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BASED ON A TRUE STORY
DUSK
I don't want to go in there. - Don't be stupid.
Your friend disappeared, you must go in.
What do I say to her mother?
Nothing, just be there.
There she comes.
Hey. - Hello.
Have you heard anything?
We thought maybe you had. - No, nothing.
Guys, let's stop. I've had enough.
Just help us find her.
Come on, Frauk.
What's the point? They've searched here all week.
We have to keep looking, you can't go.
Jessie, Jessie.
Jessie, Jessie.
Shit, man. The umpire is nuts.
He's favoring the home team. Bastard. - But it's going well.
What's the matter?
Do you like Jessie?
What makes you think that?
Think I didn't notice? - What?
Do you like how she drools all over you? Do you think I'm blind? Well?
Shall I leave? - Right, piss off. Go screw Jessie, yeah?
Fuck you.
Bastard.
Yes, Jessie? - How's it going?
Fine, and you? - Hey, is Rico there?
Why? - I have to talk to him.
What about? - Nothing.
Was he with you? - Is he there or not?
No, but... - Forget it. OK, bye.
Eat something, Frauk. - I'm not hungry.
At least take this apple to school.
I'm going. Bye-bye.
Sweetie, I'm really sorry. OK?
I wanted to call, but I thought I'd give you some space.
Were you with Jessie? - Hell no. Says who?
She did. - She's nuts. You're my girl.
Kiss. - No.
Kiss.
Come on, let's go.
Jessie. See what I mean? - What now?
She's waiting for us at the park. - Did she take a detour to ride with us?
That's pathetic. What a cow.
We'll go a different way.
Didrt you get my text? - I was already at school.
Did you wait long? - And my voicemail last night?
Did something happen? - Of course not.
Are you sure nothing happened?
Nothing happened.
Do you like how she drools all over you? Do you think I'm blind?
Do you like how she drools all over you? Do you think I'm blind?
Shall I leave?
Right, piss off. Go screw Jessie, yeah? - Fuck you.
Bastard.
Where did you put the beer?
Why so stressed out?
You must.
The only thing I must do is bear my cross, you dumb broad.
Then I'll just leave it here. - You do that.
What are you doing?
Women are unpredictable. - That's bull.
Seriously, I mean it. You're different, more honest.
And you like that? More honest.
Do you want me to be honest to you? - Go ahead.
You think you're hot and you probably look in the mirror a lot.
You want chicks to boost your ego.
In fact you are a very insecure...
sad little boy.
Honest enough?
You bitch.
I'll go.
Where are you off to?
What's the matter with that bitch?
Forget about her. The fewer women, the better.
Crybabies in sports. I've got a nice word that: Homosexuality.
Crybabies in sports. I've got a nice word that: Homosexuality.
Sorry, let's continue. Next question.
Hey, dad. I'm taking the car tonight, OK?
That dent was not my fault. - And the vomit on the back seat?
...he cries because his coach has a braintumor.
Sampras - Pete Sampras.
If they cry, you know the answer.
Ajax forward in tears after Ajax finally wins again.
Ronald de Boer? - Right again.
Yo. - What do you want?
I thought I'd come a little earlier.
Working the gas pedal and steering went all right...
but shifting gears, no. - Give me half an hour.
How's it going? - Fine.
Put it in second.
In third.
Wait, slowly. Pedal all the way down.
One more month. - Then what?
My birthday. I registered for driving lessons.
Fourth gear. - Wait, after the turn.
You'll be off the hook.
I don't mind driving you around.
How? I'm staying here and you're moving to Delft.
Not anymore.
I'm going to study law. - Law?
Here? - Yeah.
Glad you're staying.
It's ridiculous. That girl is crazy.
She called him ten times in three days. And once to me to ask for him.
Talk to her, she's your best friend.
And tell her what? - To stop it.
Stupid cow, it has to stop.
How would you like it if she did it to Caesar? It's driving me mad.
I get to sit in front.
Can we go now?
Move over.
Nothing for Ilse?
Did you order a drink for Ilse?
Sorry, man, I forgot.
Do you want anything? - It's OK.
Don't you want to get laid?
Seriously, who do you fancy?
Do you like Jessie?
Want to screw her? - Grow up.
Go get her.
Get off me.
You should be happy someone likes you. - Shut your mouth.
She's not so bad.
Well, she's driving me mad.
Come on, let's leave without her. - You can't do that.
Why not? You always say she's using you.
And she's your best friend.
There she comes.
Come on, get in. - Don't be so stupid.
It's full. - Don't be like that, come on.
Drive. - Come on, you guys.
Don't be so stupid.
You bitch.
Where are you off to?
What's the matter with that bitch?
My, you're early.
What's the matter?
Did something happen?
I'm tired, that's all.
I did something really stupid.
Hello, are you still there?
Now he'll never want to see me again.
Maybe you should forget about him. - I can't.
He doesn't like you. He is with Frauk. - He kissed me, he started it.
A kiss doesn't mean anything. - A kiss is nothing?
Caesar kissed me, did you know that? - When?
What do you care? A kiss means nothing, remember?
No way, he would've told me. - Really?
You don't believe me?
You're just afraid a kiss does mean something.
I have to hang up. - Why? Where are you?
Does Rico ever talk about me?
Frauk is always around.
Yes, so?
You really like him, don't you?
There she comes. - Don't be so stupid.
It's full. - Don't be like that, come on.
Come on. Don't be so stupid.
What happened? I thought Mick was giving you a ride home.
Did anything happen?
Did they just leave you there?
Of course not. They're my friends.
It doesn't mean you can't have a fight.
I was locking my bike and Caesar attacks me.
Again?
You don't believe me? He practically raped me.
You like hurting people, don't you? - Jesus, how naive can you be.
Don't you see that you can't trust him? He's mental.
You are mental. - Oh, so I'm mental?
How could you have told Caesar that he kissed me?
He's my boyfriend. - He's going to dump you, you stupid twat.
What is it this time? - Nothing.
She called me a stupid twat.
Didrt I tell you she's a bitch.
Two sleeping pills?
Shall we? - Be right there. Give me ten minutes.
Get the hell out. - Sorry.
Look at her. Crashing bore. - Jessie, why aren't you swimming?
I don't have to do everything you do. Just ignore me.
Just jump in. - No.
Come and swim.
Come and swim. - No, I don't want to.
I really don't want to swim. - But you are.
No, I really don't want to swim, guys.
Poor thing.
What's wrong?
Jessie, what's the matter?
Come on, Jessie, it was a joke.
Come on, just leave her alone.
He says 'breath, breath, breathless'. It's 'breathless'.
He says, 'death, death, death'.
No, he sings 'breath, breath, breathless'.
No, 'death'. - Can you get me a coke?
Get it yourself.
Would you mind getting me a coke?
Are you her slave?
She doesn't mind. Do you? - Get it yourself.
Think you can handle it?
Have you ever slept with a guy?
None of your business.
So I'm the only one who knows.
Do you look at it when you take your clothes off?
I think it's beautiful.
It's kind of sexy.
Why so stressed out?
I'll go get her, OK?
She's not ready yet. Come on in.
It's ridiculous. That girl is crazy. She called him ten times in three days.
And once to me to ask for him. Talk to her, she's your best friend.
And tell her what? - To stop it.
Where are you going? - I have to go to Willem.
Now? - I accepted the job, so I...
You're not leaving right now. - I took the job. You want me to quit?
I felt like stopping by. - OK, fine.
Look at this.
It's cute. - Yes, very cute.
Look at the pervert. - Rico, stop it. Don't be a pain.
It's Jessie. - Don't answer.
I did something really stupid. - Is she talking about Rico?
Hello? Are you still there?
Now he'll never want to see me again.
Maybe you should forget about him. - I knew it.
I can't. - Tell her he doesn't like her.
He doesn't like you. He is with Frauk. - He kissed me, he started it.
A kiss doesn't mean anything. - Did you kiss her?
Jesus Christ. Not in a million years.
A kiss means nothing? Caesar kissed me, did you know that?
When?
What do you care? A kiss means nothing, remember?
No way, he would've told me. - Really?
You don't believe me?
You're just afraid a kiss does mean something.
I have to hang up. - Why? Where are you?
What did she say to you?
She says she kissed Caesar. - What?
Me, Caesar, the rest of the world too? - Bitch.
Hey, sweetheart. Hi.
Where are you going? - I'm going home.
I want you to spend the night.
Jessie told me you kissed her.
That's what she said.
And you believe her?
She's lying.
She likes that. Hurting people.
She told me that once.
Did I kiss you?
What makes you say that?
Do you dream about kissing me?
Do you want me to?
I'm cuter than Rico.
What are you doing?
Like I said, it's kind of sexy.
You are sick.
Isn't this what you want? - Let go of me.
Let go of me. Caesar, let go.
Go screw your sick mother.
Come on, Ma. Help me out here. I've got to go in a minute.
I'm in pain.
I think it is going to happen tonight. I can feel it.
You're not going to die, Ma, and you know it.
There is an appointed time for everything.
There is a time to be born and a time to die.
But I am buried alive.
I beg the Lord every day: Come and take me.
But He doesn't hear me.
Open. - No.
Open.
Yes, go on. Leave. They all do.
Are you staying in tonight? - Yes, I'll read to you.
What are you doing?
You are a Judas.
Where are we going? - To the carnival.
To the carnival? - It wasrt my idea.
In the carousel? - No, the haunted mansion.
Or are you afraid of ghosts?
What are you doing? Get out. - No.
Get out. - No.
That is my spot. Get out. - Don't be an asshole.
Come on. Why do you always get to sit here? Where is it written?
Get out. - No.
Don't be ridiculous, Caesar. Ow, goddamn...
Damn you, you stupid bastard.
If you want to be a pain, don't go. - OK, I'm going home.
Stop acting crazy. Knock it off.
Come on.
I could kill her.
So why don't we? - How would we do it?
Simple, we shoot her.
Since when do we know how to shoot?
That's easy. I saw in a documentary that a shot in the head is instant.
And where would we get a pistol?
In Belgium, right across the border. Piece of cake.
I wonder how she'll look with a gun to her head.
What she'll say, knowing she'll die. - Nothing, I hope.
Maybe she'll beg.
Stop, I want something to drink. - We don't.
Just wait for me. - We're going to the shooting gallery.
How would you kill her?
Kill her?
Run her over.
For everyone to see.
I'd push her off a building.
Anything to shut her up.
And you?
No idea.
You mean you've never thought about it?
When she told you I kissed her, what did you think?
Drop dead? - Yes.
So?
An overdose.
Yes, with your mother's pills. - Shut up about my mother.
You could strangle her.
No, strangling is too tough. - No, it's easy.
It's way too tough. Really.
Is it?
Stop it, you deranged psychopath. - Shut your mouth.
Are you OK?
Shall I stay the night?
I have something for you. - Yeah?
What? - Wait right here.
Hey, Ma.
I'll be right with you.
Here.
What is this for?
Give them to Jessie.
Ask her over, put those pills in her coke, she'll get drowsy...
I'll do the rest. It's easy.
It's what you want too, you said so.
All those stories about how she lies, threatens you and makes you say stuff.
She is my best friend.
Is she your best friend? - Yes.
Why let her walk all over you? Are you her slave?
It's not that bad. - Isn't it?
She treats you like dirt and you're stupid enough to let her.
Caesar, is that you?
How do you think it makes me feel? My girlfriend the doormat.
I don't want a silly cow. - I'm sorry.
Caesar, will you come here, please?
Ilse...
I'm doing this for you.
I'm proud of you. Honest.
Guess who.
Did you ask her?
Is she coming over?
I told you she couldn't do it.
I asked her and she's coming over tonight.
Really?
Well done.
We'll do this together, OK?
Want to go to the floodplain tomorrow?
Rico wanted me to invite you.
Can't he ask me himself? - He's afraid Frauk might find out.
What does he want? - I guess he just wants to talk and stuff.
And Frauk is not coming? - No.
You fool. Then talk is not what he wants.
Where are you off to? - Nowhere in particular, just out.
Are you going out with Caesar? - No, I'm going to Ilse. I'll be back at ten.
Have fun.
We're staying in all evening.
Arert you going to the floodplain? - Of course.
But if my mother asks, we were here till ten.
She drives me nuts. She butts into my life a lot lately.
Will you do that for me?
I have to pee. I'm so nervous.
What did he say about Frauk, that she can't know about?
Nothing.
Yesterday he was afraid she'd find out. - He didn't mention Frauk.
What kind of bull is this? Are you jealous of me or something?
Of course not.
You really are jealous, aren't you? Jesus.
You mustrt go. - Why not?
What about Frauk? - You're taking her side, is that it?
I thought you were my best friend. Well?
If you go, you'll fight with Frauk.
Jesus, I am so sick of that weak-ass attitude of yours.
Do you want anything to drink? - That would be nice.
Coming? - I'm not going.
First you tell me I shouldn't go and now you're not.
OK, bye.
Where is Ilse? - She's not going.
It's so stupid.
Caesar, don't. Leave her alone.
I'm not going.
Do you want to sit up front?
Are you tired? - No, why?
Don't you have any CDs?
No, I forgot.
What's up? Did you have a fight?
Can I get out?
I want to get out.
Mick, I want to get out. - OK, stop.
I'll walk home, OK? Coming? - He's staying.
Rico, come on. - I'm staying.
They have... - Everyone's asleep. Come on.
Listen to me, Rico. Nothing happened.
It's not our fault, OK?
Who's that? - Yes?
Hello, this is Anna Koppens. Is this Rico?
Yes. - Do you know where Jessie is?
No, I'm sorry.
Don't hang up just like that.
Stupid ass. What must she be thinking now?
What's the matter?
Sorry to wake you... - Jessie didn't come home.
She's not here. - Ilse said that she was here.
Yes, early this evening. - What time did she leave?
Ilse? Could you come down here?
They would like to know where Jessie is.
Ilse? - She went home at ten 'o clock.
But Caesar says they drove all evening and that he dropped her off at ten.
Jessie wanted me to say that she was here.
You had to lie to me. But why? - What's going on?
Why did you have to lie? What wasrt I supposed to know? Did she run away?
How do I know? She asked me to lie for her.
Coming?
Mom?
Mom? - What's the matter?
What's going on, dear?
Caesar is going...
Caesar is going to what?
Who is that? Caesar?
Let me talk to him. - No, no.
Guess who we are wrapping in plastic?
It's over.
Arert you happy?
Did he break up with you?
Oh, my poor baby. My darling.
It will be all right.
What have you done?
It's done.
Bastard.
Bastard. - I'm not.
Can I stay with you?
Jessie's mother called me yesterday. - They came by our house too.
What did you say?
Something dumb. They knew I was lying.
Caesar says that it doesn't matter. They haven't got a clue.
I told Jessie's mother we'd help look. - Look for her?
Yes, look for her. All of us.
Going out?
The car stays here. - I know.
That last dent? I had to have the whole door fixed.
I thought only women hit small poles.
It wasrt a pole. - What then? A tree?
I didn't hit anything. - How did the dent get there?
See what I mean?
Check you later, Dad. - Yeah, later.
I want to get out.
Can I get out? Mick, I want to get out. - Yes, stop.
I'll walk home, OK?
Don't be stupid. Caesar, let me go, man.
Don't be stupid.
Don't be stupid.
Let me go.
Let me go.
Let go, let go.
Let go, let go. Rico.
Rico.
Get her legs off.
Grab the rope.
Get out.
Grab her legs. - I want to go home.
You haven't done a damn thing yet. Grab her legs.
She's still breathing. - What?
Jesus.
Don't be stupid.
She's dead.
Guess who we're wrapping in plastic?
It's over.
Arert you happy?
Ilse?
What are you doing, man? - It's OK. It's good.
I'm going home. I'm really going home. I'll walk.
Fuck it, man. We did it.
What's the matter?
Nothing. Why?
Never mind.
What do I say to her mother? - Nothing, just be there.
There she comes.
Hello. - Have you heard anything?
I don't know how to put this...
but did you have a fight or something like that?
Maybe she wants to be alone. - Then she would have said so.
She wouldn't have gone off like that.
Didrt you have a secret date with her?
You're Rico, aren't you?
That's right.
I gather Jessie is in love with you.
I didn't know that.
Anna Koppens.
And now?
I'd really appreciate that. Yes, thank you.
They've combed the whole area, but...
they haven't found anything.
Then there's still hope.
I'm here for you.
I want you to leave.
You don't understand. Get the hell out.
Ilse, go away. Get the hell out.
Get the hell out.
It's good that you all came. It's good to be together here right now.
But what is good?
Jessie is gone.
But she lives on in our thoughts and in our hearts, more than ever.
All we can do is to remember her the way she was.
Maybe one of you would like to say something. Caesar?
Ilse? Tell us how she was, how you are feeling.
Mick.
Yes, how I feel...
Like shit.
We all do, feel like shit.
Jessie was a real friend.
You know: Drive around, chat, drink, swim, that kind of thing.
She always knew exactly what she wanted.
Very honest, too honest maybe.
But she had a heart of gold, which is why she was one of us.
And she still is. She is still one of us.
We'll never forget her, I'm sure of it.
Nice speech. - Thank you.
Can I help you?
I'm here for you.
You don't understand. Get the hell out.
Get the hell out.
Caesar?
Caesar? - Shut your mouth.
Will you come here, please? - Shut your mouth.
Caesar, please. - Shut your mouth.
Hi, darling. Would you mind getting my pills?
Yo, let's go.
It's Jessie.
DUSK
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