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Istanbul, 2021

Please, please, please...

Melisa?

There's a man here.

He's staying here with his two brothers.

But he only booked one hair transplant,

instead of three.

Steven Van Goethem.

The day after tomorrow.

Yes. Do you have a free slot?

Thanks, Melisa.

Sorry, Mr. Van Goethem.

There are no extra places available.

The hair transplant industry is like a machine here.

Men file in and out.

They rid themselves of their insecurities

and go home feeling on top of the world.

Well?

Did they have toothbrushes at the reception?

Uh huh.

They say it's going to be foggy tomorrow.

Very foggy.

I'm alone, video call?

C'mon, Lindsay.

Bart?

We're going to get something to eat. Coming?

We're taking Stratego. You can be on my side.

Lindsay needs me, she's going to call.

I'll order something here.

Bart?

Can you hear me?

Bart!

Bart!

It's Lindsay!

Koen Van Goethem.

Ah, hi Lindsay!

Steven?

Steven!

Could you take a look at my testicles?

I can feel a sort of lump in there.

I'd rather not.

You did medicine, didn't you? - I'm a dentist!

And I'm a sales manager, but I still repair your car for free

'cause I did bodywork in technical school.

Well?

Er, yeah...

I can't see anything. - Shouldn't you feel?

Feel? - Give me your hand.

Go on, have a feel.

Of course, but we always see reality

through our emotional state of the moment.

You see?

I try to be aware of that,

so as to get closer to reality,

to the real world.

Yeah, Bart's still on the toilet.

Thanks for calling.

Always good to hear from you.

I'll let Bart know you called. OK?

Er...

Bart?

I have something to tell you too.

Bart? Bart?

Bart?

This is Lindsay's voicemail,

I'll call you back.

I'm afraid, Lindsay.

One...

two...

Koen?

I'm here, on the floor.

Something rolled under the bed.

Found it? - Yep!

Fancy going for a walk? With Bart?

Sure! That'd be nice.

Bart? We're going out for a walk.

In Istanbul.

Wanna come?

Er, I was going to go to the hammam.

Maybe this afternoon?

Maybe I should see if there's a taxi.

Shouldn't I come with you?

Hey, Babe. Just calling to see how it's going.

Koen! Koen!

Are you still there?

Koen, say something. Where are you?

Koen, I'm here, I'll stay right here.

I haven't gone away.

Lindsay, are you still there?

Lindsay, hello?

Dad? - Andy!

Is that you?

Dad, the video's gone.

I had diarrhoea.

I ate two bags of Smurfs, then got diarrhoea.

Koen?

Please!

I want to go back inside.

There's nothing to see here. - Ouch!

Goddammit!

Koen!

Andy?

Lindsay?

Steven? What's wrong?

What's wrong? You weren't answering.

I thought you'd fallen down or something.

It's OK...

Come here. It's OK...

But there's much more going on here, isn't there, Steven?

Out with it!

Dammit!

C'mon, we're here now. Together.

In Istanbul. You, me... - Koen, is that you?

Steven? - Are you nervous about tomorrow?

Is that it?

You've had worse operations.

Are you afraid it won't work? - Guys, I'm here.

Hello?

Tomorrow evening, we'll be on the plane home.

All this will be behind us.

Just tell me what's wrong, what's going on.

Steven?

But there is no hair transplant.

I mean, there is one...

But they can only take one of us.

There was a misunderstanding.

It's my fault. I only booked one spot.

How come?

I beg your pardon?

You should go, you deserve it.

I messed up.

You deserve to be happy. Happy and beautiful.

You must have hair.

Bart doesn't care about us, he's only interested in himself.

But you're not like that.

Come on, Steven.

Let's go inside. - Yes.

"You deserve it, Koen, not Bart".

Bart this, Bart that... Why should he ever get anything?

Perhaps 'cos I work for it!

I'm currently reading

only female philosophers. Understand?

To gain greater insight into the opposite sex.

Right now, I'm reading a book by thingy...

Silly me. Sartre's wife.

De Beauvoir. - Huh? What?

Simone De Beauvoir.

Yes, that's her.

Bart!

Steven told me that you were worried.

Worried about what?

About your testicles.

Steven's told you a lot of things today, hasn't he?

When were you going to tell me?

Tell you what?

Steven! - Bart...

Koen!

I deserve it as much as Koen!

And if you'd quit feeling so sorry for yourself,

you'd see that I'm right!

Fire!

Run, run!

Everybody stay calm.

Please, there is no reason to panic.

C'mon, Koen, get up.

Carry on without me, leave me behind.

I know another way. - Come with us!

Several men were injured in the incident that night.

They fell in the chaos, or were knocked down.

Nothing serious, but some had to go to hospital.

As a result, some appointments became available

for precisely the day and time when the brothers

desperately needed two more slots to get their hair transplants.

What a coincidence...

Bart!