What's wrong?
Nothing.
You're silent.
I'm okay.
Headache?
Horny, actually.
-Oh, yeah? -Mm-hmm. I'm really horny.
I want you naked.
-Alex, it's way too cold. -I said, get naked.
And what now?
Come.
-You know, you're a total whore. -Huh?
-What? -Just look at yourself.
You're a foul whore.
You fucked me. You fucked me to get intel for your father.
Hmm? It's just a coincidence, right?
All the plots at the golf course have sold. And your father bought them. Why?
-Alex… -You completely used me, Juliette.
-It's not like you care about your dad. -You have no idea! Okay?
You don't have a fucking inkling of a clue of what you're talking about.
Fucking dirty bitch cunt.
HIGH TIDES
Does it ever get too much?
I get it if it does
But how am I supposed to know?
I'm getting caught up in my thoughts
Only you…
Hey.
-Hi. -Are you coming?
Yeah? Why not?
-Come on, Louise. It'll be good for you. -I'm cool here.
-Should I stay here with you? -No. Have fun.
-Are you sure, girl? -Yep.
Okay. Listen, call me if you need anything, yeah?
Dancing on
The world gone wrong
Yeah, and we typically suggest a scan in that case.
I gotta go, I'll call you back a little later. Yeah?
-Hello, Mrs. Vandael. -Dr. Basteyns.
-You have an appointment? -I don't.
Is that required?
Uh…
It's not looking good, is it, Doc?
No. Mrs. Vandael, it's not.
Oh.
I figured not.
Alright.
Then we know what to do, don't we?
Anyway…
What exactly is your plan then?
-Plan regarding… -With Vermeer.
What on God's green earth could we have possibly done to you?
Our families sustained a friendship for 40 years.
I don't think this is the place--
Do you want our family destroyed, Dr. Basteyns?
Would you please vacate my office now, Mrs. Vandael?
I'll tell you one thing.
I'm not just working with a couple of lawyers.
We have a whole brigade of lawyers working on it.
And your wife's slimy and opportunistic comeback, helping the enemy…
Well, I just… I won't take it.
Good day, Mrs. Vandael.
Au revoir.
I'll sit right here as long as I want.
Cool.
Could you turn off the light…
…on your way out?
Mm.
Light's out. Mm.
-Olivia, sweetie. -Hey.
How are you?
-I miss you. -I miss you too. Come on in.
-Have a seat. Want something to drink? -Okay.
-Does your mother know you're here? -No.
What's going on?
I'm just so sick of the gossiping.
What gossiping?
Both of my parents'… About you.
-Oh. They do it in front of you then? -Yeah.
-I'm basically invisible. -Mm.
That's not a nice feeling, is it?
Mm.
Mom said that you and Angelique want the Vandael Group ruined.
Oh.
Is it true?
Maybe it's time for you to head home.
Your mother will start to worry.
Hey. Back already?
-Um… Where is everyone? -They're skiing.
Daan is in his room, though.
-Are you good? -Yeah.
Here.
I have croissants in the oven. With cheese and Nutella.
Disgusting. How do you still eat that?
It's got sort of, um… like, a thing.
A thing? Okay.
Well, thanks.
Mm.
Do you wanna talk about it?
I don't know.
Juliette was just using me to get, uh…
information for her dad. I had talked to her about this land near the golf course
and it was gonna be Dad's last project.
So, now…
Now we're done.
Fuck.
Yep.
Are you in love with her?
I'm not sure. What is being in love anyway?
Well, were you ever in love with me?
Totally.
What, you weren't?
I was.
But I can't quite imagine what that was like anymore.
Why is that?
-I don't think I'd fall in love the same. -Lou, you don't really get to choose.
No, maybe not. But you can choose who you let in.
And I wouldn't open up to you now.
Okay.
It's like… It's weird to even imagine feeling that.
Because I like you, and I like the other guys, but yesterday I just felt like…
We've don't have a lot in common.
We've grown apart and I don't connect with anyone here now.
The same relationships before were everything I needed.
Look, all I know is, if I don't leave
I won't get further than this.
And I don't mind saying it.
I think…
it's good I know myself.
You get me?
Yeah.
What are you gonna do?
Move to Nepal and start meditating?
Maybe, yeah. Nepal.
-Please, Lou. -No, but it sounds okay.
Nepal. Why not? Experience…
…a different culture,
and learn some other world views, you know, broaden my horizons.
Our whole world exists from the Casino Club to the Zwin.
What are you doing?
Taking over the Vandael Group? Mm, killer. Super fun.
Or is Juliette gonna do that?
No one here likes their life.
And in like 60, 70 years, we're all gonna be in coffins six feet under.
What then?
Well, it'll be a fancy coffin.
-He's really not coming? -Hmm?
I guess not. His ego was hurt, I think.
-That's Alex for you. -Yeah, but you have to remember with Alex,
if he's not the one who's skiing the best, he's miserable.
Mm-hmm.
-Well, that's sad. -Yep.
Yeah, it's true.
-This place is fantastic. -Enjoy it while it lasts then.
Why is that?
The Vandaels are gonna need to sell this place. They're close to bankrupt.
Yeah, fine, but we could just ski somewhere else.
That's not happening and you know it.
-Why? -Everyone's growing up, man.
Our parents still go on vacations together, right?
Yeah. They're better at keeping up appearances.
-Hello, ma'am. -Hey.
I'm Inspector Germonprez. I was hoping to ask you a few questions.
-Alright if I come in? -Yeah.
Thank you.
Ma'am, I'll ask you the same question that I recently presented to your son.
What exactly was your position with the Vandaels?
I worked as their nanny.
The very same people you reported for the murder of your sister? That's strange.
My belief is that you're correct in what you suspected.
And I'm on your side.
That's how it looks.
Mm.
But they don't know where Claudia is either.
Do you trust them?
-Not at all. -Mm.
Yeah, well, you know what's been setting off alarm bells for me?
The grandma's nurse, Vandael's mother's nurse, also disappeared without a trace.
And your son is… He's close with Alex Vandael, isn't he?
Mm-hmm.
And he's close with Alex's friend, Louise. Right?
Mm-hmm.
It seems they've got a real mess over there.
Yeah.
Thomas! Thomas!
-Thomas! -Hey, Daan. Hey! Daan. Hey!
-Thomas! -Daan. Daan! Daan! Daan, shh. Shh.
Daan, you have to chill out. Come on. Daan, stop it.
I'm not gonna let you fuck this up for us, okay? Do you hear me?
Hey! Alex, what the fuck? Alex.
Hey. What the fuck? Daan? Daan?
Hey…
What is it? Just say it.
It's okay. It's okay. Hey…
Hey. What's going on with you?
Easy.
Breathe deeply.
Hot and cold therapy. Works for me every time.
It's okay.
What's with the two of you?
There's something you're not telling me. I know you.
Hey.
Is it something about Claudia?
-Lou, stop it. -What? Why though?
Come on, is it something about Claudia?
Can you tell me, Daan?
Alex pushed her off the balcony.
What?
-Alex, what the fuck? -It was an accident, okay?
-What? -It was an accident.
I believe him.
Is that why you're having nightmares?
-Daan? -Daan.
-Well, then why? -Daan. Daan, you don't have to--
Shut your mouth!
Daan…
What happened?
Alex and I had to bury a dead body in concrete.
Goddammit.
Daan…
Whose body?
Daan.
Thomas.
How did it happen? What happened?
He was attacking my father. Melissa hit him over the head.
-Melissa? -She was trying to protect me.
You guys are sick. You guys are sick.
-No one can find out. -How can you say that?
Louise, I'm serious. No one can find out, okay?
I don't… How can you sleep at night after that?
Lou…
If you do happen to remember anything else that might help us,
please, call me anytime.
Day or night.
-I doubt that I will. -Yeah, well…
It could help your son when he appears before the judge, but, uh…
-It won't go to court that quickly. -It will.
The second he lands, he'll be arrested.
Maybe he'll know more than you. Afternoon.
This is so fucked up.
-My mother can't take the fall for this. -We'll get this fixed, okay?
-There is only one normal way to fix this. -No, Lou.
-We're going to the police. -No, we're not telling the police, okay?
Daan and my whole family, his mother, we'll all be in trouble.
-You guys can't keep this up. -God, Lou, really…
-Okay, well, I can't. -Goddammit. I swear--
Don't even.
How the fuck do I trust you after all this?
Or you.
Well, well, well… You need something?
Eleonore.
-Serious? But we just got here. -Yeah.
-What's wrong? -Better start packing, guys.
-So still really hungover, huh? -Matti, just go ahead and pack, yeah?
We fly at five.
-Fine. Jeez. -Okay.
Dad?
I just got a message that you're flying back in an hour.
Uh, yeah, we're coming back earlier. Daan is not feeling well.
What do you mean by that? What's happening?
Um…
Yeah…
I'm sorry, Dad. He spilled.
He told Louise everything, so I feel like it's best that we stop now, honestly.
Hello?
You are such a moron.
But Dad, I think Louise is right. We have to--
You are gonna keep your mouth shut. You're gonna keep your mouth shut.
Dad, no, I'm gonna tell. Okay? Do you hear me?
-No more. I stayed quiet too long. -Okay.
And it's your fucking sick behavior that got us into--
Okay, what are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?
As soon as I'm in Belgium, I'll talk to Germonprez, alright?
-No, you're not! -Yes, I will.
Okay.
Okay, go ahead. Go ahead, but know that it’s over. Protecting you.
I was hoping that there was something of me in you.
But you are… You are the biggest failure of my life.
I hate you.
Really, Dad. I hate you.
All my life, you've made me feel like…
-What did Alex say? -We have a big problem.
Oh, no.
They told Louise everything. And she wants to report it.
-Fuck. We should have gone to the police. -Are you serious?
We have to get over there now. You swore this wouldn't come out.
-Shut your mouth. -Yeah. You didn't help.
You were supposed to.
-I want to leave. -Why?
-I want to be there before they land. -I'm coming.
-Absolutely not. -I want to come.
Get out of here!
You guys are sick.
-Drive faster. -I'm doing 100.
-Honey, drive faster. -Patrick, the speed limit is 70.
I want to be there before the cops arrive.
-Why don't you drive then! -If I could, don't you think I would?
Dammit! There's only one thing they had to do was and that was to keep quiet!
-I'll say it again. Stay calm. -They had to tell that nutcase Louise!
If the cops see you like that, they're not gonna believe us.
Hey. Stay calm. Patrick.
-Look at me. Hey. Calm down. -Okay.
You just have to trust me. I've got a plan. We're good.
It's gonna be fine.
-Eleonore! -Ah! ne.