

We should call a doctor.

She'll be arrested immediately and repatriated.

Christ. Fuck.

Amigos is the first place they will look.

But Rik... - But we won't hand her over.

Everyone is aware of what the consequences may be?

Halil, go and stand by the window.

Mathieu, take her upstairs, give her some clean clothes.

Afterwards we'll take her to the asylum centre.

It's better than her ending up as a prostitute.

She wants to go to England, to her brother in Manchester. That is her dream.

We all have a dream, Berten.

And one person's dream isn't more important than another person's.

Let's make sure we all survive first.

We'll take her to Calais.

To do what? Swim the Channel?

We'll look for a lorry driver and pay him.

We haven't got the money for that. - But we have got Eddy De Neckere.

From Block A.

His dad lives in Zeebrugge. He's got a boat.

And he still owes you one.

Yeah.

They're here.

Jissy?

Rik.

Sorry to disturb you, man,

but I suddenly had an idea for your... for your restaurant

and I wanted to tell you right away.

Didn't I, Elena?

I was lying in bed last night and I woke up and...

you know what it's like, you start thinking...

Do you know what I thought? Working breakfast. How about that for Amigos?

In this backwater that is a... a gap in the market. Isn't it?

What do you think? Coffee, croissant, boiled egg...

and then deal with the business in hand.

Eh, Rik, pal?

We're going to do that now, quickly deal with the business in hand.

My... French associates here have lost a package

and thought it may be here.

There is nothing here, Alain. Certainly nothing belonging to those two bastards.

A cappuccino.

What happened to him? Did he cut himself shaving?

Cut yourself shaving?

I'm going to repeat my question.

Have you got something here that belongs to Vico and Simon?

No, Alain.

Your associates should just go back to the stinking hole they crawled out of.

What did he say? - Nothing. Nothing.

Go on. Go on.

Those gorillas upstairs will tidy up after themselves, eh?

And empty their pockets before they leave.

I don't trust those guys. - Neither do I.

Fuck off, I'm having a piss.

It's like I told you.

Right, it was as I thought, eh?

Now it's not my problem anymore.

Vico, Simon, have a good journey back to France.

Are we going, Alain?

Rik.

You...

England.

Yes.

Right.

Yes?

Hello? - Mr De Neckere?

This is Rik Bossuyt.

From prison.- I know who you are, Rik.

Eddy told me you'd been released.

Yes, that's right. I wanted to ask you something.

You once said to me that if ever you could do anything for me...

Yes, after what you did for our Eddy in prison. Go on, tell me.

Well...

Have you still got that boat?

I'm sure that fucking bitch is still there. She's going to pay dearly for this.

She's not there, we looked. - How do you know?

Shut your mouth.

It's like we thought.

Those French scumbags see everyone who goes in and out of here.

Attack is the best form of defence.

We get our knives and go after them.

Don't be stupid, Berten. As if things aren't bad enough.

Those guys... would shoot us on the spot.

We weren't scared just now.

We were.

Then it would have been legal self-defence.

But now it's murder.

Are we going to rob a depot again?

Saving Jissy would've been a better idea. - Jissy is back. She's upstairs.

Really? - Great, eh?

She was able to get away. She's a right little fighter.

Yes. But those Frenchmen are back too.

Your dad has arranged a boat to England.

All we have to do now is make sure she gets to Zeebrugge

without those Frenchmen noticing.

I've been thinking.

I could create a diversion

but I'll have to check a few things first.

Fine, go ahead.

And if we are going to open later in order not to attract attention... Come on.

Thanks, Dad.

Why didn't you tell that Laurens from Ter Hoyen they were my dishes?

Halil, we've got other things to think about now.

We always have.

Now listen carefully. You are a good sous chef

but still have a lot to learn. I don't want you to get overconfident

and think that everything you try will be good right away.

You still need someone... - To hold my hand?

Well, yes, sometimes.

Where are you going?

To have a piss. Is that OK? Or do you want to hold my dick too?

You were pleased with that compliment from that Laurens, eh?

That has nothing to do with it, Berten.

Yes, what?

Cathy, it's your favourite informer.- Leave me alone, Dylan.

I've got something for you, I really have. - Kerkhoffs?

No, but...- Fuck off then.

Two crooks who work with him. Frenchmen. Called Simon and Vico.

Real hard guys. Pimps or smugglers, I think.

I've got their number plate, you can check it.

Smugglers. They smuggle unreliable bastards like you, or what?

Women.

Girls. Illegal immigrants.

Is that this evening's takings? - Well... Yes.

Plus some from last night.

Right, guys. I'm off.

Dylan...

Are you sure? - Yes.

I'll come with you.

Thanks, Halil, but it's best if I go alone.

Dylan?

Dylan.

Tessa, you mustn't try to stop me.

OK, it is dangerous but I'm doing it for Jissy.

I'm not trying to stop you.

You forgot your keys.

Thank you.

But if you allow yourself to get shot, I will be very cross.

Vico.

Vico!

Cathy? You are there are, aren't you?

Cathy, you are there, eh? Shit.

Christ. Fuck.

OK, OK. - Hurry up.

Oh, fuck. OK.

Don't move.

Hello, you little slut.

She's not there.

She's not there, I tell you. Fuck! Where is she? Where is she?

Who? Who? Who? What?

Where is that girl? - She's gone, disappeared. I don't know.

Where is she? I'll count to three. One, two...

Police! Drop your gun! Drop your gun!

Police. Guns on the ground. Guns on the ground. Police.

On the ground.

Come on. - Stay where you are. Hands in the air.

Everything OK, sir?

You didn't get here a moment too soon, officer. They were trying to carjack me.

Or steal my wine. It's really expensive stuff.

I'll question him.

Good tip.

Anyone happen to have an opener?

I'll treat you to a bottle, guys, you've earned it.

Rik Bossuyt?

Mr De Neckere.

This is Berten.

And this is Jissy. - That is the... lady in question.

I'll make sure nothing happens to her.

I'll let you know when she has arrived safely.

And? Did it work? - Surely you didn't doubt me?

I drove the Frenchmen off the road, called the cops, attempted carjacking...

Simple.

You weren't worried about me, were you?

Guys, can Tessa and I have some privacy, please?

You can open a bottle of champagne. I've earned it.

I'll do it.

Go away then.

Thank you.

Sorry to disturb you. I'd like to have a word with Mr Vastenaken.

This lady is with the police. She took my statement about...

The carjacking. - The carjacking, yes. That's right.

We could always...

You could have phoned, Cathy.

There's an international arrest warrant out for those Frenchmen. They're big fish.

That was a very good tip, Dylan. Thank you.

I wanted to thank you personally. - You're welcome.

I still have to go to the debriefing

but you can come to my place afterwards if you want.

I still have things to do here.

Yeah, yeah. Of course. Drink champagne with the chef's daughter.

Has she got a car?

That is... not funny, Cathy.

Not funny. It's work, OK?

Sorry.

Tomorrow then?

Tomorrow, OK. - OK.

You won't regret it.

That was the cop from my police card.

I had to turn on the charm, you know that.

You phoned her about the carjacking?

I still had her number. Two birds with one stone. See?

Yes, I see. I see it all.

Surely you don't think that she and I...

That was once. For Amigos, in a good cause. Then finished and done with.

Dylan, it's OK, really.

You are just yourself.

And I am...

the chef's daughter. The wine girl.

The girl from work.

I had to do this, Rik.

We all have a lot to make up for, Berten.

You're my mate. - I know, Berten. I know.

NEXT TIME

Mathieu, where has that money gone? - I thought you would know.

Goddammit.

Be honest, no sneaking around, that was the deal.

Oh, fuck.

One for, three against, you don't have the right to vote.

Do you know where Elena is? - Elena?

You treacherous rat, Dylan.

We are not going to stir up that hornets' nest, pal.