Everybody's Famous! (Iedereen beroemd!) (Iedereen beroemd!)

There, there.

Something like that. Do you like that?

That's nice isn't it?

You're going to be famous, Marva.

Very famous.

She's useless, isn't she?

That was Vanessa Paradis, by Marva Vereecken!

lt was short, but sweet, Marva.

Mister Mayor, your points please.

Three points, that is not very much.

Three, two and one, that...

Good try.

Do you know who you should be? Micha Mara.

Micha Mara is a hundred years old.

Micha is my age, Marva.

She always did well, you know why?

Because she sings in Flemish.

People have to understand what you're singing.

Don't forget that Flemish people are simple people.

And you are the simplest of all.

From the sunny south...

here is Andrea Bocelli!

Bocelli, god damn it. How could they let him win?

He could see, but he sure couldn't sing.

You've said that a thousand times.

Don't let it get to you.

lt's always the same.

Nobody sees how good our Marva is.

ls it that bad?

She just wants to have a good time.

She's almost eighteen, Chantal.

She'll have to make her own way soon.

And l don't want her to end up in a factory.

-She should have a real life. -Don't push her so much.

-l don't push her! -Yes, you do.

What do you know about showbiz?

Someday our Marva will appreciate what l do for her.

-Someday Marva will be a star. -Yes, Jean. Sleep well.

Jean, how did it go yesterday?

-She won, as always. -Congratulations.

When will we see her on TV?

When will we see you on TV?

Do you know who l like? That Debbie, fantastic woman.

That last song is phenomenal. lt goes like...

lt goes like...hold on...

You don't have to ask

l am there for you

You don't have to know, that's why l'm a woman

You don't have to fear

God knows how many men she's had to fuck to get there.

Why do you say that?

Because that's how it works. Everyone knows that.

Would you do that?

l'll take you with me

To paradise

l'll take you with me to heaven for you and me

-Well? -l've seen her do better.

She's not the same as she was a year ago.

Now listen to me, Debbie.

l work day and night so you can be number one.

l don't have a wife or children.

l sacrifice everything for you, because l think you're unique.

Listen...

-You should get your car fixed. -What?

Something's wrong with the engine.

l can take a look.

Do you want to be a singer or a car mechanic?

-What l want is a break. -And car mechanics don't work?

They work when they want to.

You don't know what you're talking about!

Everyone wants to be you!

Guitar.

Trumpet. That's as far as l got.

When did you make that?

Last night, in the bathroom.

-Do you like it? -l think it could be big.

Seriously?

lt reminds me of someone who is looking for love...

but can't find it.

l'm going to surprise the women at breakfast.

They'll be proud of you.

l think so, too.

l hate night shifts.

Me, too. l could easily sleep for twelve hours now.

Who's stopping you?

Liz. She's got exams.

She asked me if l could give her a lift.

Can't she take the bus?

-She doesn't want to. -You let her control you.

That's not true. You just don't understand.

To a student exams are hell.

Where we were all night is hell, Willy.

See you tomorrow.

Jean...good luck.

-What took you so long? -l had to bring Jean home.

God knows why you like Jean.

-He wrote another good song. -Please spare me the details.

ls it good, girls?

Good.

Guitar!

Trumpets!

That's all l have.

l still have to think of an ending.

And l need good lyrics.

lt is perfect for you, Marva.

Oh, no! This can't be true. What happened, children?

Who did that?

-The witch! -The witch?

The witch put a spell on the Prince, Princess.

Only a song can save him.

-Can you sing? -l don't know.

Shall l try, children?

Yes!

Please open your eyes and see my prince

See how for us a new life begins

Days of joy and days of hope

Were promised to me by an angel

Please open your eyes and see my prince

Everything has value and everything is useful

Don't think too much about what is good and what is bad

An angel told me that

Oh, Princess! You sing so beautifully.

What's wrong?

-Damn it! -What's wrong?

lt's over. We've been fired.

Who's we?

Everyone! The factory is bankrupt.

-Says who? -The board.

There's a note in the restaurant.

l can't tell my family.

Marva will hate me even more.

Liz won't think it's funny either.

She'll have to pay for college herself from now on.

God damn it!

We should set the factory on fire!

Come on! We'll throw a fire bomb into the director's office.

Take it easy, man.

Bastards!

Willy, they can't bring us down!

-We will survive. -How?

l don't know that, but l do know they can't bring us down.

Listen, we won't say anything at home yet.

-lt'll be on the news tonight. -Mine never watch the news.

Mine is never home.

We won't say anything at home.

-Why? -l swear...

l'll find a solution.

l don't need promises, there are no rules

Let it all happen and it will be all right

lt's amazing that she gets paid to look so stupid.

Do you know that she makes a million a year?

Don't exaggerate, Marva.

l'm not exaggerating. l read it in the tabloids.

A million, without the gigs. With those, it's double.

l'm going to bed.

Good night.

-Who is it? -Me.

-l want to say good night. -Good night.

Can't l come in?

OOK.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

You forgot to give me a kiss.

So l thought l'd come and get it myself.

l'm not twelve anymore.

lt has nothing to do with age. lt's just a nice gesture.

Do you know what my father did before l went to sleep?

First he gave me a kiss. And then a hug, like...

l think that's stupid.

l'll tell you something.

There are days like today...

when l miss his kisses and hugs.

-What are you doing? -Nothing.

lt's just...

What's that?

A bra.

How much did it cost?

l can make monthly payments.

How much, Marva?

Do you know what l want instead of a dad...

who gives me kisses and hugs?

One who is not so scared to spend a little money.

Good. Sleep well.

Box--25 cents.

-What are you doing here? -l'm calculating something.

What?

How much it would cost to make a CD ourselves.

-But... -lt's not that much.

-lt costs a couple of thousand. -A couple of thousand?

And then the promotion of course.

Jean, stop dreaming. We can't afford such a thing.

Chantal, it's an investment. l believe in Marva.

And l believe that you're crazy.

What time do you have to be at work?

What time, Jean?

9:00.

So go to sleep.

These are the strongest l have.

This is the first time l've needed anything.

Sure.