River

"Cutting lines..."

"...shitting lumps..."

"...mother shows me how."

"The bitch wouldn’t fuck, so daddy killed my mum."

"Daddy and his friends..."

"...daddy liked it nude."

"She bled but daddy didn’t care."

"Devil rituals, in his living room, it was so strangely beautiful."

Give me my eye drops.

Wait here for me.

What the fuck?

Untie me!

Verbeke, your psychiatrist.

Do you have any idea where you are?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Methylenedioxy...

...cocaine, heroin...

...methamphetamine and ketamine.

That's enough drugs to knock out a horse.

Long story short: in this state of overdose, you were brought to our ER.

We recommend you remain here for the next 48 hours.

Enjoy your day.

No, no, no ...

...not 48 hours!

Aunt, I came here to tell you something.

You will have to take care of yourself from now on.

Even though I love you, I can’t keep doing this.

Are you serious?

Listen to me very well.

Is that speed I see smeared all over your stupid face?

How many times have I told you?

That stuff is dangerous for you. It really is.

Where is it?

Where is it?

Where is that goddamn speed?

Where did you get it?

Who sold you this?

Hello, you speak any French or Flemish?

You called fucking Joeri, didn’t you?

Of course you fucking called him.

Don't worry. It’s nothing.

It can happen to the best of us.

Give me your phone. Now.

Let’s not get worked up about it anymore, auntie.

Drink. It’s for your own good.

Swallow.

Don’t spill anything.

I love your smell.

Tasty little peach.

Sit down.

Enjoy it.

Sounds like you’re in a tough spot.

Telling your story might help. Might even give you peace of mind.

That's why I'm here.

So tell me... what’s your story?

Good.

Let’s be honest. We both know you overdosed.

Stop running, we're here for you.

That's our job.

Listen.

If you ever want to talk... or have questions... just call.

You’re not following, are you?

Tonight River, I’m going to take...

Three grams of ketamine.

Two grams of 2CB.

Three grams of cocaine.

One pill of ecstasy. Maybe two...

Three. Four...

Maybe even five down my throat.

Then I’ll shoot heroin into both my legs.

And I’ll finish with a drop of LSD.

And everyone with a brain knows...

...this can’t be survived.

Can they fix it?

What's broken inside your head?

I also think you have an ugly nose,

an ugly face, and a bird’s nest on your head.

But hey, I’m not judging.

Only he can judge.

And now fuck off.

give me five more minutes.

And clean up the confetti from the backseat

of my car, Mr. Prince Carnival.

Stupid fuck.

Hello, hello!

I’m looking for the guy with his mustache.

Can you please wait there?

- What? - Take a seat please.

With his mustache.

Hello?

And so, they placed me here.

First you have Jerome.

It’s hard to tell what’s going on with him.

Good luck Jerome.

Followed by Uwem, just don’t come near him.

This is Carlos, who looks way too happy to be here.

And then you have this guy. - You just can't fuck with me.

I had to crack his head.

I warned him.

Okay, thanks for sharing Caetano.

Zoë?

We’ve got someone new. River, can you introduce yourself?

Hello, I’m River.

I woke up here two days ago.

I have no idea why or how.

But I feel a... presence.

Something I want to escape from.

I think most of us try to escape from something.

Like you.

You were brought in when I woke up.

I can still see it...

Full of blood.

You looked more dead than alive.

When I look at you, I feel your pain.

It helps me forget mine.

Zoë wait. - Out of my way.

I won’t.

What gives you the right to talk to me like that?

You think you know me?

You have no idea what I had to endure.

You don’t know a thing about me.

You understand?

Nothing!

Wait, listen to me.

Sorry if I hurt you...

Fuck therapy!

Is this guy bothering you?

No, we're done.

You’d make a good girlfriend.

I would never talk to you like that.

Do you know how they call me back home?

Potentially, interesting, fuck object.

Don’t shoot me.

Let me tell you something.

I meet your type every day.

You sure think highly of yourself.

But I don’t buy it.

So stop following me, fuck off and leave me alone.

You and I, we’re the same.

We are both looking for a reason to stay alive.

Wake up auntie.

Donny has to go, like forever.

Don’t cry.

It’s not your fault.

It's all a bit too much for me.

I've messed up too much. Used too much dope.

I lost it.

It’ll all work out.

"Daddy liked seeing me naked..."

"Daddy... he liked to play with me. It tasted bitter, right down to the last drop."

That’s for you.

What now?

River, I need your word.

A promise?

When I’m gone, I want you to...

...take care of my auntie. - But I wasn't allowed to see her.

There’s still time to fix it, isn’t there?

Let’s not raise our glasses just yet.

Look.

It’s a great night, 'cause...

...tonight is my fucking last supper.

We are here. The food will be amazing.

But first, even Jesus has to say goodbye.

My auntie means the world to me.

That’s why, I need a guy like you.

Somebody with brains, someone I can trust.

Someone my auntie can trust.

Tell me, what’s on your mind?

You just can’t live with yourself...

And because of that you destroy everything around you.

But mainly yourself.

You may think so.

I don’t care what goes on in that head of yours.

But you better personally go tell my auntie...

... that you don’t have the guts!

To carry out my final wish.

I will.

When you see her, give her this letter.

If you’d like.

Don’t you dare read it.

You are a man of your word River.

I can tell.

I know so.

You’re going to do it.

Time to raise our glasses.

Tell me, do you find it interesting?

Not much of a talker, are you?

Tell me.

Something funny?

Or are you shitting yourself?

Judas, that's what you're to me.

I found him River, number thirteen of the gang.

Sir.

May we ask you to leave?

You know what I think?

Everyone in this...

...dumb, pathetic shithole of a restaurant

is a damn prick.

That’s what I think.

I’m not leaving.