Amsterdam

Day 3

Crap.

Fuck you.

If you let us go, I'll disappear. You'll never see me again.

Forget it. You're boh going to die.

Day 1

I'm no going inside. -Why no?

Your mother hates me.

Will I see you tonight? -Maybe.

Give me a call. -Alright, I will.

Bye.

Where have you been? Been fooling around with Ghalid?

His name is Khaled. -Yes, now I'm pregnant and I've go Aids.

We're going to get married, move to Morocco and I'll give birth to septuplets.

And I'll die in the streets of Casablanca. -You're no going to marry a Moroccan.

Don't worry. -Be careful. Khaled wants to get married.

Why? -To be legal. He'll be a proper Dutchman.

Yes, he'll get a passport.

Fuck you, man. -Knock it off.

Is Khaled an illegal alien? -Yes, why no?

Why no? Roos, use your common sense.

I won't have an illegal alien here. -That's my decision.

He needs to be rich. -We're working on that.

Sjaak, I mean filthy rich.

If he knows how to treat a woman, I'll be out of here.

Where to? -I don't know. Just away from here.

He won't like that.

Khaled is a tasty morsel, that's all.

Tasty? He's an illegal alien who'll get us into trouble.

No, he won't.

You're right, mom. -Shut up.

We haven't seen him in years. I won't have it. Abdul stays here.

Abdul speaks English. He'll find him.

He's no like his brother. He won't survive out there.

Salam Aleikum. How is your father?

He had a bad night. -Tell him I'll pray for him.

Salam aleikum. -Aleikum salam.

I have a letter from Khaled.

Khaled.

I hope all is well. Here in Amsterdam, everything is fine.

Love to you all, Khaled.

Take it easy.

Take it easy. Take it easy. Hold them together.

Which one? -The red one.

There's somebody coming.

Wait.

Come on, the steering wheel.

Alright, step on it.

Next time we'll bring you a Ferrari.

Don't you want to count it? -There's no need, Willem. I trust you.

Wiillem is my contact.

Relax, man. This is Bertje.

Hi, Bertje.

I have to tell you something. -What?

I'm sorry. What the hell are you doing?

What did you want to tell me? -Nohing.

I want to make love with you.

Roos, what are you doing? -I don't know.

It feels differently now.

Where's your sister?

She was with you.

Where's your broher? -He didn't feel like coming.

The lazy bastard.

Come on, let's go. Let's go hunting.

Come on, Khaled. Let's go hunting.

Here comes Johnny.

day 2

You need to be careful over there.

Howdo you like his haircut?

How do you like his haircut?

Very nice, Philip. You did a very good job.

It's nice, isn't it? -Yes, as usual.

It looks good on him.

Are we going to the beach now? -So you can put yourself out over a boy?

You only blow me once in the weekend. -Come on, George.

Women and maps. Super. -Sorry.

It's a miracle we're no in Paris.

It's a miracle you go your lazy ass up.

Yes, it was a huge mistake. -Maybe it was my mistake. Look.

Give it a break.

Look at that. A sexy guy from Germany has arrived.

No my type. -No? Mine neither, really.

Yes? Hi, Mimoun.

My baby from Morocco. -Hang up.

Why? -Because I say so.

That's no answer. -Listen to your father.

My father? Hello.

Honey, why don't you go to the beach? -Okay.

My bag.

Yes, of course I want to have children.

How many? -Two.

A boy and a girl? -A boy and a girl, yes.

And Roos? Does she want children? -I don't know.

Maybe you should ask her some time.

Kids? I hate kids.

I'd watch my wallet if I were you. -I'm no like you, George.

Watch your money, Philip. -I trust him.

Trust?

Why is he making life so hard on us?

He's having a hard time. -He needs to go in therapy.

Are you crazy? No way. -I was just kidding.

Let's just enjoy our holiday.

Tomorrow we're going to town. -No.

Come with me. -I want to go to the beach.

But why?

No, don't go. Don't go.

Never go away.

Did mom go to bed?

Yes. She wasn't about to wait up for you.

And Roos? -I don't know. She's no home yet.

Did you kill somebody? -I don't know.

I didn't wait around.

Is this all? -Yes, for a golden Rolex.

Agolden Rolex?

You go a lousy deal.

Tell that to fucking Khaled. -I definitely will.

Dickhead.

Khaled called you a lazy bastard.

This lazy bastard stole a Porsche this evening.

I'm going to sell it to Wiillem myself tomorrow.

Khaled closes all the deals. -But not this one.

If it works, we dump him.

We dump him?

That's a nice dream. -Definitely.

A very beautiful dream. -And will it ever come true?

I hope so.

I hope so too. Then you'll finally get out of this crooked world.

Forever. -Thanks.

And you're going to be a respectable man.

Yes, and rich.

Filthy rich. -I'll buy you a house.

Don't even think about it. -Why no?

Day 3

Wake up.

Ho little beavers.

What's the matter with you? -Why?

You look happy. -Shut up, Sjaak.

Shut up, Sjaak.

Hi, Khaled.

No, I've already had breakfast, why? You know I don't like surprises.

No, I don't like very special surprises either.

I think she's in love.

But not with Khaled.

Okay, I'll meet you tonight at seven in the bar.

Why? Because I'm fucking busy, that's why.

What are you so fucking busy with?

Leave me alone.

What can she be doing?

Beats me.

What's going on? -Jaap killed his wife.

Really? -Yes, with a kitchen knife.

He called the police himself. Yes, that sucks.

Come. They never see what they're supposed to see.

And how was your day?

Better than Jaap's.

Thank goodness.

I'm going to propose to Roos today. -Really?

So it's finally going to happen? -Yes.

Then everything will be different. -Yes.

Everything will be different.

wanted

Today will be a very special day.

Abdul sends you his love. He went straight to the police for help.

They will take care of him, and find Khaled.

It's gorgeous.

Yes?

Do you want to marry me?

You shouldn't ask me that, Khaled.

I'm no in love with you. -That's okay.

Are you so sure about that? -Yes. I have big plans for us.

Yes, I'm sure, but how can I love an illegal criminal with no future?

Please, Roos. One thing at a time.

I've go a plan. -Yes, I've heard.

If I marry you, you get a Dutch passport.

Yes, and then I can start my own business.

You'll be amazed. -Forget it, Khaled.

Marry somebody else.

To tell you the truth...

I'm in love with somebody else.

Who? -You don't know him.

What is this bullshit? -lt isn't bullshit.

Don't be ridiculous. -He lives in New York.