All language subtitles for Amigos.S01E09.1080p.WEB-DL.DD+2.0.H.264-SbR_track3_eng

PREVIOUSLY IN AMIGO'S

I'll have a look on a real estate site.

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

I will end up weighing 120 kg.

That guy killed his wife.

It was 20 years ago, Machteld.
That was a different Berten.

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

Now listen carefully. You are a good
sous chef but still have a lot to learn.

Nice kid.

He is at boarding school.
I only see him Sundays.

My French associates here have lost
a package and thought it may be here.

There is nothing here.

One, two...

Everything OK?
- They were trying to carjack me.

Good tip.

Dylan, it's OK, really.
You are just yourself.

And I am...
the chef's daughter.

The wine girl. The girl from work.

The birds haven't touched them.

You did a good job.

Look at this.

Berten...

that is the best radish I've ever tasted.

Yes.

Yes. Unfortunately we are full up
Tuesday evening, sir.

But I do have room next week Thursday.

FIRST HARVEST

A table for four has become available.

That's fine. In what name, sir?

The boss would like to speak to the chef.

Alain.

Do you know where Elena is?
- Elena?

I've no idea where she is. Why?

She wasn't at her apartment this morning.

All her cupboards are empty.
No note, no text message, nothing.

Why do you think she is here?
- You chat to her now and then.

She gave you my address, didn't she?

Maybe you shared other secrets?
- I haven't seen Elena.

Guys, have any of you?

Sorry, Alain.

Maybe she went to see her son.
- Stephan?

He's at boarding school in Brussels,
isn't he?

She went and fetched him from school.

I told the headmaster of
that fucking school

that Stephan could only be collected
by me or Leon

and not by his whore of a mother.
Goddammit.

The teacher on duty let him go.
They got in a taxi and drove off

and there's been nothing since.

Look, Alain, we know nothing about it.

If you want to search the house,
go ahead.

No, that won't be necessary.

Rik...

I know you and I have fallen out
but... Elena is different.

If you see her or hear from her, call me.
Call me right away, OK?

I promise, Alain. Guys?
- You can be sure we will, Mr Kerkhoffs.

Have we got your number, Mr Kerkhoffs?

That is my number.
- Right.

You need to learn to keep your mouth shut.
- Yeah.

I mean it, guys.
If anyone sees her, call him.

We're not getting our fingers burnt
for that Elena. Do you hear me?

Do you mean
Elena who saved Jissy in the toilet?

Do you mean that Elena?
- Yes, Berten.

I know Alain. This is personal.
And we're staying out of it.

Chef, sorry, but I have to go.
It's my sister's birthday.

I did tell you.
- Have you got her a present?

Haven't thought about it yet.
I'll buy one on the way.

Here.

That's not necessary, chef.
- Buy her some flowers from the amigos.

Thanks, chef.
- Yeah.

A phone call from my lover...

Hello, darling.

Are you sitting down?
- No.

Sit down then.

OK, I am.
- I've found us an apartment.

For the three of us?- Yes, it's great.

A colleague's brother is
a real estate agent.

We can go and look first,
before anyone else.

It's a really lovely apartment.
And affordable.

And it's on the ground floor.
We'd have a garden for Ruben.

Wow, Lynn...

I've arranged to go and look
tomorrow morning. At half past seven.

We will have to decide on the spot
if we want it or not

because other people are coming
half an hour later.

OK.

I'll bring Ruben with me.
I thought he needs to like it too, eh?

Then we can take him
to school together afterwards.

Yes. I'll be there.
- He will be so proud.

His parents dropping him off at school
together for the first time.

I'll pack my case this evening, darling.
- Hey, not so fast.

We'll take a look first.

I love you, Lynn. I...
I love you so much.

The only thing...

The only thing you have to do is
make sure you are there in time, Mathieu.

And I'll do the rest.
- Half past seven. OK.

I suppose you are no longer suspended?

No.
My bosses are in a very good mood.

After catching those two Frenchmen
they think I'm wonderful again.

Have they spilled the beans on Kerkhoffs?

This is my only free morning.
I don't feel like talking about work.

OK.

I understand. Bye.

Dylan?

Hey, what's the matter?

I handed you those two Frenchmen
on a plate

and you don't want to talk
about your work.

OK. They've started talking.
About Kerkhoffs.

We are really close to arresting him
for human trafficking.

And that is all thanks to you.

Come on.

Hey.
- Do you know what, Cathy? Not today.

I've got an upset stomach.
I'll call you.

Bastard!

Drink-driving checkpoint.
Your papers, please.

We need to have a chat, Mrs Cop.

What's going on between you and Dylan?
- Dylan?

Yes, Dylan.
The athlete in his worn-out track suit

you were just licking.
- We met last week

during an intervention.
- Last week?

And you are?
- You know who I am.

I served you at Amigos.

I don't think so. You're mistaken.
- Madam...

Do all the thieves you arrest
lie as badly as you do?

If they do,
your job is very easy.

Listen, miss...
- My name is Tessa.

OK, Tessa.

If you really want to know,
yes, I've known Dylan for a while.

In fact, I was the one who arrested him.

When he came out of prison
I called him to check everything was OK.

Dylan called me last week himself

to ask if I wanted to arrest those two
Frenchmen. Anything else you want to know?

Yes, there is. Do you sleep with
all the men you arrest?

Get out of the way.

You're late.

That's an old shirt, Halil.
And the collar of your suit is worn out.

I ironed everything.
- You can't go to an interview like that.

And what's with those shoes?

Come on, we're already late.
- We?

Won't they miss you at Amigos?

Phhh... no.
Chef likes working on his own.

How is Tessa?

Fine. She's fine.

Right...

One thing, and I'm saying this with
all due respect for your restaurant,

we work on a totally different level here.

My brother wants to work
on a different level.

Here at Ter Hoyen
everyone has their place.

We have a fish chef,
we have a roast chef,

we have a sauce chef.

We are a brigade kitchen
battling 300 days a year.

In fact, everyone here is a specialist.

Do you understand? An artist.

An artist.
Are you interested in art, Halil?

You know, Mr Haegeman,
I think we are all artists.

I see my sister bringing up two children,

how she keeps her household running.

How she looks after her little brother.

My sister is the greatest artist
in my eyes.

And, Mr Haegeman,
I'm sure your wife,

who looks after your children while
you spend 300 days on the battlefield,

is also a great artist.

Right, Halil, I'm going to use you
as the sauce chef's commis.

Great, I like doing sauces.
- And how much will my brother earn?

Halil had been thinking of more than that.
At least 20 per cent more.

He's still young.
And as a commis here he will...

My brother has experience.
- I don't make exceptions.

I have a wife and child to look after.

Right, OK, fine. 10 per cent more.

How much time do you need?
- None.

I can start tomorrow evening.
- Fine.

I'll see you tomorrow evening.

A wife and child to look after?

Tell me it's not true.
- It is true.

Halil.
- Sis, you told me to grow up,

to act responsibly.
And that's what I'm doing.

You no longer have to look after me.

Look, I've got a good job,
a good wage and a wife.

She's got a child, Halil.
- And I've been to prison.

Hüulya and I take each other as we come.

Have you said anything
to your colleagues yet?

You told me to go for it.

But you can't just abandon them
from one day to the next.

They are your mates.
- Are they loyal?

I don't know.

Colleagues, yes, but... real mates?

Halil, if they aren't your mates,
then who is?

Come on then, come on.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck. Fuck.

Guys?

Elena.

What are you doing here?
- I've got jewellery.

For boat man to England,
like girl in toilet.

Alain has been here already.

You have to help us.

This should be enough.

Elena, we can't help you.

If you go back to Alain now,
I know he'll forgive you.

He was standing here
holding back his tears. Wasn't he?

He takes good care of you and Stephan, eh?
- I'm property, Alain. Slave.

I'm wh...

Alain is cruel man. You know that.

You know that, Rik.

I have more.

Look. For you.

Elena, you haven't been here.
We haven't seen you.

I won't call Alain but you have to go.
Right now.

Come on, Dad. We can help her.
- Please, don't interfere.

I work here so I will interfere.
- Tessa...

I think we should take a vote.

I agree, Tessa.

All those who want to help Elena
and Stephan, raise their hand.

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

Dylan, raise your hand.

Sorry.
- OK, then we'll wait for Halil.

Elena, I won't call Alain
but you have to go now.

Come on.

And you are going to damn well
listen to me for once.

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

Sorry.

Look, your dad did what he had to do.

If Elena...
- You can be quiet, you are...

I'm what?

That's far too soon, Berten.
It won't be fresh anymore later.

There. OK?

And this... isn't fresh anymore either.
There you go.

It is between Elena and Alain.
We are not going to interfere.

It's not like she did a lot for us, is it?

Not cooked enough,
not seasoned enough,

didn't work on our damn nerves enough.
Or had you forgotten?

So young Stephan has to pay for that?

We all have to fight for
our spot in the sun.

It isn't easy for any of us. It isn't.

Which is why we will only
think of ourselves from now on.

That's not what I'm saying.

Crazy old man, damn him.

Chef, can I speak to you
after closing time?

Tell me now.
- No, no, service first.

It's Berten.

Here. Freshly cooked.

Oops, hot? Eh?

I contacted the man with the boat.

He'll take you two across.

And here, this is for you too.
It is.

You'll need that in England. Go on.

Berten, you good man.
- No.

Yes.
- Right.

Ma... Machteld?

I'm not happy, Berten.
I'm really not happy.

I know I should have told you
what I'd done but...

I wanted to tell you but everyone...
- I'm not talking about that.

You didn't come to collect your order.

Your seeds.
For the purple top Milan.

My... my what?

Your turnips, Berten.
Now is the time to sow them.

You shouldn't wait until summer is over.

But... it's only a little packet of seeds.

So? Am I going to be stuck
with your order?

Every time I see that purple top Milan
I think:

Surely that's not going to be left here?

You know what there is a danger of?
- No.

It being too late.
The moment having gone.

And then what do we do?
- Right.

You have to sow them now.

So you think it's still possible?

Yes, I think it's still possible.

Shall I come and collect them
first thing tomorrow morning?

Please, Berten. Yes, please.

Right, see you tomorrow then.

First thing.

Rik? Did you take some money
out of the till?

Yes, that thirty euros for
Halil's sister's present. Why?

There's nothing left in it.

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

Come on. Stop the drivel.

I haven't touched it.
I was the one who discovered it.

That's a bit obvious.
Pretending to discover it...

Hey, car thief. Maybe you did it.

Why would I steal it, Rik?
- I don't know.

To pay the deposit on that apartment
you are going to rent with Lynn?

What?

I was going to tell you.
- When?

I bet your case is already packed.
We're your mates, remember.

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

I think Dylan is absolutely right.

Thank you.
- Which is why he himself is now

going to be absolutely honest
with his mates. Eh, Dylan?

About you being in a relationship
with a cop for months.

The one who arrested him.
- Are you having sex with a guy from POSA?

No.
- No, that was a lie too.

No, the cop from that police card,
Cathy Liebaert.

She helped him
by arresting those Frenchmen.

She says they've known each other
for years. And when he goes jogging

he goes to see his Cathy.
- She's not my Cathy.

Dylan, tell me it's not true.
- It's not true.

I'm not in a relationship with this Cathy.
She won't leave me alone. What can I do?

Dammit, Dylan. Are you now telling
the cops all about us?

No, it's just for the sex.
- You treacherous rat, Dylan.

What did you tell her about us? What?
About that robbery?

No. Nothing. If I had
she would have arrested us ages ago.

What's going on?
- Dylan is having sex with a cop.

And the till is empty.

Yes. I took the money out of the till.

What? Why?
- It's none of your business, Rik.

I'll pay you back.
- Yes, but...

Berten, honestly,
this is a limited company.

You can't just take money out of the till.

That's right, Rik.

Or talk to the cops.
- Leave him alone.

Halil is the only one here
who is loyal to the amigos.

You should follow his example.
All of you.

Rik.

Are you already open or are we too early?

No, no, we're open.

The waiter will show you to your table.
Come in.

The cops know nothing, Rik. Nothing.
- I hope so for your sake, you rat.

You can clean that up yourself.

Oh, fuck. It's my wife.

Hi, darling.

Sorry, but... I'm not going to make it
this evening, darling.

I've... There's a problem here.
A problem with a shipment.

A member of staff left suddenly.

Without giving notice. It's a fucking
nuisance. A fucking nuisance.

Sorry, darling.

Eh? But I'll be there tomorrow.

Yes, in time.

OK. Darling...

We've got men in Zeebrugge,
in Dunkirk and in Calais.

She's not going to make it onto a ferry.
- And the taxis?

I've called everywhere in Zeebrugge,
can't find her taxi.

No one knows anything about a pick-up
from our place or a trip to Brussels.

Elena isn't stupid.

Fuck.

I'm going to have dinner.

You stay here. And keep phoning around
until you know where she is.

Good evening, Mr Kerkhoffs.
Are you dining alone?

What are those people doing at my table?
- Did you book?

We're full up.

Give me some food.

What?

Kerkhoffs is here, he wants food.

Judging by his mood,
he hasn't found Elena yet.

Is he alone?
- Yes.

Sole twice for table four, rat.

There you are.

Do you know why I didn't raise my hand
for Elena?

Because those two French crooks
are talking.

The cops are close to arresting Kerkhoffs
for human trafficking

and some other stuff. Then Elena will
be free to do whatever she likes.

That's why.

Be quiet. And come straight back.

You don't have to think.
I'll think for you.

You stay there till I say so, OK?
Yes.

I'll call you back.

Hey, this is private here.

No admittance.
You've no business being here.

I heard someone scream.

That's the neighbours' peacock.
It screams all evening.

Go back to the car park.
- That wasn't a peacock.

It was a peacock. You can hear it
from miles away. Go on, go back.

What is that for?
- Move aside.

I tell you that wasn't a peacock.
- It was. It was a peacock.

Peacocks scream.
It even says so in the Bible.

The Garden of Eden had peacocks.

Eve couldn't hear when Adam said:
Don't eat the apple...

Shut your mouth and
go back to your saucepans.

I'm telling you this is private.
Do you hear me? Private.

That means you're not allowed to be here.

Berten?

Berten...

No. No, no, no, no...

Berten? No, no, no, no...

No...

Boss? You need to come around the back
to the garden.

Why?

Don't do it, Rik.

This scumbag of yours has murdered Berten.

Goddamn him!

Rik?

Don't do something stupid, OK? Think.

Do you know when I did do
something stupid, Alain?

The moment I didn't snitch on you.
That was really stupid.

No, Rik, that wasn't stupid.
- It was.

I sacrificed everything at that moment.

My family. I sacrificed my daughter.
All for you.

Rik...

not for me. For yourself. Eh?

For the Rik who would rather die
than snitch.

Well, that Rik would like nothing better
than for this bastard here to die.

Why do you destroy everything
you get your hands on, Alain?

What do you care about our restaurant?

You, who earns a fortune
with all your crooked dealings.

Dad!

Don't do it.

Get out of here, Alain.
I don't want to see you here anymore.

OK.

Christ.

Fuck.

Where is chef?

Hey, Tessa, what's the matter?

We have to call the police, Dylan.
We have to call them now.

We're not calling them.
- What?

We're not calling them.
- What has happened?

It smells of burning in the restaurant.
- Open the window.

Where is Berten?

The desserts first, OK?

Where is Berten?
- Did you hear me? The desserts first.

Goodnight and thank you for coming.

Goddammit, Berten.

Why...

Why that meat hammer?

Honestly, Berten. Surely not
because Leon stood on your leeks?

He did it for us.

This morning Berten fetched us from
bus stop. Promised to take us to England.

He... protected us from Leon.

He... called boat man and...

gave me money.

Honestly, Berten.

Three against one, eh?

That is the result.

It shouldn't have happened.

I'll drive her to Zeebrugge.

Hi.
- Hello, Rik.

This isn't going to become a habit, is it?

It's the last time. I promise.
Did you agree a price with Berten?

I'll do it for you one more time.
No charge.

Thank you.

No, you'll need it.

Give my regards to Berten.

Well? Are you going
to help me sail it? Eh?

Come here. Up you come.

Here.
- Got them.

Right, good luck.

Come on.

And now?

Have a good trip, brother.

It's a good vintage, Berten.

Good luck, mate.

We thought about putting you
in the fridge but...

I think you're fine here.

Close to your vegetable garden,
close to the amigos.

I'm going to stay here for a while, mate.
Is that OK?

I'm going to stay here for a while.

Goddammit.

Shit!

I don't want to drive home alone.

OK.

Where's Dad?

Is your husband coming? Or...
- Is it time to go to school, Mum?

I came early specially for you.

He's definitely coming.
Give us two more minutes.

Two more minutes? Two more minutes.

Oh. Excuse me.

Good morning.
- Good morning.

Hello, madam. Hi.

Honestly.
- And your son has come too.

Good morning.

Go on.

I like it already.

I have to show the others the apartment.

Sorry, but...
- Yeah. Sorry.

Goddammit.
- Is Daddy in prison again?

Come on.

Good morning.

Dammit. No, no, no.

Shit. I don't believe this.

Come on, Lynn, answer.

Shit!

Come on, Lynn.

Goddammit.

I'm going back.
- Just a bit longer.

It's 12 o'clock and...
they need me there.

I'll take you.
- I'll catch the bus.

You need to get some more sleep.

See you later?

Dylan?

Come here.

What?

See you later.

See you later.

Dylan?

Chef?

Chef, I know it's not the ideal time
but there's something I have to tell you.

I wanted to tell you last night.

I've learned a lot from you, chef.
You know that.

But I have to think of myself now.

And Hüulya. And her son.

Who is my son now too.

I have to make my way in life.
Do you understand?

What are you trying to say, Halil?

Yesterday, Yildiz's birthday...
that wasn't true.

I went to Ter Hoyen for a job interview.
And tomorrow...

I can start there. Today, I mean. Later.

Sorry, chef. I really am. Sorry.

See you, chef.

30 euros.
- What?

That 30 euros for your sister's present.
Give it back, now.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Kiss my arse, Halil.

Alain?

What did you say?

What do you mean, "Nintendo"?

Stephan's?

Alain...

don't you dare.

I mean it. Alain? Alain?

He's got Tessa.

He says we'll get Tessa back
if we give him Elena and Stephan.

"Your daughter for my son."
That Stephan is his son.

What if we come up
with a plan, do some brainstorming?

NEXT TIME

Just go. Just go.

That's it.

Christ, Rik, that's crazy.
- No, it's the only thing I can do.

Answer, you bastard.

Did you see Tessa?

Once a scumbag, always a scumbag.
- No, you're a sous-chef.

A sous-chef who is abandoning his chef.

I don't want a single amigo left alive
by this evening.