Hotel Beau Séjour (Beau Séjour)

Steroids, not the best quality but I'd guess it's about 20 kilos.

If you fancy a cook-out...

-We could publish a cookery book. -Three labs in two months.

Congratulations.

-Are you coming to the motocross? -Is he in top form, Leon?

If you can party, you can compete in the motocross.

Bles? Bart speaking. Send a team, we've hit the jackpot.

Your dad can snore.

-Do you want anything from the kitchen? -No.

-Cyril, the fridge. -It wasn't me, it was already open.

-They must have had a hell of a night. -They'll have a hell of a hangover.

Did you hear Kato come home last night?

No.

This is Kato, I'm not available. Leave a message.

Kato, can you ring me back when you hear this message? It's mum.

Take your trunk off.

-Did I wake you up? -No, no. Well, yes, you did but.

Is something wrong?

Hi, Sofia.

-What time is it? -Why didn't Kato cycle home with you?

-I don't know. It was fun. -What?

Well, her dad was the bartender.

Luc pulling pints at the shooting festival. What a surprise.

He must be taking her to the motocross.

-Isn't Leon riding today? -Yes. Can't he just let us know?

Give him a call.

Who'd like coffee?

-Leave a message after the beep. -Luc, can you call me back, please?

Coffee?

Dad, please get out of my room.

Mrs? Mrs, can you help me please?

Wait.

Do I have to do this all by myself or what?

The shooting queen, we should congratulate her on her victory.

-Let's hope we see some sorting. -Of course, Jef.

It doesn't have to be difficult.

If everyone would chip in the planet would be a lot better off.

Thanks for the advice.

What have you got, old chap? Drugs?

-Mrs, I've found a hammer. -It must belong to one of the tents.

-But it has blood on it. -Somebody must have hit their finger.

Ufo, they think they can pull Jef's leg.

They should know better.

Charlie?

-Are you all right? -Yes.

Can I come in?

Are you coming for breakfast? It's ages ago that we ate together.

It was a kind of late yesterday.

-Did you go to the shooters festival? -Of course not.

They're a bunch of Limburg imbeciles in medieval costumes.

Your dad is from Limburg but he's no imbecile.

All cops are imbeciles.

Next, you'll tell me that he's waiting with fresh rolls.

He'll have more time once the hotel is open.

Shall we start the day on a positive note?

-I'd like you to come to the motocross. -No way.

If anybody asks, we'll say you were travelling.

We can practise if you like? Charlie, see the Mayas? Machu Picchu?

-That's the Incas, mum. -Sit up.

Two on an empty stomach.

There's a big boy.

-Kato is just seeking attention. -Don't start now, will you?

-I'm going to check t Luc's. -I thought you had tests to mark?

You'll only get up Luc's nose. I'll go, instead.

-I thought we were going to the farm? -His Lordship has woken up.

We'll go and see Luc first and then we'll go and see grandma.

Sofia, are you staying here with Kristel?

She's bound to call.

-I'm leaving. -Don't bother to switch it off.

-Come on, Leon, you're uncle is here. -I'm on my way.

Hello, Lieke.

-Is anything wrong? -You're late.

-We've rolled up another one. -I should have ordered that rain shower.

Will the decorators finish on time?

They'll have to because the opening date has been set now.

Leon wants me to support him but I don't want them to mess it up.

Calm down, be patient for two weeks. I'll bring him back in one piece.

-Where are you going? -Away.

-Your dad asked you to stay. -And what do you say?

-Let us know if you hear from Kato. -Yes.

Mum?

You have to call the cops, mum.

Come on, Cato, answer the phone.

This is Kato, I'm not available. Leave a message.

But I'm in front of you.

Call the cops, mum. I woke up in Beau Sejour with blood on my hands.

Mum?

Come on.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

-Isn't that cool? -Posh.

Yes, it is.

-Hello, Jef. What can we do for you? -I found this at the shooters club.

You know that I have a certain gift and this looks ominous.

Right, Ufo? That man must see it has blood on it.

Ufo, tell your master that we'll look at it soon.

Jef, we'll look into it immediately.

-Are you coming to the motocross? -Vanessa is doing the flowers.

-Vanessa? -Yes, come on.

Whatever you say.

There is nobody home.

Luc and Kato will be at the motocross.

I can't wait around, I'm going to look for her.

-I'll drop Cyril off and I'll come over. -Get a move on.

What are you going to do?

Yes, Inez? Kristel speaking, Kato's mum.

I was shooting all day so I didn't see much, really.

-Did she spend the night at Leon's? -It's possible, perhaps.

-Okay, bye. -Don't look for me, I'm right here. Mum?

I think it's going to be a good weekend, Mr Treasurer.

So do I.

-There you are and good luck. -Mr chairman?

-Leon Vinken is in shape today. -You're riding for the title today.

Aren't you?

Yes, Kristel?

Dad, can you hear me? Dad, can you hear me?

Dad, you must help me. I woke up in Beau Sejour

-and something has happened. -Kristel, hello?

Dad?

Luc, sorry. Why don't you answer when I call you?

-I couldn't understand you. -Did Kato sleep at your place?

-No. -Where is Leon? Is she with him?

-Why would she be? -They're in love.

You never know a thing. You're always somewhere else.

Take your responsibility for a change and answer the phone when I call.

I answered my phone but I couldn't hear you. What a bitch.

Leon, don't be afraid to accelerate before the bends.

Put your weight on the front wheel.

Stick to the right in the sand and beware of the Italians.

And don't forget: Focus, focus, focus. This is your ride.

-Hey, Frans. How are you? -Alexander.

-That helps. -Leave my wife alone, won't you?

I know she's a good-looker. Hello, girl.

-Don't mind me. -Since when is motocross your thing?

I asked him along.

Come on, Leon.

God damn it.

Hello, Rene. You didn't have just the one yesterday.

Dilsen-Stokkem, the village that taught its farmers to drink.

-That's it. Are you driving the tractor? -Can he drive it by himself?

-Of course. -Be careful, won't you?

Would you like some cake?

Kato didn't come home, last night. Do you know where she is?