INSUFFICIENT FUNDS
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Fuck.
Hello, this is Louise's voicemail-
Fuck!
Jacques!
Is Daan here?
No, today's his day off.
Louise?
No.
She's not here.
Fuck.
Come.
Come with me, back here.
He needs to go to the ER.
Yeah.
Just stop it.
Stop it, I said, we're going to the hospital.
No way. Just go call Jan.
We're catching a plane in two hours, got it?
Goddammit. Will that even be possible?
What's with Papa?
Oh, sweetheart.
Uh, yeah, well…
Papa just dropped a weight on his face while doing his workout.
I said, call Jan.
-Hold this right there. -Yeah.
Once the swelling is gone, then we can straighten it.
-Yes. -You have a medical degree, now?
I've been a nurse.
'Scuse me, love.
Come here.
Hey.
I promise, it'll be alright.
Let's have fun, huh?
-Mhmm. -Yeah?
Wow!
-Yeah? Having fun? -Yep.
We've arrived.
Is this one yours?
Yep.
Hey.
Oh?
It's cute.
Uh, was that Anouk from the,
Casino Club?
Mm-hm. Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Can I borrow a charger from you?
Uh.
No…
I, uh,
I don't have an iPhone.
I've got it. Wait.
I look alright?
Good.
Really good.
But not my type, kid.
-Here, hold this on it. -Yeah.
Thanks.
So what happened?
A fight with my father.
I swear I could've beaten him, but my mother-
My mother was there.
-I don't know. -Hm.
If you want a war with your father,
Then you'd better bring your best game.
He'll put you in the ground.
Here.
This might hurt.
So what actually happened?
He didn't say?
Never.
About what went down with the both of you? Nobody told me.
Twenty-five years ago,
Both me and Patrick had a deal.
It was a real win-win,
So he said.
But he had me… by the balls and there was nothing I could do.
Here.
Hold this, will you?
I lost everything.
I had no idea.
Now you know, Alex.
Your father, um-
He is… a narcissistic sociopath.
And he's dangerous to everybody around him.
Don't sell him short.
I don't sell him short, Jacques.
That's the thing.
He overlooks me.
Is that Christine?
Yup.
Well, I'll be damned.
Hey.
Can I borrow your charger?
She's got an iPhone?
Yeah.
Got a charger?
I assume you'll bring it back?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, 'course.
And?
Are you sleeping with the rich girl?
Well…
Trying, anyway.
-I'll bring it back. -Yeah.
Thank you!
You got it.
Are you friends?
No, no. We're just- just neighbours.
Hm.
But with benefits?
No.
-Just neighbors, no benefits. -No?
No.
You've fucked her though.
What? No.
Hmm?
You'd mind if I had?
Hm?
You want a drink?
-Yea. -Yeah?
But…
She's sucked you off, probably.
No! Don't be crazy!
I am crazy, Daan.
Y'know, I've seen my psychiatrist since I was twelve.
Just to let you know, uhh
Anouk… gives… probably… the best blowjobs.
Oh.
Okay.
I had no idea.
Yeah, I heard she moonlights in the Casino Club's toilets.
And not as Madam Peepee.
Okay, okay.
I never would have guessed.
The fuck?
Your boyfriend sent a bunch of texts.
What happened to him?
Fuck.
Yeah, me too.
'Where are you? Answer!'
'Can't contact Daan either. I'm leaving.'
'Are you with Daan?'
'Fought with my crazy father'?
What?
Fuck!
'I'm coming there'?
Did you say where we are?
Yeah.
No, what did you do?
-What? -What?
What d'you think he's going to think?
-We weren't doing anything. -Daan! Fuck!
Louise!
I don't believe we need a second opinion.
Yeah, it's broken.
Yeah, as expected.
And you want to be on a flight tonight?
That's right.
Remember when I broke my legs and flew anyhow?
Right.
Someone's going with?
Minister Segers. From Public Works.
Alright, give him my best.
Her.
She's a woman. Miriam Segers.
Ah, naturally.
Nice woman?
Not at all.
And everything has to happen now. One hundred fifty apartments.
-Yeah, well… -Come on.
-I didn't know about it. -Maybe he just wanted to
avoid getting your hopes up.
Mm-hm.
And if Segers plans to go, then, um…
The deal's as good as done.
I'm not sure of it actually…
The last time, it was all nonsense with the Emiratis.
That's just how Arabs are, right?
They play harder than anyone.
But I'm sure Patrick will come up with a solution.
I guess.
That's how it seems.
How've things been with you, huh?
Good. Hm?
How 'bout Alex?
Good.
And Olivia?
-Hm. -Hm.
-Good… that's better than my house. -Hm.
All the stress with Emilie's wedding…
I need to make a phone call.
Uh…
Alex Vandael.
Leave a message.
Hm.
-Hi. -Hey, man.
-Hi. -Watch out, hm?
Having fun here?
What?
You thought… what?
That I would be gone longer?
-You're being- -What's your plan? To bang in
-his caravan? Stab me in the back? -No, I-
-No, no, no- that's not it, I swear. -You coming to help, honey?
We really have a lot of sausages to cook this evening.
You gonna come in, Alex?
Uh…
-Yeah, why not. -Yeah?
You get in a fight or what?
-Shit happens, Anouk, right? -Yeah.
Come on, babe.
Oh, thanks, that was genius!
Yeah, I know.
He's her boyfriend?
Cute, huh?
Come.
Alright.
-Are you ready? -No.
I'll count to three.
One,
Two-
Fuck, Jan!
Yeah.
He can't fly with that broken nose,
Christ's sake.
You can do whatever you like in your own jet.
Yeah.
She's sleeping now.
-Ah, that's good. -I'll be upstairs.
Very well.
Enjoy your trip.
Hello, there!
I'm Angelique.
Melissa.
Ah, the new nanny! I should've known.
Didn't we-?
-We saw each other at Natan's, right? -Alex Vandael. Leave a message.
Yes.
Yes, yes, yes, of course, yes. And did you end up buying it?
-Alex, it's Mom here. -Baby, call back, so I
don't have to worry.
-No, no. -Ah, it looked beautiful on you.
-Well, I don't know- -You should've bought it.
Music!
Let's go.
Alex!
-Thanks, man. -Here.
My love.
Fuck!
Oh, honey.
Oof.
How's it look?
-Bad. -Very sexy.
D'you want some?
-Want a sausage? -Yeah, sure.
Yeah.
Ah.
So these tampons, just keep them in my nose?
I'd keep them in at least until you get off the plane in Dubai.
Jan, as long you're here.
Mm.
So, uh.
You and her must be together, huh?
You guys are bangin'?
Yeah. Mm.
Yeah. Yeah.
Then you've experienced her talent, I'd guess?
Is she good?
Uh, she's not bad,
-not bad. -Ha, she sucks the fucking
sheets into your ass, man.
What?
You know.
Uh.
That's right.
Ay, ay, ay.
Well, Alex, I thought you didn't like, uh, pornographic sex.
But I was wrong!
Fuck, you're lucky.
What?
-Try some, then. -But-
What?
-No, M- Molly? -Mm-mm.
That,
-Is pure MD. -No, no.
Mixed with something, I don't know what exactly.
Huh?
Molly?
Molly, yeah.
Pure MDMA is on the list of banned drugs.
Huh.
And what's this?
Well, there's nothing wrong with a good blend.
Okay.
Molly for four.
You'll get super horny.
Hm.
It'll take longer for you to come though.
For men too?
Oh, if only!
You're going to have to stop this, Patrick.
Alright?
At the very least,
-Cut back on it. -What d'you mean?
This much can cause,
Prostate cancer, you know that.
Well, I've screened for that.
The only problems are enduring erections and occasional random boners.
God be praised.
Hey, come on.
We're friends, Jan.
Yeah, that's why. Hold this.
You really don't need the testosterone.
-You know that. -I can't stop now.
I just can't.
No, I really can't.
I gotta work.
Hand me that.
What about your boy, eh?
Your son'll inherit the whole business before long.
Business families are made of three generations.
You've got the achievers, the inheritors, and the ba-
Bastards who ruin it.
But that's not happening.
Alexander's never had it.
He doesn't.
He thinks so, but he never has.
Good for Louise, I guess, then.
Come on, let's go.
Thanks again, Jan. Thanks.
What?
And your credit cards?
All my accounts.
It's the first thing he thought of.
What an asshole.
Yeah.
What made your dad so angry?
It's because I called him out about him being a fucking cheater.
Oh.
And with her best friend, too.
-With my mother? -What?
-Jesus. -No?
No, not your mom.
-Oh. -With Christine.
-Who? -What?
-With Margaux's mother. -Wow.
-And Margaux is who? -Margaux is my best friend.
Typical.
To the Crazy Lulu.
Hey.
Come.
You'll figure this out.
Right?
You always end up on top.
-'Yes, Louise.' -Hey, come on.
-'I'll figure this out.' -The hell am I, your dummy?
To the Crazy Lulu!
Lulu.
-Lulu. -Lulu?
That name doesn't sell it.
-'Lele.' -Swallow your food first, okay?
Alright.
The Crazy Lulu.
-Lulu. -Lulu.
Celebrating the Crazy,
Lulu.
-Oh, uh-oh! Ah! -Uh-oh!
Ah!
-Uh, am I a human? -Yeah.
Yeah.
No.
-Daan! -Daan! Hey!
Well, he's not!
Are we a couple?
-We're-? -Yeah.
-Yeah? -No.
Am I a man?
-Yes. -Yeah.
-'m I old? -Yes.
Yes.
Old?
Hm.
Nah.
-What'd you write? -Guess you're nothing, man.
Oh!
-Hey! -Keep guessing, dude!
Who am I? Huh?
-The elephant. -No! Daan, guess!
Did you forget the game, man?
Okay.
Whoa!
Ow, ow!
-How'd I fall down? -Guys, look, look, I
-can't hold her, I need help! -Wow! Seriously? She's tiny!
-Whoa! -Hey!
Come, hon.
Miriam and her slave are here.
What are you doing?
What do you think?
Come on, now.
He's ticked off, and he's stubborn.
That's all you've got to say on the subject?
Come.
Here's an idea:
Just go by yourself.
Hey.
Don't do this, come on.
I can't this time.
Just go by yourself.
Hi, Mister Vandael.
Isn't that the Big Dipper?
-Where? -There.
-Yeah! -Yeah!
No.
I know where the North Star is.
Huh?
Hm.
It's not there yet, huh?
Yo, guys.
You guys.
Hm.
-Listen- -Hey!
I have a great idea.
Alex.
Seems like we're standing still, man.
I don't think so.
I think we are.
Oh, shit.
You're right.
Oh.
Hit the gas.
Alex!
Not so fast.
Not so fast!
Okay!
Is this your house?
Yes.
No, no, no, no.
-Don't, don't. -What?
He needs to think we broke in, right?
Yeah, but if you do it now the cops'll come.
We'll do it later.
What do we do now?
Uh, don't you have a key?
-Of course I have a key. -Then use it!
Oh, right, yeah.
Yeah. What else do I need?
Shh! Hey.
Hm.
That's his baby.
He loves it more than he loves my mom.
There's more there.
Take those boxes, 'kay?
Yeah.
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Let's go.
It's been some time now.
Daan is a cutie.
Mm-hm.
Louise?
How late is it?
No idea.
You think the police grabbed the guys?
No way.
We'd have seen that happen.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Blue lights, and all that.
Yeah.
Hey.
Oops.
Let's get to the front.
What for?
We're the getaway drivers.
Thelma and Louise.
Yeah.
Okay.
Who's Louise?
Uh-
I'll be Thelma.
Then I'll be Louise.
Uh-
You?
Something upstairs.
What?
I gotta get something.
Do we need it?
Yes.
Okay.
Ssh.
Oh, the stairs are moving.
Come on.
This is it.
I didn't know you had a cat.
No, we don't have a cat.
Oh, shit. Here, take it!
Oh.
Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Oh!
Alex.
Alex!
Thelma drives.
I do?
Huh?
Me?
Okay, but you're Louise.
Yeah?
Okay.
Ah, shit.
I gotta pee.
Right now?
Yes. Wait.
I'll be back.
Don't be scared.
Uh, we won't hurt you.
Daan?
Uh, no.
-Let's go, come on. Run. Run! -No.
Run!
Fuck, what was that, dude?
-Do you know her? -Of course I do!
But how?
-That's my mom, dude. -Your mom?
-Go, go, go, go, go, go! -Get in, guys!
-Oh! -Fuck, aw!
Alex!
Shit.
-Let's go! -This is broken.
-Daan has broken it bad. -We're in.
Go.
-Good job, dude. -Go, go, go, go, go, go!
-Good job.
Oh, shit.
Wait, just wait a sec.
Goodbye.
Come on!
Here. Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
This here is ours.
What?
This,
Here,
Is ours!
The Crazy fucking Lulu, boys.
Come on!
Crazy Lulu!
Come on! u!