Fuck!
Alex, what the fuck are we doing?
Hey, hey, hey.
What the fuck?
Hey.
Hey, it's gonna be all right, okay?
Okay?
It's me and you, man.
Okay?
And we don't have to say a thing.
Huh? Okay?
HIGH TIDES
A FEW WEEKS EARLIER
-Ow. -Sorry.
Ah.
Hurry up! We're leaving in half an hour!
Okay, yeah. Fine. Great.
Oh, hey, thank you.
Hey, Eleonore.
Well, Jan, what's the prognosis?
I don't know.
That fall he took from those stairs caused some serious damage.
Most patients will wake up from a coma after a few days.
And the more time it takes, well, the lower the chances of survival, it's…
Does that mean that…
that he's… he's dying?
Hey, hey, shh. No more of that, all right?
And if he does wake up in the next few days,
will the damage be drastic?
It's impossible to say. We just don't know, Eleonore.
-It's, um… -Well, you don't seem to know much at all.
Huh, doctor?
Um, Mrs. Vandael, um, comas are a medical mystery.
-Doctor, we-- -What's the usual duration of a coma?
Are we talking weeks, months?
That, we don't… we don't know that either.
And, uh, then after two or three months, is there any hope?
Well, by then, it's almost…
…none.
That's horse shit.
Excuse me?
Shit from a horse, doctor.
I know the strength of my son.
He doesn't ever give up hope.
Never.
Not ever.
Are there any more questions?
More questions than you could imagine, doctor.
Goodbye.
We'll figure this out.
She's pretty.
-Where's Alex? -No idea.
Hey, guys. Where's Alex?
On a boat in the South.
He's snorting himself into the multiverse.
Oh, man.
Please be seated.
Psst.
Dear parents, family, acquaintances, and friends,
welcome to the house of God.
We are gathered here today to celebrate the union
of this lovely young couple.
Today, will be a joyful day,
a day that God made.
Emilie and Charles have invited all of us here
to witness their love with them.
Today, there are a lot of emotions.
Hope, anticipation,
joy, melancholy,
a laugh, and a tear.
And boredom. Don't let us forget.
A greeting and a kiss.
A happy song.
A circle of warmth
in which we're invited to experience
a taste of intense happiness.
There are thousands of small things
that we can all share with love.
WHO IS PRETTIER THE BRIDE OR HER SISTER?
And there is nothing more beautiful than that.
Love.
Absolutely nothing is more beautiful than love.
FOR RENT
Good morning.
Good afternoon.
Afternoon? What time is it?
One.
1 p.m.?
I have to head out.
I don't think that's gonna happen.
And why's that?
Because you're not.
♪ Put your love in me You know I'm selfless ♪
♪ I got what you need You won′t be helpless ♪
♪ I would put my heart out on the line ♪
♪ If you were mine ♪
♪ You know I′m the one That makes you feel safe ♪
♪ So why are we both acting Like it′s insane? ♪
♪ You would put your heart out On the line ♪
♪ If I was yours and you were mine ♪
♪ Convince you ♪
♪ Also I′m not begging you to ♪
♪ See my worth and come to me ♪
♪ I'm just stating what I feel ♪
Emilie.
I promise to love and cherish you for the rest of my life.
Emilie?
Charles…
I want our lives united.
And I promise to remain faithful,
for better or for worse,
in sickness and in health,
for richer or poorer.
FROM: OLIVIER 20 PILLS FOR 100?
FROM: ANOUK OKAY
And with that, I can now pronounce you husband and wife.
You may kiss each other.
Aw.
Oh, look, Olivia's gonna bust out Big Bad Wolf.
-Matti, shh! -What?
It's a great song.
Olivia, come on, honey!
Go on. Just play.
Hey.
Just play exactly what you've been practicing so many times, okay? All right?
-Is that Erik Satie or Chopin? -Are they here?
They're composers, you bonehead. Dumbass.
You look so beautiful.
I know you can hear me.
And I hope that you do wake up.
Can you hear me, Patrick?
You definitely should try to… to communicate with him
lovingly, as much as possible.
It'll help stimulate the patient's recovery.
And you go on with living your life
like a vegetable.
You thought that you could get away with everything.
But now, I will find out everything.
And that's because I hate you.
Everybody thinks that you fell from those stairs.
But in reality, you were shot by your own daughter.
Everyone hates you.
Welcome back, you asshole.
Would either of you care for an oyster?
Congratulations.
Hey, hey, sorry to get here late.
Yeah, right. Sorry. Hurry up, kid.
Daan, what's going on? The guests are all here.
I'm really sorry, I just…
Hurry and get your ass in there
and make sure you get around five photos of every guest.
-Got it? -Uh, yup.
Okay, Daan, put a smile on your face and get to work.
-Yeah. -And fix your sleeves.
-Ah. -Look who it is.
Hello.
Hey.
-We'll have to have a toast later. -Thank you. Yes, of course.
You're one of my most beautiful brides.
I feel great in my dress, thank you.
Ah, Mrs. Vandael.
Ah, my gosh.
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
Congratulations, Angelique.
Mm. Thank you.
This is just wonderful.
Yeah, yeah
Oh, uh, Thomas,
could you get a drink for me from that bar in there
where she's headed?
Oh, Mrs. Vandael, if you want, there's water.
Water?
Do I look like a fish?
Glass of champagne, thank you.
Yes, sir.
Can you please make that two, actually?
-Is that all right? -Sure, no problem.
Here you are.
-And here. -Appreciate it.
All right, I guess I'll manage.
-Louise. -Mrs. Vandael.
Where's Alexander?
I didn't see him at the church.
I have no idea.
I think he's on a boat in the South.
Business to handle.
Probably with a few bottles of champagne and a bag of coke.
Louise.
-Well, you know how teens are. -Oh, I remember it well.
-Okay. This one's for my dogs. -Mm-hm.
Thanks, Lou.
Mmm.
Look at that, huh?
-Dude, that's… -Delicious right, huh?
This place is great. Isn't it?
I think we should book this place, babe, for our wedding.
Don't you think?
What, like a joke wedding?
-Burn. -Do you mean that?
-You don't want us to get married? -Of course not. It was a joke.
Come here, you.
You guys.
Matti.
What's the deal?
Has Alex told you anything?
Is he still coming?
Don't get your hopes up, Louise.
Well, maybe let him know that his name is still on the guest list.
-Are there not enough guests? -Matti.
Hmm?
Fuck you, Matti.
-What? -Oh, my God.
What the fuck?
Cheers.
Guys, I don't believe he fell down some stairs.
Nobody does.
Oh, Eleonore.
This makes me so happy.
-It's a surprise, isn't it? -Yeah.
He doesn't look good at all.
He looks so good, right?
Really? You think?
There we go.
Make sure that break is on.
Glad to see you.
This is a special one. Taittinger.
Delicious.
I'm, uh, Thomas, by the way.
-Melissa. -Melissa.
And, uh, family of the bride's or the groom's side?
No, I, uh…
I'm the nanny for Patrick Vandael's daughter.
That vegetable there.
I'm the nanny of his mother.
Sorry, um…
No.
It's okay, it's our secret.
Okay.
Speak of the devil.
-Melissa, right? -Yep.
Lovely meeting you.
Maybe we will again.
Yeah.
So, how, uh…
how's everything going?
There's really no change.
The bleeding in his neck is putting pressure on his brainstem,
so at the moment, his brain isn't able to send signals to his spinal cord.
But the doctors have been saying that there's hope.
Isn't there, Jan?
-All we can do is wait. So… -Mm-hm.
Great, that's great.
How's the new villa?
Ugh, yeah, it's a little better, I guess.
There are less stairs for him, so that's good.
Look at her. So beautiful.
-Isn't she so pretty? -Emilie.
So long, Patrick.
Luxurious chair if you have to be sitting all day.
That's true. He's comfortable.
No denying that.
I'm particularly fond of the tuna tartare.
Is he able to hear us?
Candy bars.
What's this?
You tell us.
Well, what do you think, man?
You're selling products we sell.
You've had plenty of warnings.
Well…
Knokke is ours, you bitch.
So, do you think you will then?
Oh, yes. But I--
-It's time for us to leave. -Oh, really? Already, Jacqueline?
Do you actually think Patrick is having a good time
being carted around like…
like he's a circus act?
-What? -I seriously doubt it.
And then you, Eleonore, you feel pretty powerful, is that right?
Excuse me?
The whole Vandael Group is in your hands.
Hmm?
I know that's the sad truth, Eleonore.
Bye, Mrs. Vandael.
Goodbye.
Bonmamie.
Oh, Olivia.
-You're going already? -Yes, honey.
Bonmamie is a bit tired is all.
Is something wrong?
Have a great night.
Thank you, honey.
Oh, she's a great kid.
She reminds me of her dad.
Just her.
-She's all grown up now. -She sure is.
Why don't you go ahead and get everyone together.
Yeah, yeah, in just a couple of minutes.
It's just, this is the most beautiful…
-Daan. -Hey.
Ooh.
-Those look great. -Thanks.
-Get some more like that. -Yeah.
Hi.
Hey.
Are you having a good time?
Could be worse, you know?
How's everything?
Could be worse?
I think I'm dead inside.
Um…
I'm trying.
Fakers.
You're right.
-How are things with Anouk? -Um, yeah, good.
She's working at the beach at another bar in Cadzand.
-She's not dealing anymore? -Nope.
Not much fun.
I'm glad things are good, Daan.
You deserve it. You're…
You're really authentic.
Thank you.
I'll go ahead, Daan.
These look great.
I'll see you later, then.
Later.
Miss Basteyns.
You said you would never touch me again, but…
that would make this hard.
Shall we?
You know, I really did miss this.
And you're still a little bit mine.
Aren't you?
-Hi! -Hey.
Hey, photographer.
Do I look good now or no?
I just want to make sure everyone knows I came.
Fuck you, dude.
Hey. Hey!
Daan.
Daan, hey.
Stop ignoring me. I'm right here, Daan.
-You know I didn't want to say anything. -I can tell.
You said you'd stop with the Vandaels.
I am stopping.
I…
Patrick's the only one who knows what happened with Claudia,
-who can say where she is. -Mom…
I'll quit as soon as I have that figured out.
She's already dead, Mom, okay?
She's not here anymore.
And you're still working with the Vandaels.
Look at Patrick, he can't even tell you anything.
At this point, it's immoral staying there, Mom.
I'm not having any part of it, all right?
Well, you're still here, aren't you?
Yeah, really?
This party is kind of shitty.
Jeez, did I really come all the way here for this?
Excuse me.
Put something else on.
That's much better.
Yeah. Come on!
Yeah!
Come on! Come on!
Wow.
It's okay, honey. It's okay.
It's going to be all right.
It'll be all right, okay?
Okay?
Alex! be all right, okay?