Hey.
Um,
do you know where Daan is?
Mm, no.
Hey.
How's everything?
I'll come by when I'm back.
Well, I'm working really early, so, um-
Great.
I'll come by this evening.
Hello, this is Louise's voicemail-
Daan?
Hey.
How'd you sleep?
Huh?
Fuck!
I, um-
I've got to tell you something.
Yeah, I think she got fired or something.
How come?
I think she'd stolen things.
They submitted a formal complaint.
Okay.
What did they say she'd stolen?
Jewelry, I think.
But then she ran away and nobody's heard from her.
And she's still missing.
After that, she never,
withdrew any of her money, or,
used any of her bank cards.
I don't know anything else.
They searched for her for more than a year.
But then, the,
investigation stopped flat.
My mom told me yesterday that she-
She's certain that,
Aunt Claudia worked for the Vandaels.
And the necklace,
that she's wearing?
My mom found it there.
And it was in Alex's mother's things, so.
Your mother's,
working for the Vandael's to find Claudia?
Yeah.
What's Eleonore think?
Well, she has no idea.
What the fuck?
So I'm just another part of the plan?
What? No!
Hey.
-I'm done letting you fucking play games. -What?
Wha-?
Hey, I had no idea about any of this!
Tell me,
why your mother,
has a fucking pistol, then?
-Come on, Louise. -What?
-I just attract fucking lies, Daan. -Just-
What?
My father has spent five years with a man.
My mother doesn't care.
Everyone's been lying for years to me!
They all lie to me.
Not revealing things and lying aren't the same though.
And you only slept with me to track Alex!
What?
What the fuck?
-I've had enough. -Yeah, me too!
You too? What the hell do you mean? Tell me!
I expect this from him, but- Everything just comes right back to you, huh, Louise?
You think I knew about this?
That I knew yesterday that our house was foreclosed on?
Or that all of my things were fucking gone?
That it'd all been lost?
Huh?
That's what I thought.
Hello, this is Louise's voicemail. Leave it after the beep.
Hey, honey.
You alright?
Um, sorry for yesterday.
I was really,
kinda mean.
I work too much, I know.
Um.
So I'm sorry.
Love you.
What do we tell Alex?
Dunno.
Are you going to tell him?
I don't know.
Well, I assume it's over between us.
How come?
What, so you want this?
With me?
No point in ruining it.
And Alex, then?
I don't know.
Hey uhh,
can you not discuss Claudia?
With Alex?
Uh.
Thanks.
I stink like sex.
Hey, there you are.
Daan, where were you?
Daan, can you text next time? I called you, I left you voicemails.
Answer when I call, I didn't know where you were.
Tell me where you slept last night?
I was at the house.
In Breda.
I'm lucky my mattress got left.
Oh, no.
Sorry. Sorry.
Sorry.
You kept it a secret?
I wanted you,
to have a fun vacation.
Hm.
Mom?
I think, uh,
that you're right.
About Aunt Claudia.
What?
Louise recognized her picture, the one from my box.
Well?
When I'm calling, pick up, 'kay?
So what happened?
I dropped it somehow in the street,
and a truck bulldozed it.
I guess they fired her for being a jewel thief.
A thief?
Yeah.
Not out of character, is it?
Maybe she stole enough to start a new life in Bali somewhere.
Or else she's been murdered.
Jeez.
Mom, who'd actually murder someone?
Patrick is such a jackass.
And why would he kill her?
'Cause he's a jackass.
Did Alex come to Breda?
No.
No, Alex didn't.
There you go.
I'm using my new company phone so,
you can take my old one.
Thanks.
It's no big deal.
Hey,
new perfume or what?
Deodorant.
-No good? -Ah.
It's just, uh, a little strong, but.
You look tired.
Did you go party?
No.
I was here, working.
Don't forget, you can overdo it, yea?
Sorry I haven't been there for you lately.
It's okay.
Let's have fun tonight, us two.
Uh, I'm already booked.
-What? You're already booked? -I thought,
-you can't squeeze me in, so- -I can make some time for you.
Yeah.
Who with?
Margaux.
Ah, with Margaux, Margaux, Margaux.
Let me go and spend time with you now.
Okay.
Hey,
-take your new phone with you, alright? -Mm!
Daan!
Yeah?
-Can we test the LED walls later? -Good idea.
-What's that? -Yeah.
Yeah, 'course, I'm ready.
LED walls?
-Really? -Ah, Christ, man, do you
listen when I talk to you?
Look,
alright? We'll have photos from Daan flashing on the LED wall.
Okay?
He made a collage of all his best photos.
-You do know what a collage is, right? -Okay, but what else
needs to be done, Lex?
Well, there's still a lot of things to do.
I just hope that the projection is ready before the opening and,
-we'll just have to step on it, huh, Vic? -Must be hard, huh?
Yeah, we will.
-Yeah. -I'm impressed.
It'll be chic.
-Mm-hm. -Huh?
You and Louise?
What?
'What', what?
What's your plan?
-I don't know. -We don't know.
No.
For the aesthetics.
Alex doesn't know.
No, not yet, no.
Yeah.
Aladdin,
and Jasmine, that's a good story.
Life is no Disney film.
So, this evening,
Casino Club?
-Yeah, sounds good. -Everybody?
Yeah.
I can't, sorry. I have so much work to do, and, uh, these two made some plans,
-so. -Yes? Aw, hey.
Oh,
-cool. -Oh, we did?
Forgot our plans?
I thought it was just shopping?
Yeah, then girls' night with me.
Yeah.
That's tonight, I forgot.
Yeah.
Patrick.
-Thanks so much, please keep in touch. -See you next time.
Yes.
Sounds good.
-Thanks, look after her, alright? -Yes.
-Of course. -Huh?
So there's no girls' night?
The flyers need work.
Which flyers?
For the opening of The Crazy Lulu?
I want to finish them all.
So I have to tell Alex you're sleeping over with me?
Hey, just help me out, 'kay?
-Seems to me you should just- -This one!
Right?
-Yeah? -For you.
Yeah.
Mm, I really don't think so.
I think so, I'm paying.
Come!
Are you ready?
Of course I'm ready, hey!
Okay, here we go, look.
Holy shit, man.
Hey, even Jacques appears!
Yeah, cool, huh?
Oh, man.
Hey.
Lex?
You okay?
Hey!
Where're you going?
Hey.
What is it?
Just a panic attack.
It- it's okay.
-It's just all the stress. -It's all good, 'kay?
I'm just freaking out that my father was right all along.
Right about what?
That I'm a fucking moron, and,
that The Crazy Lulu's a fucking dumb idea.
Nah, the real moron here is your dad.
The Lulu is gonna succeed.
Jacques knows all about these things and,
I'm here for you too.
How were the photos, anyway?
Good.
Moving, but just not the photos,
in black and white.
'Kay,
there was only the one photo I had like that, so,
we can take it out.
Who was that lady?
No idea.
She's just a,
pretty girl in Rotterdam, so.
Okay.
Hey,
things are looking better now, huh?
'S'all good.
Thanks, man.
I'm gonna get some air.
Won't be long.
Go on.
Hey, Mom.
Really?
Tell me later.
-Hello. -Yeah.
Hi, Dad.
Honey.
-Everything's good? -Yeah.
Mm.
Hey.
Honey.
-And how was it? -Good.
A lot of work.
I got us a good deal, somehow.
Okay, great.
Well, is there anything you can't get?
I'll go shower, if that's how you wanna play it.
Come with me.
Oh.
Come on.
There was a break-in.
What?
Yeah, the night you left for work.
-What'd they take? -Well, the Fontana, as well
as your watch collection.
-Come on, really? -Well, I certainly had a
lot to deal with here.
Seriously?
Do the police have the camera footage from that night?
No, they pinched your computer, too, Patrick.
I only reported the Fontana as stolen, because I thought that the watches are-
No, no, no, it's good that you didn't.
We are insured, aren't we?
Yeah, underinsured.
Christ's sake, the Jews over in New York love it, we'd get double for it there.
Yea, I guess,
Christine must have another work you can buy from her.
No.
No?
You don't seem all that upset.
I am, Patrick.
Can't you tell?
Melissa?
I can buy a dress, why'd you do that?
'Cause I love you.
And,
the shit,
the shit with your mother and Patrick,
won't keep us apart.
I know.
-Okay. -Come.
That.
I want that.
What? That jacket?
For Alex.
Oh, okay, okay, someone's happy.
-Yes, indeed. -Yeah?
Like it?
A lot.
-Hm. -Right?
Yeah? And why are you doing this?
You lost everything.
-Hm, I'm doing good. -No.
Be real?
I like you in it.
-Look, there is your nose. -'Kay?
Isn't this, uh,
a lot?
How's that?
Too Knokke?
It's never 'too Knokke'.
You sure?
Nah, look at this.
Hm?
-Well? -Nice.
You have fun?
With Margaux?
Yeah.
-We patched things up, now. -Great.
But she's suspicious of us.
That's bad, huh?
Nah.
She loves me a bunch, she won't rat us out to Alex.
Mm-hm.
I don't like duping Alex, either.
Sweet Daan.
Louise.
The most beautiful girl in the world.
Ah!
I'm serious!
I know.
I swear to you, Matti, you missed out, it was so,
fucking eclectic. It was great, like the old versus the new,
the combination of it, and the color photos that Daan took, I swear to you, it
was all so fucking gorgeous, seriously, just as gorgeous as you are,
-man. -It was really good. It
was really fucking cool.
Everything was dark, then the photos that Daan had.
-Huh. -Stunning.
Yeah.
Yeah,
but the photos from Daan, seems like Margaux's not a fan, huh?
Well,
-Margaux isn't a fan of Daan. -Yeah, I picked up on that.
Margaux just cares about you, Lex, really.
Really?
Can you please tell Margaux to be more concerned with you, buddy?
-What - wh- what do you mean? -Matti.
-Hey, stop it, man. -I think Lex means that
Margaux should just back away.
You and her, 'kay?
Yeah.
It's astounding, though, isn't it?
Right? This guy,
he is just so fucking intelligent, and then,
this guy is a complete and utter simpleton.
-Ouch! -Oh,
we hurt Matti's feelings, didn't we, huh?
Stepped all over your poor toes, man?
Oh.
Huh?
And you, Lex,
you're so fucking busy acting superior, man, you don't realize that that fucking
African kid's screwing your girl.
What'd you say?
Here.
-You heard. -Hey, come on, guys.
Better watch it.
Just be glad I'm brave enough to say it.
Jesus, dude.
You're an idiot.
What a fucking frustrated asshole, man.
Really,
come on,
who the fuck just lies like that, huh?
Seriously.
-Hey, -Hey.
I'm heading out, just wondered if you might need anything?
Hi.
You want a…
coffee?
Hm-mm.
-Yes. -Latte?
Regular coffee.
Okay.
Uh, no,
I, um- I'm fine.
Ah, do you want a coffee?
Hm, no.
FROM ANOUK: HAVE FUN WITH YOUR RICH GIRL. NO WORRIES I WON'T SAY ANYTHING TO ALEX
Hi.
Hey.
I, um.
I can't keep on lying to Alex.
I can't.
Concealing isn't lying, though, right?
Yeah, but-
I just- I don't like hypocrites, I don't wanna act like one.
Hey, and I'm worried about you.
What?
I feel awesome.
But you- you-
How did you say it? You're, you're off-balance,
like, with your moods and-
Hey.
-I- -Hey, come on.
I say that I feel great, and you don't believe me?
I'll just go home, I guess.
-That's not what I meant, okay? -Yeah.
-I need to cool down, so just stop. -I didn't mean it like that, we could-
Can I get a glass of water, please?
Hello, this is Louise's voicemail. Leave it after the-
Ah, fuck.
Thanks, man.
LOUISE'S IPHONE
Exactly.
Mm, beautiful people.
-Ah, Louise, hi. -Hi.
Hello.
Would you like one, my dear?
Please.
Hi, sis.
Hi.
Cute clutch.
-Could it be one of mine? -No.
-Monsieur Charles. -Mademoiselle Louise.
Still excited?
For the festivities?
Yes, absolutely, yes.
-And with three wedding planners, uh- -Ah.
Two, I think, Dad's backing out.
Hm. How are you?
Good.
And how's Alexander?
Any wedding plans?
No.
'Cause marriage halves your rights and doubles your duties.
Wow, that's deep.
Your work?
No.
Schopenhauer.
Viens, chéri.
I'll show you where everything's going.
Because Mom still has some doubts about the stage, right?
-Yes, we have to just- -Yes.
The stage.
Wooow.
Almost like for a movie, huh?
Pretty, right?
Mm-hm.
Let me see it, hmm?
Goddammit.
It's tonight.
He's still wasting time on that dumb idea?
Where'd he get the cash?
Seems he's planned it better than we expected.
But how did he fund it?
He's a dirty thief!
Eat your food.
Are you,
alright?
Yep.
Your father told you.
Yeah.
But it's not a problem,
someone could've said it sooner.
But, uh, if dad has a lover, then,
how does that work?
And that means?
With sex.
Ah.
It's what I have,
Robert for.
And who is Robert?
Robert, he can, uh,
suck, trill, vibrate, massage.
Just a quick charge-up, and he can last a long while.
So what did I miss?
Just discussing Robert.
Okay.
And how is Alex?
Good.
But he's working hard.
-Opening the Crazy Lulu tonight. -Ah.
So it's a whole lot of Lulu and no Louise.
But, yeah, Louise's keeping herself busy.
And Louise's pill's have been taken, right?
Yeah, yeah.
Louise!
You didn't take your pills!
Come on, take these!
Sorry.
Yeah!
Good evening.
Hello, hello.
Can't get in with those shoes, man.
Lucky you're with me, huh, Matti?
-Thanks, man. -I'm glad you came.
Come on, go inside.
Well done, Alex.
Thanks, thanks.
Victor.
-Come here. -You brought a boyfriend with you, I see!
-Absolutely. -Huh?
-Enjoy. -Thank you.
Hello, good evening.
It works, right?
It sure does!
Good, huh?
-Yeah. -Mm-hm.
Alright, come on back.
-Enjoy yourself. -Thanks, Jacques.
Have fun.
Yeah, that's right.
Come on, Daan!
Matti!
Nice jacket.
Thank you.
Hang on!
Whoa!
Come on!
No, no, no, not here.
-Yeah! -Come. t here.