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TUESDAY AUGUST 13 ALARM

Not the king, not the ministers, not the politicians,

but we are the elite of this country.

It's the financial superpowers that are pulling the strings.

And we need to keep it that way.

Our real estate empire extends across borders,

but it can disappear in the blink of an eye.

It takes ambition and strength to maintain our privileged position.

Tomorrow I want you, like your father, and like Bompapie,

to start at the bottom of the ladder at the Vandael Group.

That means with the workers.

The people who work their fingers to the bone for us.

So that you know who is filling your pockets.

I want you to prove yourself, to show me that you can work hard,

like a true West-Flanders man.

Because, my dear Alexander, I have zero respect for you at the moment.

Now get out of my sight.

HIGH TIDES

FROM: DAAN

YOU LIED TO ME FOR A MONTH ABOUT WORKING AT A BEACH BAR.

I DON'T WANT THIS ANYMORE, ANOUK. WE NEED TO TALK.

Hey, how are you?!

Okay, we'll do that. Yes, alright.

Four o'clock sharp. I'll be there. Okay, see you tomorrow. Bye.

Melissa wants to meet.

-Good, right? -Very good.

-Is something wrong, sweetheart? -No.

You know, it might be a bad idea, but...

-What if we got married? You and me. -Excuse me?

If you want to.

Or don't you like it?

-Yes? No? Maybe? -Well...

Yes? Yes?

Of course.

So that's a yes.

Yes. My big bunny.

Tomorrow before noon. Otherwise we'll get behind on schedule.

Good morning. Alexander Vandael. I...

Ah, look who's here.

Yes?

Thanks for letting us stay.

I didn't have a choice with you showing up in the middle of the night.

Aren't you afraid Charles might show up?

"It's not what you think, honey."

He's almost never home. He works in Zurich from Tuesday to Friday.

FROM: ANOUK WHEN?

-Can I help you with anything? -Could you grab the tea?

Sure. Will you take your pills?

Yep.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Delicious.

A student job?

A working student with a Mercedes G-Class.

-Wow, that's unusual. -Right?

Yesterday he blocked the garage door with his 200-grand SUV.

I got it towed. That evening I had to pick it up myself at the towing service.

Great acceleration, that car of yours.

Yes. From 0 to 100 in 4,5 seconds.

Well, congrats.

Alright... Here you go.

You can get changed in the cabin across from here. There you are.

Thanks.

Arrogant brat. And close the door, will you.

SAFETY HELMET MANDATORY

I'd be surprised if that idiot lasts until noon.

Timmy, that idiot might be your boss one day.

No. Then maybe we should be a little nicer?

Go ahead. I'm retiring next year, so...

Hello.

Mrs. Vandael, this is Christine from Gallery Mar y Sal.

That doesn't ring a bell.

You bought a beautiful Fontana from me.

Right.

I...

I talked to your son.

I know something about Patrick.

Patrick?

Patrick, yes.

Patrick can't talk, ma'am.

He can to me.

We used to be pretty close.

Yes, I noticed.

-When can you get here? -Excuse me?

Ma'am, I don't know if you normally talk about these things over the phone,

but I don't. You're coming over.

-How about tonight? -Why not sooner?

Because I'm at my gallery right now and I can't just leave.

Just close your store and come here.

Nice shirt.

Come on, Alex.

-I'll show you around. -Sure.

-A studio? In your parents' garage? -Yes.

I want to paint more on canvas. I used to do it a lot when I was 14.

Do you think I can do it?

You can do anything. You just have to believe in it.

-I saw that Anouk texted you. -Yeah.

Do you want a secret relationship like Jean-Jacques and Emilie?

No.

No, I don't.

I have to talk to Anouk.

Why?

Louise, I think this is really great, but very strange at the same time.

I mean, I don't want to lie to Anouk.

And I want to do this right.

With you.

Okay.

So I guess I can't kiss you then.

-No, that would be a bit weird. Right? -Yeah, no, I get it.

-Good luck. -Have fun.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Bye. -Bye.

See you.

Ciao.

Bye.

FROM: ANOUK DO YOU NEED ANY COKE?

If you stand there any longer, you'll get stuck.

I'll take this as well.

And these.

-I always get a little nauseous. -There you go.

-Okay. -And we're done.

-Great, the wrinkles are gone. -There. We're done.

Thanks.

A friend of mine said she had her lips Botoxed. That's not possible, right?

No, no, no. Lips are done with hyaluronic acid fillers.

That's the Belotero you used on me, right?

-Yes, that's the one. Hyaluronic acid. -Yes.

Okay. Much appreciated. How much do I owe you?

Five hundred, please.

Here you go.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Hey, have you considered my proposal?

I haven't changed my mind, Eleonore. We're sworn to silence anyway.

Yes, the Hippocratic oath, I know.

But what will you do if there's a criminal investigation?

That's a different situation. Why would they start an investigation now?

Because there's a lot going on in the Vandael Group.

People who want power and would stop at nothing.

That's why, Jan, I would feel better if you accepted the money.

I've put aside a thousand times more than what I just gave you.

A thousand Botox treatments you don't have to do.

You know. Tax-free.

I know what I would do.

-The answer remains... -I'll double my offer.

What do you think? Come on, Jan. It's my final offer.

The answer is no.

Oh, Jan. This way you'll get nowhere in life.

-No exercise and alcohol for six hours. -Yeah, yeah, I know.

Well?

How was it at your mother's?

Or was it easier to go to Louise?

-Anouk... -What?

Yes, I was with her.

Totally in love?

No.

So you were platonically sleeping next to each other.

Did she break up with Alex?

You're breaking up with me just in case.

I'm sorry.

Well...

I can't blame you.

Your future is secured now.

Taking some pictures, everyone slipping you money.

It's not like that.

Hey.

Don't tell me what it's like.

I've seen enough shit. I can handle this as well.

Don't think you're the exception to everything.

Before you know it, you'll be just like them.

Leave.

Hey, thanks for coming.

It's no Taittinger, but it's a good wine.

Take a seat.

Alright, tell me.

Yes.

And you're sure Patrick can't talk?

No. He can't even lift his eyebrow.

He growled once, but they think it was a subconscious thing in his brain.

He can talk. With his eyes.

He communicates by blinking to say yes or no.

But that's not all.

He didn't fall down the stairs.

What happened then?

I haven't figured that out yet.

But he really wants to tell us. I can feel it.

Does Eleonore have anything to do with it?

So you think that Jacqueline knows more.

Maybe you could find out.

She wants to know what happened to Patrick.

Are you trying to get me drunk?

-That depends. -On what?

What happens when you're drunk?

Sometimes I get melancholic.

Sometimes aggressive.

Sometimes horny.

I'll take my chances.

Do you want to see my sauna?

Are you okay?

Yes. Old age.

Thank you.

That's a really boring, empty spot, don't you think?

I have a beautiful Fontana that would fit perfectly.

I'll see myself out.

-3,370 euros, please. -Yes.

Yes, thank you.

-There you go. Have a nice afternoon. -You too. Bye.

Wow, you really went all out.

Were you going in?

No, I saw you.

Do you have a minute?

Sure.

Do you have a partner for the Tennis Dansant? We could really use you.

No, I started painting again. I think I might try the art academy after all.

Weren't you playing doubles with Matti? What was with you two yesterday?

Nothing.

Then play with Victor or Alex.

No, Victor is not good enough. And Alex... Well...

-You and I have played together for years. -And I'm good for a chat.

And Alex is good for a fuck, right?

You're a fucking hypocrite.

That's rich, coming from you.

It took me a while to notice, but you're such a backstabber.

And you'll be back in a mental hospital soon.

Could you taste me yesterday?

You want to fit in so badly, but we all think you're a bitch.

Anything else you want to say?

No, I think you can fill in the rest. Or are you too stupid for that too?

Can you hear yourself?

You've been talking like that for years, so who's the fucking bitch?

Everything is always about you.

"Louise doesn't feel good." "Watch out, she didn't take her pills."

But how Margaux feels...

I always try my best to be there for you.

But sometimes I hate you so fucking much.

You think you're so different, but you're exactly like everyone else.

Look at you standing here with your 4,000 euros worth of stuff.

You can carry it yourself.

Maybe I should go to a mental hospital.

You're home for once.

And she knew I was getting sole rolls for her.

-This isn't okay, Jan. -No.

Anyway, it looks delicious.

Well, let's just start.

Enjoy.

Dr. Maenhout called me. Apparently we still have to keep an eye on Louise.

Again?

-How many times has this happened? -Yes, I know.

Did she just go straight to her room?

Louise!

What's going on here?

All you can do is complain.

-It's always something with you. -And again.

What's wrong with you?

Can't you just hug me?

Can't you comfort me without accusing me?

You always get so angry when you're worried.

Don't.

You can't do it, can you?

-Leave me alone. -Honey...

Did you quit your medication?

Did you quit your medication?

I quit you, Mom.

Go away.

Go away! Go away!

-Damn it! -Leave!

FROM: VICTOR

WHO WANTS TO GO TO THE CASINO CLUB TONIGHT?

-Hi, honey. -Hello, sweetheart. How are you?

-Charles, I miss you so much. -I miss you too.

I'm constantly thinking about our incredible party,

and all the sweet things you said when you left.

Me too.

I love it when you take me into your arms...

-I want to touch you too. -...and you caress my skin.

-I have to work. I'll come back soon. -Fine.

-I'll call you back. -Okay.

-Alright? -Kisses, honey.

I love you.

You drive me crazy.

I love you so much.

Alex!

-What are you doing? -Releasing some creativity.

Okay. Fun.

It's better than punching your friends.

I...

I'm sorry about yesterday.

-I'm not the one you should apologize to. -True.

It's a good exercise though.

You okay?

Sometimes.

ACCOUNTS

Fuck.

Fuck!

Maurice, I can't make payments anymore. Is that a bank error?

FROZEN

What?

You mean her nurse?

What? Fucking bitch!

Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, fuck.

Yes?

-Mom? -Shouldn't you be asleep?

If Dad starts to talk,

what will happen to me?

Don't worry about that, honey. I will take care of it.

Come here.

It'll be alright.

Maybe...

Maybe we should say someone else did it.