Hi!
T-shirts off, come on.
And… Hi.
Okay!
HIGH TIDES
Mr. Paroti, I'm going to ask you again,
were you behind the wheel of the Alfa Romeo? Yes or no?
I have to wait for a lawyer.
That's a good one. He's running pretty late, huh?
Okay.
Let me ask you this.
What are you doing with the Vandael family?
I think that your mother had it correct two years ago…
when she reported the Vandael family to the police
for murdering her sister.
Your aunt Claudia.
You get it now?
I'm taking your side, kid.
With that said, would you please cooperate, Mr. Paroti?
Yeah?
Thanks a lot.
Detective Germonprez.
-Did you stay quiet? -Yeah.
Good job.
-I can't keep going. -Come on.
-I can't. -Yes, you can.
Lou, hang on.
-Okay, I'm gonna stop now. -Okay, let's stop then.
Dude…
-Are you going to Juliette's party later? -Huh, so you're invited?
Yeah. This morning she messaged me. It was super last minute.
-Nice. -But I'm not going.
-What? Of course you are. -Yeah. We'll see.
Girl, the theme is ancient history. I'm gonna look sexy as fuck.
No, I'm not into it.
Lou, you should get some more time outside.
I'm outside right now.
-Hey. -What?
-I know what you're doing here. -What?
-Closing yourself off. -Nah.
You are.
All of the partying and drinking is done for me.
-Yeah, okay. Well, don't drink then. -Yeah. That'll be real easy.
Okay.
-I just really don't trust Juliette. -How come? She's great.
-I have history there. -Yeah.
It's… It's kind of weird I'm invited at all.
-Why? What happened there? -It was really intense.
I just don't get why she suddenly showed up again.
-Are you jealous? -Of Juliette and Alex?
I mean…
Sorry, I really can't drink
and can't watch them hook up in Roman costumes if I'm sober.
-I don't have what it takes anymore. -Okay.
-Three more? -No, I hit stop.
-Do it and I might come. -Nuh-uh.
Wait, what? Lou, that's not fair.
STRUGGLING VANDAEL FAMILY CONTINUES CLEARANCE SALE
What is your connection to the Vandael family?
-What do you mean? -You don't have to answer that question.
Wasn't this about a car accident?
So why all the questions about the Vandael family?
What exactly is your problem, detective?
Oh, you wanna talk about the accident? Okay.
Well, how about this?
Mr. Paroti, I wouldn't stray too far from here if I were you.
I have some more questions. I think you're hiding something.
Maybe we need to have that conversation about the Vandaels next time.
Amazing, Maurice. You're the best.
And they've agreed to all the conditions? Yeah.
Yeah, we can sort that out. Just finish up the paperwork.
Yeah.
And look, don't wait too long to get them to sign. Got it?
Don't waste any time. Okay? Thanks.
Hey, Dad, what's going on?
Did you see that article that came out in the newspaper today?
-Since when do you read any of that? -And why are they targeting us?
Heavy is the head that wears a crown. Journalists are just peasants who…
Yeah, but will we have to sell more?
-That's really not your business, Alex. -Well, Bonmamie seems to think it is, so.
Have fun being young. This is my area.
We have a new project at the golf course in the works.
It's gonna blow everyone's minds.
I just talked to Maurice. He's finalizing the last land deal with the owners.
Once that's done, we can start developing. And we won't have to sell to Vermeer.
Well… that's good news.
You can still learn a thing or two from me.
Yep.
Hey, didn't you…
wanna take that trip to Verbier soon?
Uh, yeah, definitely.
I need you to pick up some documents for me.
And bring Daan with. Get him out of my house.
Yeah…
I have to stay available for further questioning.
-Shit. -Yeah, shit.
The detective requested Aunt Claudia's file.
-You serious? -Yeah.
He read your statement and, um, he actually believes what you said.
That the Vandaels had a part in her disappearance, right?
Huh…
A year ago, that would have been wonderful news, but…
with Thomas?
-Fuck. -We can't just turn against them now, Mom.
-What do you know about Vermeer? -He hates them.
He hates the fucking Vandaels worse than us.
-Anton is a good person, though. -No, he isn't.
It's just that you're in love with him. That's different.
No, Daan.
-Anton! -Angelique!
Oh! I really am curious to hear why you called me.
Come on in.
You are by far the best lawyer I've had, of all time.
Thank you.
I always enjoyed it. The work we did, I mean it.
I want you back.
Yeah, you heard me. I want you to come work for me again.
Come on.
Sorry. Anton, seriously?
Oh, you weren't kidding.
Oh! It's not like a damn marriage proposal.
-Sorry, but … -Don't you want to?
It's just, you caught me by surprise. I mean…
And, and why is it you need me, um, so suddenly?
I want the Vandael Group to be mine.
The Vandael Group? Anton, whoa. Whoa.
Oh, come on.
I'm going to have to think on that a little. Not a little. Long and hard.
-They're not doing so well. -No. That's why I wanna act now.
Yeah, but on a personal level… Especially on a personal level…
-Eleonore is at her wits end. -Oh, poor little baby.
I can still see the fire in your eyes.
Come on, Angelique. You were so good. So sharp.
I was good, huh?
Can I rely on you?
We'll erase them like they never existed. The sweet life they're living is done.
Anton, just relax. You know erasing things has never exactly been my style.
-But I'll discuss it with Jan. -Why bother?
-Hey, Angelique. -Girls, what's the plan tonight?
Uh, we've got an event.
No, no, no. I don't think that's a good idea. No.
Wasn't the rally intense enough?
I already told you that I wasn't driving. It was Daan.
Yes, I'm aware.
What?
I believe you.
-Yeah? -Yes, I do.
And as long as you continue to be truthful, I'll keep trusting you.
Do we have a deal?
Okay.
-Juliette's father was here? -Anton…
He asked me to return… as his lawyer.
Wow, that's great news.
Well, it's to handle a hostile acquisition.
Wait, who's?
The Vandael Group.
What?
Yeah, he wants to take over while they're in a weak position.
He's wanted to do it for years, and according to him, now's the time.
-And you're helping him? -Uh… What should I do?
Eleonore's your best friend, Mom. That's…
-You can't do it. -I can't, right?
Come on, Lou. There's still a lot to do.
All right. I guess I have no say this time, too.
-Bye! -Correct.
I think Juliette's going all out with this party.
-Really? -Uh-huh.
Yeah, she has a huge crush on Alex. Can't you tell?
It's like seriously embarrassing. Hey, throw me that blush.
I guess her dad wants to take over the Vandael group.
What? For real?
Yeah. I just hope Alex knows what he's doing.
I mean, why are you worried about it? It's not your problem.
Don't you think it's kind of weird?
I don't know. Just let it go for now, okay?
Oh, I'm so excited for tonight.
Whoo!
Well, look at that. Really great timing, huh?
Yeah, amazing service, dude. Seriously.
Hey, maybe he'll take your ass to the gym, help you work on that little pigeon chest.
I look just like that.
Check out Vic, that guy was so into you.
-I guess I'm not going anywhere. -Yeah, I guess not.
Guess not.
Hey, you know what? In Roman times, it was trendy to be gay.
-Ah, our queer expert. -Yeah. I read it somewhere.
-Sodomites, they're called. -What?
-Wait a second. What? -Sodomites. Yeah, that's what it said.
-What was it? -Anal.
You're unbelievable, dude.
-I don't get it either. It's how it was. -Unbelievable.
I prefer the hetero days.
-We have arrived! -Good evening, hotties.
Yoo-hoo!
-Hi. -Look at you!
-Hey. -Hey.
-I didn't realize you were coming. -Neither did I.
-And who are you? -Hey. Guess.
-I really have no clue. I'm sorry. -Oh, come on, Matti.
-Some kind of goddess? Uh… -The goddess… of hunting.
-Goddess of hunting. Yeah. -Diana.
-Thank you, Victor. Yeah. -Okay.
-Nailed it. -Yeah.
-And you? -Um, guess.
Helen of Troy, the most beautiful lady in Greece?
Ooh.
And the cause of one of the bloodiest wars in history.
Yeah, right. Her fault.
Two guys who didn't know the difference between their dicks and their brains.
-Whoa! Zinger! Hey! -That was too obvious.
Yeah, guys like you, Maddie.
-Ouch! -What does that have to do with me?
Melis?
-Look what I found. -From the kids?
-Yup. -You're not.
-Wanna join me? -You're serious?
You're insane.
I think you'd make an amazing emperor.
-You think so? -Yeah.
Yeah. Amazingly awful. You'd tank the Roman Empire.
Fuck off, dick.
Hey, Daantje.
Why is he here?
I guess our emperor invited him again.
He's like Alex's lapdog. All he needs is a leash.
Commander of the North.
Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife.
Nobody?
-You're The Gladiator, right? -Yeah, exactly.
Wow. Queer expert and film nerd.
When did you get so smart, Matti?
What the…
What the fuck?!
What are they doing? This is not real.
-Who the fuck are those men? -She's nuts. Those guys are gold.
-Gold as fuck, dude. -They're painted.
What the fuck is she?
Not for me, thanks. I don't want it.
Let the games begin.
You doing all right?
I'm not.
Yeah, me neither.
What is that?
A letter.
You're mocking me now?
Nah, I wanted to say sorry.
Well, you did really fuck things up that day.
You get that, right?
Like I did too.
There's so much emotion. That's beautiful.
And it's on really expensive paper.
You're doing great.
And I'm… so proud of you.
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
I'm here for you.
Yeah, so it's not really something you guys should worry about. Um…
And the Alfa-- No, thank you. I have to drive.
-The Alfa was insured, so that's all good. -Yeah, it's insured.
Yeah.
But why isn't this being handled by Melissa?
I don't know. His mother should do it, right?
Anyway, I have to admit,
I'm definitely feeling it and getting back into it again.
No way. This is good wine, Angelique. It's not a cheap bottle.
-Isn't it, Patrick? It's expensive. -Hm?
-This is a nice bottle, right? -Mm-hmm.
Being a lawyer, Eleanor, not the wine.
I was a lawyer for eight years. I've missed it.
Sorry. Oh, I'm so sorry.
I always forget you worked for eight years.
So tell me, if you enjoyed practicing so much, then why would you quit?
-My daughters. -Oh, yeah.
-Whatever helps you fill the void, right? -It's not like that.
I just have a really strong desire to… Well, to work again.
Oh, just stop.
-But why? -You don't need that for real, do you?
You really just need to loosen up, Angelique, and that's all.
This is a midlife crisis.
Where are you going with that bottle?
I don't like you when you drink. Alcoholic!
So rude!
Oh yeah, she… Kids, right?
-I've seen it. Louise has a temper too. -Really?
Oh, yeah. Something fierce.
Jan convinced me to start seeing a therapist.
-No. -Oh, yeah.
And I used to feel that way too. But I'll tell you what. It works.
I really get Louise a lot better now. You should consider it.
Did you need to study for eight years to learn that?
So I could hear that I need therapy to understand my daughter better?
I mean, really? She's just got an attitude.
She's not a total head case like yours is.
Yeah…
-I'll go ahead and see myself out. -What?
-Jeez, what did I say? -Honestly, I wasn't listening.
-Wow… -Here you go.
Did you see her with that girl? Just so weird, man.
We were together for two years and it's like… Like it meant nothing to her.
I'm way too stoned for this. She did love you, I know that.
-Yeah? -Mm-hmm.
Wow.
Do you think that Margaux has always been a lesbian?
Oh, there's no way to know that.
-How long have you known? -That's such a bullshit thing to ask me.
Seriously, why does everyone always ask that?
But you kind of always ask questions that are very shitty.
Yeah, that's true.
But, bro, she gave me such good blowjobs.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah, dude, that shit was not normal. Ever.
Huh?
What if I give you a blowjob?
What?
-Hey. -Hey!
Hey, you look awesome, honey. Wow. Amazing.
-Thanks. You guys too, huh? -Mm-hmm. I look all right?
Hey, Daan, you ever snarf on some blow?
What are you saying? Are you serious?
Well, don't do it. It's really gross, dude.
You'll be depressed for longer than your high.
-Ooh. -Champagne, on the other hand…
That I will take. Uh-huh. Thanks.
I raised my daughter to be like a Spartan. She's resilient.
Like a Spartan? Hm. And that's a good thing?
-Of course it is. -Oh, yeah?
Or maybe I should say that I raised her to be a Trojan horse.
Yeah?
-I really like you, you know? -I like you too, even more.
-So much. -Yay.
Hey.
Hi.
Hey.
I'm glad you came tonight.
I missed you.
Hang on.
You're so cool, Lou.
But…
you were a fucking bitch, though, girl.
Holy shit.
-What is it you wanna hear? -You ghosted me, Louise.
I thought that was something guys did.
Our thing wasn't good.
-Our thing? -You get it.
I don't. Tell me.
It wasn't friendship. Not a good friendship.
I think we should be honest at this point.
Well, that's not how I felt.
I felt bad when I was with you.
Like, you were really possessive.
I lost myself when I was around you. I don't know…
Okay.
So… What, you just pushed me out?
I handled it all badly.
Sorry.
No, it's okay.
I'm sorry, too.
I told everyone you were crazy.
Whoops.
Cool. I'm gonna go look for Alex.
Hey.
-Hey. -There you are.
Hey, baby. Having fun?
-Mm, I guess. What? -Mm-hm.
-I miss you. -Good.
You're running around all over. How about we go sit down?
Why?
I don't know… I wanna talk to you.
-It's my party, Alex. -What?
I don't wanna sit and talk. I wanna dance.
-Jules, just a little. -Or fuck you.
How do you say it again? Wanna bang?
-Jules, Jules. Oh, fuck. Not now. -Why?
-I just wanna talk a minute. -It's my party, Alex.
It's my party. Come on.
-Come on, let's dance. -No, no, no. Wait. One sec, one sec.
-Alex! -Not so fast.
What?
Come on, can we just be alone for a little?
How come?
Because I like you a lot and I had a good day.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah, I had a good talk with my dad.
-Mm. Do tell. -Yeah?
We finally got that land near the golf club and…
Yeah. Well, almost.
I think it'll relieve a lot of stress at home if we can get the land.
And then it'll all work out for the Vandael Group.
-That's great news, right? -Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Is there a lot of stress at your house?
-Yeah, you don't deal with that? -Nope.
-No. -Nope. n't deal with that? -Nope.