Dad, that's great.
KNOKKE THROUGH DAAN PAROTI'S LENS
What the fuck?
HIGH TIDES
Fuck!
Christine! What the hell? What's going on?
Yeah, you tell me! They're all ruined.
-We can't use these. -Are you sure we can't pick it off?
For fuck's sake, Daan, that is paint on the photos.
The whole exhibition is fucked! Do you have any idea what this will cost?
Christine, please. Everyone is coming tonight.
Daan, absolutely no one is coming here at all.
And don't think I don't know who did this. Don't shit where you eat!
-The opening is cancelled, you got it? -Fuck!
This a new workout?
What's all this?
Bonmamie.
A marriage contract?
Bonmamie.
What the fuck. With that Thomas? Is she crazy?
With community of property? She can't be serious.
What the fuck?
-Olivia? -Hmm?
Are you sure?
It's the right thing to do.
You know, silence is golden, some would say.
I don't want to lie anymore.
Bonmamie is right.
You really are the smartest Vandael.
All right. I'll go get the car now.
♪ Coffee & cigarettes, bittersweet taste ♪
DAAN - MISSED CALL
♪ Honey infused, early morning ♪
♪ Write words on my skin Right before bed ♪
♪ Is that what I said ♪
♪ Or is that what you heard? ♪
♪ Did you mend those broken boy dreams? Did the sun rise again? ♪
♪ Do you know how my heart beats? ♪
♪ Is it the same? ♪
♪ As I shatter from your existence Space opens up ♪
♪ Your poems shall rise Darkness I forgot ♪
Give me that telephone.
Come on, give me the telephone!
Why?
Because I said so.
Now that you're fucking mine, you'll do as I say.
Now give me that phone.
I don't think you can make any more demands.
Oh, is that so?
Give me that phone, goddammit.
Give it.
I think I'll start making decisions around here.
Are you kidding me? There's nothing for you to decide.
Really?
What's your plan, hmm? Are you gonna steal all the money?
Well?
And then run out the door?
Hmm?
You've always been crazy.
Let me go.
Help me, Christ.
Dammit.
Hate to break it to you. There isn't anything left, child.
On paper, there's nothing left.
Nothing.
You're lying. You're lying.
All your time, your effort wasted.
Did you actually think that I would never realize? Hmm?
But at least we had some good times, yeah?
Hmm?
Quiet.
Be quiet.
All our wealth, everything we own,
is in a partnership.
-No. -And so…
Everything's already been put in Patrick's name.
-Patrick? -Yes, yes.
-He has taken away everything from me. -Yes. That is it.
-No one else is entitled to my money. -That's-- Fuck.
You certainly aren't. Fucking loser.
-Fuck. -Fucking Charlotte. What a shithead.
You're not getting a single cent, you can be sure of that.
-Not one single cent. -How could you?
Well, I guess you're no longer needed.
-Hey. -Hey.
Why are you here?
-We went to see Albert and Marie-Ange. -And?
Total carnage.
You're divorcing him?
Okay.
Coffee and then we can leave.
No, that's not necessary.
I just got off the phone with Christine. She had to cancel her show.
-What? -"What?"
Oh, don't try and play dumb with us.
-What? What-what happened? -Quiet. I'll explain later.
Honestly.
Might be for the best, you know, considering the circumstances.
-All right. Come on. -No, I'm going home.
-Hey, Daan. -Where is Louise?
-Uh, Daan? -Louise!
Yeah, you. I can't believe how fucking selfish you are.
-I'm sorry. -Everything's ruined.
Daan, I know, I…
Hey, I didn't come here for your bullshit excuses.
What's the real reason? Were you jealous?
You want me to be nothing? 'Cause that's what you are inside.
-Daan, Daan. Let's just all calm down. -Mom, it's okay.
Of course it's okay. For you, everything is okay.
'Cause everybody's always protecting little Louise.
If you're not aware that this isn't okay, you really are insane.
-Pills or not. -Daan.
-Just be silent. -That's enough.
Let your family protect you again.
-Let's go. No, no. -I don't ever want to see you again.
I thought you were different.
That you still had a shred of respect for other people.
But the more that I know you,
the more I realize you're worse than all of them.
Fuck you, Louise! Fuck you!
Seriously?
Why are we talking about Louise again? My mom's expo is completely destroyed.
Obviously it'd be pretty crazy to do something that insane.
So are you still banging her dad?
Fuck you, Matti, seriously.
-What? -Is it okay with you?
Am I allowed to have a life of my own?
Well, yeah, I mean-- I was just--
Is it too much to ask that once in a while,
we don't sit around making fun of everybody,
or fucking getting obliterated?
That's all we do. We never talk about anything interesting.
It's all boobs, and this hot girl with a great ass.
Sorry we're just not that interesting enough for you, Victor.
Whatever, Matti. You obviously don't get it.
His heart's hurting.
-Really broken. -Matti.
How come you can't understand?
-Understand what? -Seriously.
-Eleonore. -Hey.
-What a surprise. -Olivia wanted to talk to her grandmother.
-I'm afraid that's not possible. -Why?
Jacqueline didn't sleep well last night.
Tell her it's important. That's why we came.
Eleonore, come back later. I appreciate it.
-Oh! -Hey! Geez!
-Are you all right? -Yes.
Sorry. Come in.
Shall I make some coffee or tea?
No, thank you.
What's the matter with Jacqueline?
It's her diabetes.
When it's like this, she needs a lot of rest.
-Really? -That's what her doctor tells me. Yeah.
Hey!
H-Hey! Dammit.
Hey.
What's wrong? Hey.
She destroyed it all.
-What? -Louise.
-No. -All of my artwork, it's all fucked.
Are you serious?
Listen. We'll just have to make new prints of your pictures.
-I can't. It was today, Mom. -This can't be happening.
It's too late, there isn't enough time.
Now the gallery needs to be repainted because of her.
How could she fucking do that?
I hate living here, Mom. I wanna leave.
Believe me, I know.
What is it we're gonna find by staying here?
You'll never find out where Claudia is, Mom.
I already know.
I know where she is.
She's buried at some construction site.
What?
Sorry.
Hey, hey, hey. Mom.
I'm sorry.
It's okay. It's okay.
Bonmamie?
-Mama? -No, no, no.
Sorry. Sorry.
What's going on?
Fuck.
Sorry.
Fuck. It's…
I'm sorry.
These people, these people are such…
What are they?
Hypocrites, Alex.
Oh.
That's what you are.
If anything bothers you, you just go bribe someone, or kill someone,
and all of your problems are solved.
It's funny how much you think the world revolves around you.
You think you're perfect, Daan.
-Can't do anything wrong. -Alex…
No, this is just getting interesting.
Yeah. You're just always…
always playing the poor victim.
Hmm?
As if the world's against you.
Meanwhile, you're getting pretty close with Thomas. Huh?
What were you discussing with him?
DAAN - CALLING
Hey!
-He's Jacques' son. -Wait, what?
-How long have you known? -What's it matter?
"What's it matter?" That guy's married to my grandmother.
He could take everything from her.
-Yeah, he could. -What?
You mean the way your family did with his father.
Excuse me?
Your father drove Jacques to an early death.
He was humiliated.
That's what you do, isn't it? You and that family of yours.
Fuck you, Daan.
-Hey! -And you, too.
Yeah, what?
Start packing your bags. Your work here is through.
Hey.
Daan? I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please pick up.
Hey.
Fuck!
Alex Vandael.
Now's the time to have her admitted to hospital.
-Come on, Angelique. -Do you think this is normal?
No, she… She was doing great with Dr. Maenhout.
Ugh, Dr. Maenhout is an idiot.
She doesn't know anything, she just sends bills.
-We should give her a chance. Hmm? -The time for taking chances is over now.
Would you please call Dr. Maenhout?
Tell her to gather her team.
I'll make sure everything around here is in order
and get a suitcase packed to go.
Okay?
How did we let it come to this again?
It's not our fault, Jan.
There are things we can control and things we can't.
Yeah.
Olivia.
Bonmamie.
But what--
Where is Thomas?
He locked us up in here.
Oh.
Oh, honey, come here.
Oh, honey.
I'm sorry.
I didn't want Dad to die.
What?
It was you that… Patrick…
It should've never happened.
Oh.
Oh, sweetie.
There's a lot of things, you know, that I should never have let happen.
Come here.
Why are you here?
Patrick Vandael.
The big billionaire.
Asshole.
It's hard to understand why the old man looked up to you.
The man who has everything…
but still can't share.
So you ruined my father's entire life.
-What? -Huh?
Having trouble speaking?
You sound just like my dad whenever he got wasted.
Any clue how often I had to clean up his piss?
How many times I had to see him cry as a kid?
And I had to get him up off the floor, all because you fucked him over again.
Who?
Jacques.
Your partner.
My father.
Your father was a drunkard son of a bitch.
What the fuck, dude?
You all right?
Are you okay? Hey. Are you okay?
Fucking leave already!
-Fuck. -Are you okay?
-Yeah. -Hey idiot, didn't you hear what I said?
Oh, fuck.
My sister is the only thing I've been thinking about here.
Her and that stupid money.
But I don't care about that. I care about you.
I care that you're doing okay.
So I'm going to buy back the house in Breda back with Eleonore's money.
Then we'll leave.
Leave me alone!
What…
-Melissa. -What the fuck are you doing?
-Daan. -Go away. Go away!
I said, go away.
Are you okay?
Stay out of this, okay?
Thomas. Wait a minute. What are you doing?
Hey. Alex, are you all right?
Fuck. What am I doing?
This is justice. He gets away with everything.
Thomas, stop this. This isn't okay.
-And what he did was okay? -No, but…
And what he will do is okay? Huh?
And what happened to your sister, is that okay?
To him, people like us don't mean anything.
-Stop it. -They always get away with everything.
Stop.
He deserved this. He's earned it.
Fucking asshole.
Hey, Thomas, don't do this, man.
Don't do what they did to your father.
I said, leave me alone.
-Hey! No. Hey. -Leave me the fuck alone.
-Leave me alone! -Let him go!
-Stop, Thomas! -Let him go!
-Stop! -Stop it. Stop.
Thomas…
I'm gonna give you two pills, okay, Jacqueline?
Here. Drink this down for me.
Not too fast.
-Okay. -Easy.
Thank you.
-Are you okay? -Mm-hmm.
Thomas has totally lost his mind.
But, hey, we're okay.
Oh, Jacqueline, we're far from okay. You old fool.
You married into community of property. He has access to everything now.
Well, I'll get a divorce and end it then.
Besides, everything is already in Patrick's name.
I don't have anything.
So I'm not totally an old fool, am I?
Did you do that to fuck me over?
The day that you realize not everything revolves around Eleonore,
will truly be a great day.
Oh, Jacqueline. How could you be so stupid?
Mm-hmm.
I was distracted by all the great sex.
Fuck.
Alex, what the fuck are we doing?
Hey, hey, look.
What the fuck?
Hey. Don't worry, okay?
Okay?
No one has to know. Okay?
Nobody but us.
It'll be okay.
Alex.
Come. Let's get started.
HOSPITAL EXIT AFTER 8:30 PM
It's good that you came here.
It's going to be okay. here.