Family Way (Alles is Familie)

Charlie, hi, we had an appointment.

Rutmer asked me to make a movie.

For your parents.

For their 40th anniversary. - Fuck.

Yes.

Okay.

The camera is rolling.

Dear dad, mom.

Did you know that one out of three killings...

Happens domestically, within the family.

Perhaps it's nicer to start off positively.

Of course, yes.

Dear Arend and Jeanette, you prove that it's possible.

A perfect marriage. - They say that love is a verb.

Well, family, that's a verb as well.

Well, I have a brother. And, well, I had a sister.

And now I only have Dick.

Dick is my brother-in-law.

He was married to Anouk, they got two children...

Then Anouk got cancer and now she's dead.

Dick had it all and then... cancer.

No, edit that one out, please.

The secret of a good marriage is to stay surprised.

In a child-like manner.

And to keep feeding your inner child.

And the other one's as well.

And to keep looking at each other like... Who are you?

Hmm. I am kidding now.

But that is what keeps us close. The child.

Here. - Until we have one ourselves. Right?

A child. Yes, of course.

But working on it!

Has Rutmer already told that he knows Lionel Richie?

Lionel.

What a guy.

I made him a couple of songs.

But, he didn't want them.

Cocky..

But I will definitely find someone else.

With my figure and intelligence, I sure will.

Fortunately, I happen to have a very social job.

The Barbapapas, that's a family I like.

They're just so together...

But also doing their own thing.

Charlie?

O, yes, you are still here of course.

And I am on both Twitter and Facebook nowadays.

So, it will definitely work out.

Dad, mom, this is her.

This is...

What's your name again?

No, I am joking of course.

Yes, you know my name, right? - Sure.

Do we have enough?

FAMILY IS EVERYTHING

I am an easy guy, one that like to joke around..

I take everything as it comes..

I don't have any issues, nothing too difficult..

A triangle is not a circle, that one is round..

Life is nice..

Listen to this! This all cheery and shit!

A moneymaker , isn't it? Moneymaker !

And he's done it again! What a killer, man!

That's me, this is my life it is chill

You gotta live your life

Life is all you do about it

It doesn't have any substance at all, does it?

But in the meantime you think that it does.

Isn't that brilliant!

Hey Winnie. Charlie.

I was just about to leave. - I am here for the car.

Are you using the car?

I have to go to work. Rutmer told me that I could.

You know the way?

Cut it out, man.

Because last time he drove it in the canal, Rut!

That's why it's not a good idea. - Win, just think along.

If he doesn't make it to Markelo on time there will be no food, hon.

Never mind, I'll get a cab.

Will you then pick me up with my own car?

Can I play you something for sec? - I need to go to work.

Just a sec! You gotta live your life

Life is all you do about it

You gotta live your life

I want a cab..

Be careful, okay? - Sure. - I'm serious.

I told you: yes! - And will you be on time?

And you're bringing the meat, right? - Yes!

Jesus. Why don't you go to work. Winnie!

Where there will be plenty of people who..

Love to be told what to do!

How interesting, that you're so upset.

It says more about your own insecurity You know that, right?

Win, I was just thinking. - Yes?

I think I just stepped in some dog shit, before I walked in.

Maybe it's on the carpet, consider taking a look!

Hey, Dick! Everything alright? - Yes!

Pancake? - Lovely.

Coffee? - Coffee!

Do you have plans for the weekend?

I will be with my family-in-law in a lodge.

Lodge..

In Markelo. - Markelo!

Yes..

I don't want to be too late.

We still have to arrange the whole treasure hunt.

Yes.

So.

Yes, I know, so many things happened to me to be grateful for.

Ik have a son, he is so kind and caring.

He did an IQ-test.

Skipper scored exceptionally high.

So he is, he is handsome and smart.

So lucky I am.

But my husband remains dead.

And I try to tell it myself sometimes...

But it's still unreal.

Misfortune comes naturally, Lucy.

Bad luck, distress, misery.

Sooner or later, we are all overcome by it.

And there's nothing we can do about it.

Happiness, on the other hand, is something we can work on.

In fact, I believe that happiness is not about coincidence.

Of or with God or faith, or I don't know.

Happiness often happens to be the consequence of an act.

Delightful! Have a great weekend everyone. - Yes, nice weekend!

Winnie, right? - Yes.

I am Skipper. Lucy's son.

Right, hey! I'm here to pick her up. How sweet.

Well..

I have to go.

Nice weekend!

Who's that? - The son of one of my students.

He is super talented. - Yes. In his underpants or what?

Do you have the wine? Suitcases?

At what time do we have to be in the hospital?

In fifteen minutes, honey. - Okay. Let's go.

I mean, now it's nice. But in one year I'll be done.

I mean, it isn't really food.

It is mousse and foam And molecular shit.

What are you thinking about when I say Bistro? Paris!

Paris ! Alain Ducasse!

Who cares about all this trendy stuff with nitrogen?

Charlie?

Will you join me?

Whereto? - Paris.

If I could get something off the ground would you be..

Are you coming with me?

Charlie!

We'll discuss it tonight. - I won't be here.- O, putain .

Here, meat for the family.

Marbled. Drive them crazy!

And that's why I think now: You know what..

I will do everything it takes to write a spectacular cd.

Something that moves and hits you.

Right here!

You know that people will say: Rut, what the fuck!

Yes, maybe it's time for some more depth, yes.

Always that smell. - That's the word.

I'm all for depth.

I will make a song that will make people cry tears of emotion.

Well, for example.

Can I help you? - It's okay. We have an appointment with Lodewijk.

Lo! - O, God, there he is!

Zell! Der weisse Engel!

How is Vera? And the kids? - Yes, good.

Well, old chap.. Give it to me, what's the verdict?

Yes. I understand that this news might hit hard.

Slow sperm motility?

Well, it's more like. Dead.

You should, let me explain, see it as...

It is.. Dead.

Sperm.

Well, okay then.

There's some other possibilities.

Like? Adoption or what?

Yes, possibly. Though I was thinking of..

Something like artificial insemination by donor sperm.

You mean by another guy? - By a donor, yes.

Do you have a brochure about that? - Yes.

Okay, let's do it.

But we're not going to the sperm bank.

Hold on. Take it easy. What are we talking about?

This is shit, this.

If we do this it will just be like Russian roulette.

You'll never know what they put in.

If you're lucky you could tell the sperm bank:

I would really quite like it if the donor has blue eyes.

Apart from that, you know nothing. Like the donor's education.

You don't know his social background.

Then I could also just have sex with some random stranger.

Yes, Rut. I want the best of the best.

I want... Nobel prize winning sperm. - Yes, but.

And, I will also do it at home, by myself.

I don't need that stinky hospital.

There's something wrong with me.

I can even feel my own ovulation. - Really?

Look, they want a child.

And it's not as if, now that you're the weak link..

That we should give up. - The weak link?