Fijn Weekend

There they are!

- Yeah, let me out. Let me out. - Wait! Kato!

- Job! Wait, Job! - Wait, slow down!

72 HOURS EARLIER

THE AWKWARD WEEKEND

Ollie, the '90s just called. They want their camera back.

Fuck!

All the smartphones.

- That old camera? Still? - Are we really live right now?

Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy.

- Ollie, look at Dad. - I don't remember.

No, I don't remember.

Young people these days...

- Jel. - That finale was legendary.

Like a king.

- Almost. You're gonna flood it. - There we go.

There's no time.

Ah, brothers.

What are we doing? Announce the winner!

I think the t-shirts look very nice.

Give me that.

- Yeah, come on! - Same thing every year.

- Yeah. Look right at me. - Yeah, good, isn't it, sweetie?

He's just messing with us!

Okay, Ollie. Ollie, this one's for Dad.

It's like a cape!

I've opened a bottle of wine.

Yeah, okay. We're done.

Ollie!

Come here.

Well, here we go, little brother.

Job? Sweetie, have you seen Job?

Let's put Ollie at the head of the table.

That's perfect, honey.

Is Eef here yet?

This is Eef.

I'm busy doing more pleasant things than talking on the phone...

- Jesus. You okay? - Yeah. I'm good.

Oh, well. Hey, Eef, it's me again.

Um, is everything okay?

What time do you get here?

Hold on. Oh, shit. Wait. Well, call... call me when you can.

Hey, my rascals!

- Hello. - How are you?

Great.

Mom, They can't leave their beds until the little sheep turns green, okay?

Stick to it. Otherwise they'll never learn.

Guys, be nice!

I really have to go. Okay. Love you guys. Later! See you!

Perfect.

Oh! What is this?

A pigeon dish, with snails.

- Kinda like surf & turf? - No.

You know, I could open with the act and then scatter the ashes,

or after the finale. That would also be nice.

Jel, shouldn't we check how she's doing first?

Yeah, sure.

'Cause I think she dreads

the idea of scattering the ashes of the love of her life.

Oh, of course.

Jel...

- What is this? - Huh?

- They call that a cunt. - No, it's a goatee.

- Tit... - Any news from her?

No. I've called and she's not picking up.

- Seriously? - What's that smell?

Jesus, Tit, you could've cremated your brother with that temperature.

- Don't worry. We've cheese, ham, oysters. - It looks interesting, the black part.

Kato!

Oh!

Job, get rid of that poor animal, right now!

- Hey, it was him or us. - Who?

That boar. It came straight at us.

It looked at us with those crazy eyes, and I just shot it right in the jugular.

You can't keep taking that poor man on your Rambo adventures.

It's called hunting.

- You can't do that! - Why not?

No need to panic, I got the stains almost completely out, so...

Oh, my God!

Eef will arrive any minute now, and a huge, stinky dead boar

is not the perfect gift for a consecrative weekend.

- Are we missing someone? - Yeah, Eef, Pa. She'll be here soon.

Tit, Jel, grab a leg. Come on, now.

Yeah, now.

Jelpie, you missed a spot when you shaved, man.

Where?

That thing around your mouth, to be honest.

- Oh. - Eef'll be here soon.

- That's good, Pa. - Did you prepare anything for later?

He prepared something, though. Wow.

He was your best friend. I think this is a pretty special moment.

I'll just come up with something.

You're pushing. You have to pull.

- Damn, Jelmer. - Pull, Jelmer.

- Not now, Pa. - What's keeping Eef?

I don't know, but apparently I'm the only one who cares about this.

We're all pulling this boar, right? Not now, Pa.

Let's just hang it. Come on.

Oh, fuck.

You okay, Pa?

- Yeah. Cancer, am I right? - You don't have cancer.

- Yeah, but you never know. - Now, let's try to keep things light.

Hey!

Guys, this is Bram.

Hi.

My new "flame."

Bram, flame. It sounded funny in the car.

Pal?

- Hey, sis! - Sis!

Aw, hey.

Hey. Bram, this is Kat, my sister.

Hey. What's up?

Wow... What a beast! Is that my welcome gift?

- Oh, I'm so sorry. - Flowers would've been fine.

I thought you wouldn't have one of these.

- Hey, sweetie. - Hey, honey.

It's wonderful to see you.

You have a safe trip?

- I'm Bram. - Hey, I'm Job.

Want something cold to drink?

- Lovely. - Nice.

Okay, cool.

- Good to see you, Jel. - Hey.

- Well... Oh. - Hello, darling.

I like the facial hair!

Yeah.

Hey, are those Ollie's shoes?

- Yup. - They look good on you.

- Nice suit, man. - Yeah, it's, uh, wool.

Angora goat. Turkish.

Isn't it a bit warm?

Wool is warm when it needs to be warm

and cool when it gets hot outside.

Oh, my name is Jelmer.

- Hi, nice to meet you. - Hey, Tit. This is Tit.

Hi, Tit. Bram.

- Titia. - Okay.

Sorry we're so late, guys. Traffic and...

Better never than late.

- Hmm? - Oh.

Is it okay if we go freshen up first?

- Yeah, sure. - Afterwards, we'll...

Towels are in the vanity right beneath the sink.

- If you need shampoo or conditioner... - Great, darling. Awesome.

- Yeah. - Okay.

- See you soon. - See you soon!

What the fuck?

- He's that famous singer! - She's crazy. How can she bring someone?

I am so canceling this weekend.

- What a twist, right? - No.

- It'll be fine. - Yeah, Job?

- Think it'll be fine? - Dad must be very confused.

Hey, she's your teenage sister, you handle this mess. Okay?

So nice, a real shower.

Well, I prefer the camper van, you know.

Yeah. For sure.

Wasn't that kind of awkward?

Hmm?

It's as awkward as you make it.

It's all in here.

Oh, that's funny. I thought it was, uh,

- in here. - Oh!

- You touch it, you go all the way. - Oh yeah?

Rules are rules.

Oh. Sorry, Master.

- Yeah, or he's just a rebound. - It doesn't matter.

- That happens a lot. - It's disrespectful.

- He could sing something. - No, we cancel it.

I liked his last album.

Job, this is not the time. Let's wait and see how it goes, okay?

- You tell her or I do. - Now I have to adjust my whole act.

You listen to his music all the time.

Yeah, because I'm sick of your stupid banjo music.

Wow, I call it bluegrass, but sure.

I'm very happy that she's here, so...

- Hey! - Hey, Eefie.

Clean teeth now?

Actually, now they're dirtier.

Okay. I'll go.

Ugh.

Ugh, what's that smell?

Hmm?

- Oh, it's my chemical toilet. - Oh!

Okay.

So you live here now?

Yeah.

Small, but cozy, hmm?

What's up?

Uh, nothing.

I just wanted to see your... camper.

Oh, cool.

- What do you think? - About my camper?

No, just this weekend here. Together.

Oh, uh, yeah, great. You?

Yeah. I like it too.

It's weird.

Weird? What's weird?

Scattering the ashes and all...

- Hmm. - ...with a new person present.

Ah.