Paradise Trips

Mariette next door is depressed.

She's moving, you know? To a flat in the city.

I hope she finds something affordable.

It won't be easy. Oh well. You know what it is:

Her children no longer live at home and she can't cope with that.

It's not easy being on your own again when you get older.

But she has no choice.

FOR SALE

He is in his bus again. I don't know what to do with him

now that he is so-called retired.

When will I see you again? I miss you.

I have to hang up, honey. Speak to you soon. Bye-bye.

Who was that? - A friend.

Mayonnaise.

Are we going to look at that motor home later?

Then we could drive to the Ardennes this weekend.

Or to the coast.

Dockers.

Yes, just a moment, Gino.

It's Gino.

Long time no hear. Gino. How's business?

The good life.

Too much time on my hands.

No, it's not sold yet.

I don't know, Gino. I promised Linda that I would stop.

OK, tell me.

I'll take care of it, Gino.

You can count on Mario.

I am going to Croatia tomorrow. For a week.

What on earth are you going to do in Yugoslavia?

Linda, please don't start. I can't just let the bus rust away, can I?

Come on. Smile.

What is it now? - You know very well.

Linda, it's only for one week.

This is the last one. Honestly. - Yes, yes.

Well, go on then. Or you'll be late.

All right.

It's over here, man.

He looks difficult.

Come on.

Good morning.

You are a colleague of... - Gino.

Gino, that's right. I'm Miranda. I'm organising the trip.

Mario Dockers. - Pleased to meet you.

And thank you for helping us out. - My pleasure.

Here is an advance and directions to our festival.

It's sort of in the middle of nowhere, but you are going to love it.

Look, I don't care what your intentions are. And I don't want to know.

But I don't want any trouble, OK?

Don't worry. We stand for peace.

I'm sure you do.

This looks OK. Go on, get on.

No thank you. We're following you.

We?

I have a little boy. He's still asleep.

Have a safe trip.

Good morning, everybody. Paradise Trips welcomes you aboard the bus.

My name is Mario Dockers.

That's Dockers without an 'n' and friends call me Mario.

Since we will be spending the week together and we want to avoid trouble,

there is one golden rule:

Everyone does his or her thing, but on this bus, Mario is boss.

If you have a problem of any kind, come and talk with Mario.

He will find a solution for you.

Have a pleasant journey.

Grandpa...

Hello, Mr Mario.

What is it?

I didn't bring any money. Can I borrow some? I'll pay you back.

Do I have a long white beard? Do I look like Santa?

No.

Can I have a bite?

You're married.

Yes, I'm married.

Any kids? - No, I don't have kids.

Married, but no kids. What are you? Gay?

Watch it. Show some respect.

It's possible nowadays. Gays can get married.

Miss, do you mind if I finish my meal in peace?

Hey, I'm sorry, OK?

Oh shit. Your nose. Hold on.

Get away from me.

Mr Dockers. Nice weather, isn't it?

It's raining.

How is the trip? Everything OK?

Is there any reason why it wouldn't be?

If you're happy, I'm happy.

See you later. - Undoubtedly.

If you think that you can mess around with Mario,

you are dead wrong, OK?

Pull one more of these stupid pranks and the bus drives back home.

Show me what you have in that handbag.

Don't be so uptight. It'll give you cancer.

No pushing. There is enough for everybody. I'm no ice-cream cart.

Look at her.

The toilet flooded and I really have to go.

The next stop is our destination.

So go back to your seat, it's safer. - But...

Fuck.

Hi, Belgians. Welcome to paradise.

Oh, it's so wonderful that you are all here.

Hello, young man. I'm Esmeralda. And you are?

Mario Dockers. - Mario?

A very handsome name for a handsome man. I love your bus.

Flora?

We'll be neighbours, how cool is that.

Was it a long drive?

Now he's soaking wet. Come, sit over there.

Flora?

You must be starving, right?

Make this gentleman some food, will you, love?

She's amazing in the kitchen. Vegetarian and delicious. Healthy too.

Here you go, enjoy your meal.

Dates, kale, peas and carrots,

green pepper. Good for the circulation.

These are real wild mushrooms. They won't make you hallucinate.

Is there a restroom around here?

Yes, over there, love.

Hey, Mario. Don't throw paper in it, OK?

In the drum.

It is an ecosystem.

Hey, rascal.

Is your mum in?

When will she be back?

Then I'll just wait.

Say, do you mind if I sit with you? In the shade.

So, do you like it here?

It's a horrible vacation.

You are the first normal person I've seen here.

You're funny.

What's your name? - Sunny.

Pleased to meet you, Sunny. I'm Mario.

Really? - Yes.

My game is also called Mario.

Wow, that looks like a fun game.

He has a moustache too, just like you. - I can see that.

This is how you go forward, you do this to jump and this is how you kill.

Your turn.

I still have a lot to learn. - No kidding.

Those are fancy shoes.

My dad bullies me about them.

That's not very nice.

So where is your dad? Didn't he come along?

He is a bastard.

Come on, it can't be all that bad, eh?

He was in prison too. He is a drug addict.

Oh dear.

Sunny, lad, I'll be going back to my bus.

And tell your mum to come and talk with Mario. It's urgent.

Here. - Keep it. You need lots of practice.

But I do want it back.

I promise.

Sunny, listen to me.

From now on I want you to stay away from that bus driver.

Did you hear me?

Jimmy Dockers.

I should have known.

Foxy, care for a sausage? Don't look so glum, man.

I'll bring it in a little while, OK?

Love of my life. Is there... a nice... piece of meat... for me too?

I thought you were a vegetarian. - I think I may convert.

A sausage.

Did you put your bike inside yet?

We're off early and we won't wait for you.

Don't wait for me. I'll just stay in Belgium.

Sunny, can I see your new shoes?

Made by poor kids in Bangladesh, you know?

Fuck you.

That's no way to talk to your dad, OK?

Stop teasing him.

You shouldn't have bought those shoes. - He did well in school.

Nikes, a Nintendo. One day he'll be working at a bank.

As long as he's happy.

Say it isn't so.

Good morning!

This will get us through the summer.

And this is for the bus.

What's the matter?

I think I'm tripping.

Hey, what's wrong?

What does it say on that bus? - Paradise...

Holy shit.

But didn't he retire? - Apparently not. How could you?

I did not call him, I swear.

Wait a bit, love. You don't really have to run into each other?

The biggest fascist in Antwerp and you want to bring him to...

Thirty people paid for this trip. Our holiday money.

Go without me. I don't want to hide. - Love. Hey.

Don't worry about it.

Watch this.

Well? What did he say?

The necessary business details.

He seems like a nice guy.

Yes...

Perhaps it's not a coincidence.

It's your karma to get back in touch with your father.

Karma, my arse.

Have we left already or what?

Which one of you idiots left without asking me first?

Watch your mouth, mate.