VANDAEL FAMILY APPOINTS YOUNG SON AS CEO AFTER DEATH OF PATRIARCH
HIGH TIDES
You find all your old stuff?
This stuff's not old, Alex.
How you been?
Moving on.
-All set for your upgrade? -What?
Vermeer's villa is just a little bit fancier than this shack.
Yeah. But it was cozy here.
Okay. You're free.
I'm not free.
Your mother recommended some pills for me.
Benzos, I'd guess. She eats those all day long, like candy.
I'd avoid that stuff. It clouds your thinking and it causes serious bloating.
Daan?
You're really talented.
Use it, man.
Thanks.
Seriously, Angelique is a total genius.
Once this contract has been signed, it's over and out with the Vandael Group.
Dad?
You really need to forget that boy. That's done.
I wouldn't underestimate Alex.
Come on. He's not nearly as strong as his father was.
Jacqueline can say what she wants, but that kid is just a brat.
So you really wanna destroy them? Even now that Patrick is dead?
Yeah, of course.
Now that they're weak especially.
We'll have their golf project in our hands, and for the first time,
Dutch Property will finally become the largest project developer in Knokke.
Sorry, Belgians.
You know, Eleonore is done with it.
Eleonore is hysterical. She can't do a thing without Patrick.
Once again, it's just clear proof
that women are too soft for this cutthroat business.
Did you seriously just say that?
What's her deal?
Eleonore asked us to go easy on him.
-On who? That kid? -Yeah.
See? Too soft.
Alex is actually a good kid.
You're not gonna tell me you started to care about him, hm?
That's the point, he's a kid.
Yeah, well, all kids need to grow up, you know.
Yes, I'm aware of that. Yeah, Maurice, I need a little more time, okay?
See you tonight at La Réserve.
Geez.
-Hi. -Hey.
-Where's the Jeep at? -I sold it.
Really? Oh. Back to basics?
I needed the money.
-You can always get a new one later. -Lou, you can't buy those new.
-Hey, why are you here? -I need to talk to your mom again.
Look, uh, as far as we're concerned, your dad hasn't always been fair.
That's no secret.
-Not anymore. -Yeah.
But the Vandael Group is in good hands.
I mean it.
-So you're gonna do it? -Do I have a choice here?
Have you seen the state of my mother? No way she can handle taking over.
Don't underestimate your mom.
She's a strong woman. I'm sure she'll pull through.
Hmm.
-Have you been taking some time to rest? -I don't have time to kick back.
This is a critical moment, and Vermeer knows it. Now's when I have to act.
You're right. That's true.
I don't wanna run things like my father.
No backstabbing and lying. I want things…
normal.
The project at the golf course is our last hope, Angelique. Help me out.
Honey, do you realize how stupid it was
to mention the deal with those plots to Juliette?
Yeah, I'm aware of that.
You can't help at all?
No, sweetie, sorry, this is purely professional. I work for Vermeer now.
-Well, don't then. -It's not as simple as that, honey.
Ah, well…
-Would you not interfere with this, Jan? -Dad, you know those guys.
Apparently I'm not interfering.
Can we just stop talking about it? Anyway, it's not done.
The contract hasn't been signed yet.
It's not done. Maybe there's something you can do.
Louise, I'd appreciate if you'd stop butting into my business affairs.
I want Louise to be there. It's important to me.
It's fine if you don't wanna help. But could you at least let me know
how much you offered them, so I can counter or offer a bigger bid?
No, listen, sorry, I can't do that. I'm sorry, Alex, it's nothing personal.
Yeah, I'm not so sure.
I'll give you a little advice, hon.
As long as you continue to take things personally,
you're not ready to do business at all.
Don't forget that. Hm?
-Isn't it beautiful here? -Yeah.
Have you given your camera from Anton a spin yet?
Uhm… No, not yet.
It's a great camera, you know.
-I shoot analog photos on film, Mom. -This has the same effects, he said.
Hey, do you have any of that cash left from Eleonore at all?
Yeah.
So why don't we just get a house with that?
We can go to the Netherlands.
Now that Patrick is dead, I, uhm, I feel like…
I don't know, kinda like…
Like the peace has returned to Knokke.
Wait, you really like it here?
Actually, I do.
And Anton is so sweet to me.
You're the only one who doesn't think he's a prick.
Maybe with regard to business.
What's with you always needing a man to fill the void?
I don't do that.
Yeah, you always change these huge things in your life
without considering where I fit into it at all.
Daan, you know I love you.
And all I want is for you to… to have a good home.
-And don't we have that here? -Yeah, that's what you always say.
But you know I don't wanna be here, and we're still here.
But it's changed here.
Eleonore is done with the whole thing.
Yeah, but the fucking grandmother isn't.
True.
Let's hear what Bonmamie has to tell us first.
You really think she's gonna help us?
I don't.
It doesn't make sense that you guys have none of your money left.
I know that. The banks just don't wanna take on the risk of the golf course deal.
Yeah, I read about it in the paper today. Did you see it?
Yeah, fuck those journalists. All they can do is criticize us.
Is your mom still helping Vermeer?
Yeah, apparently. It's fucked up.
Man. Well, that sucks. And it's Juliette's fault?
That was a fucking nasty move from that chick. Seriously.
Didn't expect that from her. She seemed pretty cool, actually.
-What? -Speak of the devil, huh?
Fucking Judas.
Right? I'm fully on board with her father slapping her.
Margaux.
What? You're not?
Want me to chase her away, or should I ask her to leave?
-Wait, she's leaving on her own. -Bye, bitch!
Ciao, bella!
Look, look, she's going after her.
Yeah, Mother Theresa has work to do.
Seriously? Did you need to do that?
Uh, sorry. Are we not allowed to make jokes about Louise?
-Maybe you've had too much. -Too much.
Actually, I think we need more drinks. Another bottle of rosé?
-Exactly. -Yeah?
-Wazzup! -Keep smiling, buddy.
Juliette!
Juliette.
Hey.
-You alright? -Yeah.
Yesterday was, uhm, heavy.
Yeah.
Alex seems strong, doesn't he?
My mom sometimes used to slap me too.
I deserved it.
And I brought it up while I was in therapy a lot with her.
And I could finally tell her exactly
the way it affected me when she did that shit.
How do you feel it affected you?
You felt it yesterday. How would you put it?
-Lou… -Just try it.
Well, it's, uhm…
It's really the feeling after.
When I imagine that I'm gone, and…
he's happy that I am.
Happy to be rid of me.
Is that deserved?
I really can't say.
I think so.
No one deserves that.
You could try to bring it up with him.
You don't know my father.
What was it that you said to me in Verbier?
About the tools you have to be able to change and control your life for yourself.
What was all that?
One day you might forget that feeling.
-Yeah, I wish. -No. If you do, you'll hit your kid.
You're allowed to end the cycle.
Maybe.
But life isn't like a rehabilitation center either, Lou.
Where they shield you from the rest of the world in some cocoon of safety.
-Don't you think I know that? -No, I honestly don't think you do.
Everyone around here handles you with kid gloves
because they're so afraid you're gonna break again.
Would you stop talking to me like that, please?
Stop with the monologues already, will you?
You don't know me anymore.
I mean, for years I've been working on myself just to be able to function.
And I'll always have to work at it.
Which I can't do alone.
Do you think that's fun at all?
Please, don't talk that way.
I really don't deserve it, and I just wanted to say that…
some boundaries are good.
And I hope you set them.
Vermeer is a shark.
And he's been lurking around all of our lives.
It was your task
to make sure my family wasn't harmed.
-I promise, madam, I tried… -Shut up. I couldn't care less.
So just spare me the details of your supreme incompetence.
We never would have met Thomas if it weren't for the Vandaels.
Well…
For some people that's how it goes in life, son. Eh? Not fair, is it?
-Knokke. -Oh, yeah.
And yet, for some reason you're still right here.
Just like flies on shit.
Patrick offered you help with Thomas.
And so…
you'll even the score for me.
By doing?
That Inspector Germonprez…
That man wants to ruin us.
As a result of that car crash of yours, we're back at square one.
And now it won't take long before he finds
the disappearances of Claudia and Thomas are connected to each other.
-What do you want from us? -You're going to help me to stop him.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF PATRICK VANDAEL
Dad hated that picture.
I know that.
It's in all the papers.
It makes him seem like a real gangster.
Why would you choose it then?
So they recognize him, obviously.
Sometimes I dream that I actually succeeded.
When I shot him.
Oh, yeah.
Well, you don't have to dream it anymore, he's gone.
Miss him?
Yeah.
A lot, for whatever reason.
Mama?
You're a lot better without him.
I'm not so sure about that, Olivia.
Without your father the rest of us are nothing.
Are you gonna be there when I have talk to the detective?
You can do it by yourself, honey.
Do you think he's gonna buy it?
You always protected me, with Dad.
Yeah, that's what a mother does, I guess.
Are Melissa and Daan gonna do it?
I can't really say.
We're so close to everything working out, and both of them know it.
Juliette.
What's wrong?
-Nothing. -You've been crying.
Over that kid?
-Fuck you, Dad. What about that? -Hey! Don't speak like that to me.
Or what?
You'll hit me again?
Everyone already saw what an asshole you are.
Jesus, Dad. I mean, really.
Sorry.
Sorry that I had to be fucking such a disappointment.
Sorry that there isn't a cock between my legs. Sorry.
Is Daan your new project then?
The son that you never had?
Damn, it's like so clear to see. You are so misogynistic, you jerk.
Whatever I try to do, I'll only be a failure in your eyes.
Are you proud of yourself?
Guess you can't be good at everything, huh?
Absent dick father.
A daughter who hates you.
A wife that would rather be dead.
THANK YOU FOR THIS AFTERNOON
BUSINESS ACQUISITION AGREEMENT
BETWEEN: DUTCH PROPERTY AND VANDAEL GROUP
No! No!
Sweetie, you okay? I'm here. Hey, everything's fine.
Hey, honey. I'm right here. Hey, it's fine. You're alright.
Hey, I'm here.
It's okay. I'm here.
Look, it's simple. If we don't own the plot, we can't file the plans.
Can't we ask the city to file the paperwork before it's finalized?
Not anymore. Those days are gone.
And especially now, with all that stuff that surfaced in the media.
-Ah, fuck. -Yeah, fuck.
Alexander, we absolutely must act now, son. We're stuck.
Any news from the banks yet?
They're not cooperating, but that was pretty much to be expected.
Or they're waiting to see how this plays out.
Listen, Alex, I appreciate that you wanna keep fighting for this thing.
Your father was the same way. He couldn't let it go.
But I'm telling you, we had been advising him for months
to accept the offer given by Dutch Property.
Which, by all means, is not a bad deal.
-What is it? Still 158 million? -That's right.
For the seven companies combined.
And Bonmamie's asset management company too?
Especially that one.
Alex, you want our advice?
You should let go of it.
Are you working for him?
Huh? Are you working for him, Maurice?
You could make a hell of a lot of money out of it after those shares are sold, no?
How long have you known me, huh?
Okay.
Call Vermeer. you known me, huh?