The Ardennes (D'Ardennen) (D'Ardennen)

Drive!

Fuck!

Where's Kenny?

Dave, where's your brother?

Dave!

There was nothing I could do.

Mr. De Swaef, not only have you

refused to cooperate with the investigation,

you have also consistently hindered it.

Despite previous convictions and the chance to get professional help

with your persistent drug problem, you continue to relapse.

I take note of your difficult childhood

but that cannot excuse the excessive violence

and brutality of the acts committed.

We therefore condemn you to the maximum sentence of seven years.

It'll be alright.

Stef.

Best of luck.

You sleep on top.

The Ardennes

They paid for part of it, so in exchange,

I had to trim the hedge.

It's bamboo,

so you have to do it with a machine.

I'd never used one before.

I'd promised Dad, so I did it.

I just can't say no.

Something else to work on, learning to say no.

While I was trimming,

a splinter flew into my ear.

It pierced my eardrum.

I can't swim for a month.

So...

Diving in Bali...

My whole trip is ruined.

I'll just have to live with it...

Thanks for listening, thanks for the meeting.

Thank you, Cindy.

That's the end of the meeting, but...

I think we have something to celebrate today.

Sylvie, don't hide.

You have something to say.

I'm Sylvie, I'm an addict. - Hello, Sylvie.

I've been clean two years today.

I hope it stays that way. I've fought hard for this.

Each and every day, even now.

You know, my mom...

she always said that in life

you can be whatever you want if you want it hard enough.

What bullshit.

It's bullshit and she knows it.

She's always sat behind the till at the supermarket...

well, stood.

I always wanted to be Madonna.

Still do.

You don't always get to choose.

What weather it will be, what men you fall for...

getting hit by a car and ending up in a wheelchair.

You don't choose those things.

You can lie in bed all day, crying.

Or you try to make a go of it, one day at a time.

That's what I did, 'cos that's a choice I do have.

You all do.

I don't need to use anymore.

I couldn't have made it without you.

I want to thank you for that.

There...

I wish you all a good 24 hours.

Thank you, Sylvie. - Thank you.

Call for you.

It's your mother.

Your mother, on the phone.

Mom, I'm working.

Get out of the way.

When?

OK.

I'll call you later, don't worry.

Yeah, OK.

Bye.

Can I see it? Nice.

Great, huh? - How are you, honey?

You? - Fine.

Hi, Daisy.

Turn the heat on. - Just a second...

Have you been good?

Too good...

How's that? - It's just...

I look ridiculous with a dog like that.

You're more of a pit bull, eh?

Not a chihuahua, for sure. - Hear that?

Dave's saying mean things...

What's wrong?

It's been approved.

Really?

That's good news...

When?

He gets out Saturday, 9 a.m.

It'll be OK.

De Swaef, get a move on.

A couple of minutes won't make any difference.

You OK?

OK? - Yeah.

Coming!

Here she is, the flower of the hood.

What's all this?

Not like that. - Hi, Mom.

I already have a tree, Kenny. - A plastic one.

Did Patrick come about the boiler? - This morning.

Push, Dave. - Shoes off!

The plastic tree's good enough. Dave, off with your shoes!

A plastic tree is a plastic Christmas, Mom.

And who's going to clean up the needles?

Not me.

I'll do it. - Mom, do you still have Cha-Chas?

Bounty bars, in the kitchen.

There you go, Mom.

Do you even know what a broom looks like? - Imagine it covered with baubles.

Mom...

Doesn't Kenny get a kiss?

Son...

Come here.

He's jealous.

The three of us together again. - OK, OK.

Coffee?

Don't you wish you were a kid again?

Playing football on the square,

then back home

with dirty shoes to eat cookies.

No worries.

And those weekends in the Ardennes, good times!

The Ardennes were nice.

The three of us should go back there sometime.

You were so good there.

Was it the mountains, the good air?

Fresh air's good for you...

The air's bad here. I've always said so.

Hills...

There are hills in the Ardennes, not mountains.

How old were you then? - Twelve.

Here, take one.

Where are all the photos of me? - What?

How come there are so few photos of me?

Maybe you're not photogenic?

Come on, let's go.

I'll just put my stuff upstairs.

Wait, sit down.

I don't want to go through this again. - It'll be OK, Mom.

I can't take any more.

I tried everything,

but somehow, things went wrong with you two.

That's just the way it is.

It's up to you now.

Don't worry, I'll take care of Kenny.

Promise?

Promise?

I promise.

Goddam bunch of losers!

Unbelievable. Still 0-0.

They're paid a fortune.

How much do you stand to win?

How much do you stand to win? - 600, if they score a goal.

Is he a friend? - My brother.

Keep him away from the TV. He's bad luck, I can feel it.

And he stinks of sweat, I can smell him from here.

Does he ever wash?

This is a carwash.

We need to radiate cleanliness.

Mind your passes, dammit!

I'd like to help you, but times are hard right now.

In 3 months, I'll fire those foreigners... - 3 months!

This isn't Social Services.

Nico, I'd like to help, but like I said, times are hard.

Come on, let's go.

Penalty!

It's a sure thing, it's gonna be OK.

Don't mess up!

Robert, if he scores, I'll double up your 600.

I'll go to the bank right now. - Kid, it's not worth it.

And if he doesn't?

You hire Kenny.

OK, deal.

1200, huh?

Who's taking it? - Simons.

Come on, Simons, focus.

Not in the middle. Choose a corner.

Goddammit! Simons, fucking loser!

What was he thinking? I said, not in the middle!

Pathetic kick!

How did you know? He's not missed once this season.

Not when it counts. Under pressure, he misses every time.

How do you know? - I played against him as a kid.

Where? - Club Antwerp.

From now on, you fill in my betting slip.

Monday?

Whatever.

Thank your brother, Nico. You can send Simons a card, too.

Kenny. - What?

The name's Kenny.

No crap from you, OK?

Fancy going out tonight?