Dochters (2025) Movie Script
1
Come.
You're kidding me.
What?
Come here.
Pedal to the metal, honey.
-We have to fly.
-Yoohoo.
Jesus. Isn't that way too heavy for you?
-Mom, please.
-I won't say another word.
Jacob, I don't need to see that.
-Get of that thing or you'll fall.
-I won't fall.
Isn't that pan bothering you, honey?
"in salt or brackish water"
Real quick about tomorrow.
Are you snacking? We're about to eat.
Wait, it's just crisps.
-Is this okay for a seven-year-old?
-He can learn a thing or two.
You have to pick up Peppie tomorrow.
-Me?
-Yes, you.
-Don't you normally do that?
-I have to buy shoes with Jacob.
-But it's Thursday tomorrow.
-And?
-Thursday is pub quiz day.
-Can't you skip it for once?
Honey, we're close to the championship.
I'm chef 'crazy facts'.
Can't Jacob buy his own shoes?
Hey, did you wash your hands?
-He's thirteen.
-Exactly. Problem solved.
Did you know oysters can change gender?
No, I didn't.
I would like to be an oyster.
Imagine.
Is it that time of the month again?
My biological clock says it's time
to make a decision.
My intelligence clock says it's stupid to
get pregnant right after your promotion.
Hey, mister artist. When can I be born?
Not right now, sweetie.
Honey, we can't keep postponing it.
Sorry, I feel a flow coming on.
Yeah.
Hi.
Venus, down.
That dog has to leave when I'm here.
What if I smell like him?
Honey, I only have fifteen minutes.
So I have to
-Fifteen minutes?
-Yeah
-In-laws, dinner, things. It sucks.
-Too bad.
Yeah, I'm bummed about it too. Seriously.
-What's this?
-A new perfume. For you.
There's a reason I buy
you and Kristina the same perfume.
She has a nose like a bloodhound.
Okay, 15 minutes. And hop, there. Come on.
Go.
We are back at the Landenloop.
The atmosphere here
is incredible this year.
People that cross the finish line
are extremely excited.
Vera, a marathon. That's something
I would like to do someday.
A marathon? Okay.
Dad always said he wanted his ashes
to be scattered in the water.
Close to his favorite spot.
So if I die someday, you will have to
scatter my ashes there as well.
Then we're together.
But before we're going to do all that,
we're going to fulfill Dad's last wish.
Something Buddhist, right?
Close. We are going to run
the marathon, with him.
-What?
-A marathon? With him?
-Yes.
-How do you see that happening?
Well, just put his urn
in a backpack and run.
Mom, you can't be serious.
-You want to run with Dad on your back?
-He used to carry you all the time.
-How long is a marathon?
-42 kilometers and 195 meters.
The thought alone kills me, Mom.
No, we're going to do a relay.
That's a little over ten kilometers each.
-10 kilometers?
-We can do this.
-No.
-In fact
I've already signed us up.
And we're running for the Hartstichting.
And it's still a couple of months away,
so plenty of time to train.
Plenty of time?
Sitting down and drinking my coffee
while it's hot feels like a vacation.
I'm happy if there's no fires
or ER visits in my day.
Three boys, Mom. That's totally
different than three girls.
Not to mention Karel.
He's the biggest toddler of them all.
Honey, if you treat them like toddlers,
they're going to act like toddlers.
-So it's my fault?
-Yes. And Karel's too.
So you shouldn't complain.
-So I complain?
-Okay, I'll do it.
-Train three times a week, I think.
-Seriously?
No, of course not, Mom.
I work 80 hours a week.
And I've finally managed
to be able to convince Rogier
to try for a baby.
Really? I'm so happy for you.
I'm not buying it.
No, that boy doesn't want kids.
-You've been together five years.
-I know.
He's going to keep postponing
until you're in menopause.
-Wow.
-Honey, watch how he responds
if you have your IUD removed
and refuse to use condoms.
Then you'll know.
No, I'm officially the least athletic one
in the family.
-I coughed up blood in gym class.
-Exaggeration is a quality, too.
My best quality, Mom.
Did you forget I failed PE
in my first year?
We all know that.
I'm going to fulfill Dad's last wish,
with or without you.
So, this will be the nursery.
Tomorrow I'm having my IUD removed,
and I don't want to mess with condoms.
-Your messing with me, right?
-No, I'm serious.
Listen, honey, I want this too,
but the timing is just fucked right now.
-The timing is always fucked.
-True, but I will not be blackmailed.
This is not blackmail. This is a dilemma.
This is not just about me, but about us.
Yes, but not now.
Dickhead.
-Dickhead.
-Nice.
-Turd.
-Boys, I'm eating.
Turd on your plate.
It's called 'dirty words bingo'
for a reason.
Does anyone have an A,
because then I can spell vagin
-Vagina?
-Na.
-That's not a dirty word.
-Yes, it is. Super gross.
-Or do you think so?
-Vagina.
No, of course not.
Vagina is not a dirty word.
Fuck, that's a dirty word.
Yeah, very funny, Karel.
You're all incredibly annoying.
Why can't we have
a normal dinner for once,
without someone inventing
a fucking stupid game?
And now you can say fuck?
Yes, I can say fuck.
Because you are acting fucked up.
I'm sorry.
I just don't really feel like myself.
I miss my dad.
Okay, boys.
Everyone be good to Mommy, okay?
That whole idea about the marathon.
Your mother is losing her mind
a little bit.
It's good that you're not
going along with it.
-Why?
-With all due respect
-I've never seen you run.
-With all due respect?
-Not even to catch a bus.
-Wow.
-I've never seen you run either, Mom.
-Me neither.
Mom can do everything, but she can't run.
Are you going to put up with that?
Dad is dissing you.
Challenge.
Show us. Show us.
Show us. Show us.
Show us. Show us.
Show us. Show us.
Show us. Show us. Show us.
Okay, challenge accepted.
Okay, run to the bathroom.
The laundry is done.
Fuck you. I'm not going to run
to the bathroom to do the laundry.
Your laundry. You can go do it yourself.
And I'm not going to cook anymore either.
Because I'm going to train.
With Grandma. For the marathon.
And I'd hurry up, the laundry isn't
going to hang itself. So chop-chop.
F-U-C-K.
Meddler.
Mom, please.
As soon as I find my own place,
I'll be out of here.
-As long as you run.
-Old whiner.
-Thank you.
-Come.
Come, sweetie.
Babette and Marleen are doing it.
Now just you, come on.
Mom, I'm as fit as a smoked eel.
-What are those?
-Sports bras.
I bought one for everyone.
And this one is for you. Nice, right?
-Yes, super nice. Thank you.
-Running will be super easy.
Just a matter of the correct sports bra.
Normally it hurts a lot
while you run, right?
But I'm wearing one now. Look.
Like they're stuck to me. See.
Such good quality.
These things are so great.
-Mom, can you stop?
-Really great.
This is my work. I'm here earning money
as a professional adult.
Yeah, right.
-Kiki.
-Hi.
-Do you have those printouts for me?
-I will get them to you.
You know how I want it?
You're breaking two rules at once.
"Don't sleep with your boss"
and "stay away from married men."
Love advice from my mom. Thanks.
You could run him out of your system.
I'm not doing it. Just go home,
I have to get back to work, okay?
Love you. Bye.
WTF Planning, this is Kiki.
They should be on your hard drive.
Okay, bye, Wim.
Jesus. Dipshits.
Pussy is the term for the female housecat.
Yes. And did you know
that not all pussies meow?
What? Really?
We need new clothes pegs.
These are the last ones.
Really?
What are you making?
-What's he making?
-No idea.
He's cooking intuitively.
Something he saw on TikTok.
-Gross.
-No stress, we'll have toasties.
The housework isn't too bad
if you divide all the chores up.
-Do tell.
-Well, stressing is pointless.
Everyone has a chore. I have the TV,
laundry, WIFI and communication.
You have the TV?
Well done. I'm proud of you.
And the laundry as well. Wow.
-Don't think I'm taking over.
-No, I have everything under control.
Except the laundry and the soup, maybe.
And a couple of other things.
-Mom, do you have a cat?
-A cat? No. Why?
Kasper says all girls and women
have a cat.
Oh no, I mean pussy.
Right. Well, thank god
you have everything under control.
Your dinner. No cheese,
but lots of vegetables.
What a treat.
Extra healthy, for the fit girl.
Look, what do you think?
-It fits perfectly.
-Nice.
Take a picture for your sisters.
What are you doing?
Finding a father for my kid.
Finding sperm for my kid, I mean.
This is not a dating site, you know.
A donor isn't going to love you.
That's not the goal.
I've already let that go.
Do you know how long it's been
since a man did something nice for me?
Even if it was just buying me flowers.
But that doesn't mean you have to get
pregnant by an anonymous donor?
Yes, that's just real transparent.
-Well.
-What else is there?
I've postponed it long enough.
Maybe too long.
Dad never got to be a grandpa for my kid.
But an anonymous donor? I don't know.
This site is very trustworthy.
Having a baby with a trustworthy site.
Sounds very lonely.
I'd rather be a single mom than no mom.
I don't want to be disappointed again,
and I don't have time to date and hope.
You're going to find the right person
to do this together.
You had Dad.
-He adored you. That's different.
-Listen to your mom.
It's much nicer to have someone
to see your child grow up with.
And to conceive, as well.
After Marleen,
Dad actually wanted you to be a boy.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
He'd read that you're supposed
to eat lycopene,
so he fed me tomatoes all day long.
Tomatoes?
Yes, but he was so excited
when you were born
that he forgot that straight away.
Are you nearly there?
-Hey, Joris.
-I'm just walking the dog.
Yes, sorry, I should have called.
Something came up.
Something with the family.
-With the family?
-Exactly.
I reserved my whole night for you.
Are you not coming at all?
-I will call you back tomorrow, Joris.
-Let me guess. She's right beside you?
Yes, okay. Bye.
Yeah, see you later.
Sorry. Also on behalf of Knakkie.
What's his name? Her? Her, yes.
-Venus.
-Venus?
For the Shocking Blue song or the goddess?
For my pussy, all right?
Go on.
Knakkie?
Ro my. Romy.
BABETTE
I can run Kiki's part as well.
No, I'm the fittest. I'll do it.
Show-off. I'm really disappointed
she's not joining, though.
That girl only runs
for a porn star martini.
-You should give that a try, party animal.
-Kiki.
Yes. And I'm not promising anything.
I can't run.
-If I can do it, you can do it.
-You just have to try.
It's so sweet that you guys are here.
Dad would have really loved this.
-Where is he?
-Who?
-Our trainer.
-We have a trainer?
You're kidding. A brainless beefcake
who's going to torment us?
This brainless beefcake
apologizes for being late.
-No.
-You?
-You guys know each other?
-Know?
Well, I accidentally threw
a ball on her head
-and know Venus is named after
-Yes, stop talking. Thank you.
Right. I'm Vincent. Let's forget
all other pleasantries for now.
Runners would rather
get cracking right away.
Then I'm clearly not a runner.
We do five push-ups
for every minute we're late.
That makes sure we'll be on time
and it strengthens the upper body.
We'll start with a warm-up.
Let's warm up those arms.
Then we will stretch,
followed by a bit of running.
Hey, is this your job?
No, I work for an IT-company.
Running and fitness are my hobbies.
And backwards. A nice swing.
-Are you single?
-Come on, Mom.
-I have two single daughters.
-Mom, you're doing it again.
-In fact you have three single daughters.
-Yes, but Marleen has a family.
We'll take for granted that the adolescent
is too lazy to propose to her.
Yeah. Get your leg up. Come on.
But, Vincent, what's the deal?
Do you have a girlfriend?
-No. Other leg.
-Oh, but you are into girls?
-Yes.
-Nice.
Other leg. Good.
And now the lunge position.
And lunge. Come on.
I do have one rule. Other leg.
No love affairs during practice. Yes?
-Let's go for it. Come on.
-Chop-chop.
-Yeah, come on, ladies.
-Let's go, girls.
Quick.
-We'll now jog for two minutes.
-Two minutes?
Come on. No stomping
like elephants, ladies.
You shouldn't hear yourself running.
Light-footed. Let your feet roll nicely.
So many rules.
Complaining will cost you
a lot of energy, Kiki.
And us, too.
After 30 minutes
you will release endorphins.
-Oh?
-Yes.
Your body will produce happy hormones.
Just like sex. Especially an orgasm.
-Wow, Mom, thanks.
-Focus on your breathing.
This is also mindfulness training.
Three seconds in through your nose.
And out through the mouth.
-Lovely.
-I have to puke.
-What?
-I have to puke.
Then you need to focus
on your breathing. In through the nose
-No, I quit.
-Hey, come on.
-Kiki.
-Just push through.
You haven't even tried.
No one has ever quit my training
so quickly. A new record.
Well, congrats.
Sorry, Mom. I told you.
I'm not cut out for this.
Come on. Let's go.
-Mom.
-Yeah, okay.
I told you running was not your thing.
-Mom?
-Yes?
Are you dying?
No, sweetie. I'm not dying.
When is dinner?
In nine minutes.
Do you have a cold?
Yes, actually.
-No way. He has red spots.
-Show me.
-He's been bitten by a vampire.
-Leave me alone.
Hickeys.
Okay.
-Who did this to you?
-No one.
That nice girl. Your history project.
Purple hair. Piercing.
The one with the big
A very intelligent, nice girl, Karel.
Yeah, right. And, not ugly.
-Dad, please.
-Mom, he wants to screw her.
So I've hidden the tools,
so he can't hurt her.
Shut up.
-Go put it back, sweetie.
-Okay.
Because Kasper
isn't going to screw anybody.
How do you want to prevent it?
He's getting older. He's fifteen.
Do you remember how old we were
for our first time?
He'll do it as soon as he gets the chance.
I know. But he's still my little boy.
In the body of a fit, young god.
Do you think it will fit?
-What? That girl and Kasper
-No, idiot. The condom.
That it's not going to slip, I mean.
I would rather worry
he doesn't need a larger size.
If he's anything like his father.
Maybe you should demonstrate it.
Buy some bananas.
I'll buy cucumbers.
But it's a good idea.
A bit of male bonding
between father and son.
You know you're a macho idiot, right?
I'm your macho idiot.
Goodnight.
Goodnight? Hello, it's Wednesday.
Super Karel is here.
1-6-0.
Hello.
Hi. Are you home alone?
Sort of. And you?
Yes. No. Well, my mother is here.
My mother is a star.
Oh, yeah? On tv?
No, in the sky.
Shall I act out a play for you?
I've got some old dolls here.
-Yes. I'll tell it and you act it out.
-Yes, good idea.
Okay, start.
There once was a really smart princess.
She lived in her castle.
Her father, the king, had to do
smart things to save people.
The princess was a little bored
in the castle.
So she went looking for a dog
to play with.
Oh, I don't have a toy dog, but
I do have a cow.
Okay, a cow will do.
The cow started mooing.
What's all this mooing about?
Shouldn't you be sleeping
And not moo with strangers.
Give me that. Hello?
Oh, hi, I'm the cow. I mean, I'm Babette.
Hi. My mother is Vera.
I'm helping Romy to
She was a bit bored.
That's really nice, but I don't know you
and Romy should be sleeping.
-She has school tomorrow.
-You just got home, right?
I don't think she can sleep
when you're not there.
Thank you for your concern,
but that's not necessary.
I advise you to find friends your own age.
-Excuse me?
-Do you know the law?
I mean, she is 8 and you're 40.
-My daughter, my business.
-I'm only 37
One, two, legs up. There you go.
I told you to go straight to sleep,
also when I'm not here.
-And no strangers.
-Babette is my friend.
Honey, I have a very important case
at work
Every case is important, except me.
What are you saying? You're the most
important case in my life.
You're my little princess, right?
I love you.
I love you too,
but also think you're stupid.
-Sleep tight, honey. Goodnight.
-Goodnight.
Mom, here she is.
-Hi, Mom.
-Hi.
Aren't you sore?
No, you know I do kickboxing
three times a week, right?
Joop was always fit, as well.
Yes, go. Run to Mommy.
-Is that Kiki?
-Yes.
-No.
-Here, look.
She could run like the wind.
Yeah, we're going to go for a walk.
Come on.
-Hello?
-Hi, baby.
-I can't come, Kiki.
-Again? You promised.
-It's her birthday.
-Yeah? She had a birthday last year.
We were celebrating three years sexy time.
I even cooked.
She surprised me
with tickets for the theatre.
The theatre? What the fuck.
I'm the victim here, okay?
Yeah, boohoo, Huug. That's so sad.
Bye.
Venus?
Venus?
-Kiki, it's me.
-I'm sorry.
Nice, having your own dog.
I share custody with my ex.
The animals always suffer.
-But they have two of everything.
-Yes.
Was he working late?
Are you hungry?
Dump that idiot.
If he traded
the mother of his kids in for you,
he'll also replace you with a newer model.
How did you get so wise?
Are you like that?
It happened to me.
My ex left her boyfriend for me.
And then ran into the arms of another guy.
How is that possible? Aren't you a runner?
She was a champion runner
in the 400 meters.
Cheers.
Three seconds in through the nose
and out through the mouth. Right?
-Right.
-To old-fashioned love and stuff.
Just like our parents had.
Your mom told me
she was with your dad for 42 years.
In love, right until the end.
Yeah, that's really nice.
Yeah.
Can I ask how your dad died?
Heart attack. Totally unexpected.
Leave it.
I know something better than cleaning up.
To seal our friendship.
A special single malt from my birth year.
He gave it to me
for a special occasion, so
Hard liquor. That's been a while.
I'm just his fuck-buddy.
He's never going to leave her.
-Asshole.
-Yeah, just like Renate.
So I bought her an engagement ring
a house and a dog.
I even trained with her.
Did I say house?
Sorry.
Dump him? He's also my boss.
Dogs have a boss.
Do you know what you need?
-Well?
-A penguin.
-What?
-Yeah.
Penguins mate for life.
That might be something for you.
It means they can't run away.
Yes, I need a penguin.
What are you looking at?
When I'm drunk, everything
seems to go really slowly.
All good.
Yoohoo?
Kiek?
Mom?
Hi, sunshine.
You have to look at something.
-That key is for emergencies.
-Yeah, yeah.
What I want to show you,
is really important.
Wow, you might want to eat a mint or two.
-Wow. Here, look.
-Is that me and Dad?
-But look at you go.
-That's sweet.
So you can't say you can't run.
-I was four. That doesn't count.
-Of course it does. It all counts.
-We're family. You have to do it.
-Do you want me to die?
I can't run 400 meters,
let alone 10.5 kilometers.
Yes, you can. To want is to succeed.
He is not your boss.
-Dogs have a boss.
-Yes, that's right.
-Vincent? Hi.
-Hi.
You were in bed with my daughter?
Don't be embarrassed.
Fine. And it's a sweet video,
but text first next time.
I don't know if I was
in bed with your daughter.
I don't know what happened exactly.
What I do know: something with whisky.
It was a special single malt.
A hopeless generation.
Mom, can you send me that video
of me and Dad?
That's our end goal.
-Up those stairs.
-What? No.
In a month. Yeah, come on.
-Pick one.
-Dad.
Pick one.
Condom.
Tear open carefully,
so you don't damage it.
Right. Well, now you blow in it
and hold on to the tip.
Then you roll it down slowly. Okay?
Shit.
-Need help?
-Shut up.
Your cucumber is just easier.
-Easier cucumber my ass.
-Look. I almost have it.
Kasper, stay there.
-You have to practice it blind.
-Look, I got it.
-Blind?
-Yes, so you can do it in the dark.
Me too?
Of course. You have to set an example.
Male bonding shit and all that.
Look. I did it.
It's a miracle
we only have three kids, babe.
You're cooking, right?
-Hi. Hey, Knakkie.
-Hey.
Are you stalking me on daddy day?
Knakkie found a present for Venus.
Here you go.
Yes, a running harness.
-Nice, I think.
-Yeah.
Knakkie found a cute lead
and collar as well.
-Thanks.
-No worries.
Does Knakkie think
Venus needs to run more?
Uhm yes. And you too.
I have a rest day. My trainer's orders.
-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah.
Sounds like a brainless beefcake.
-You know him?
-I know the type.
You're in a good mood today.
I just heard I'm in the running
for a fun job abroad.
-How cool.
-Yeah.
-Oh, shit.
-What?
That's Hugo.
-That Hugo?
-Yes, with his wife.
Don't look.
Just play along. It will be okay.
Why did you do that?
-I'm helping you get rid of him.
-Who says I want that?
-He's calling me.
-Pick up.
Pick up and say you have a boyfriend.
Come on, you can do it. Go on.
-Hi.
-Who was that guy?
-My new boyfriend.
-New boyfriend?
I'm about to get a divorce. For you.
-You have a new boyfriend?
-You've been saying that since Christmas.
Do you know what? It's not working.
It's over between us.
I want a penguin. That's not what you are.
You're crazy. And yes, I'm not a penguin.
And don't come to the office anymore.
Your contract will not be renewed.
And hand in your key as well.
Hey.
Well done. I'm proud of you. Cool.
Cool?
I just lost my house,
sex and job all in one phone call.
Fucking cool.
Cool, yes.
Come.
-Your ex?
-Renate.
I always joke: Run-nate.
There's still a lot of Renate here.
The pictures are for Knakkie.
My dad really likes banana bread.
Oh yeah? My dad loved it too.
-Am I doing it right?
-Yes, really good.
Really mash it.
Push hard. Yes, that's good.
-Do you have kids?
-No, not yet.
-I haven't found the right man yet.
-But you're looking?
Well, not really.
I had a man, but he was kind of stupid.
Why?
Because I wanted something he didn't want.
And I hoped he would
change his mind someday.
-I have that too.
-Really?
I really want a puppy,
but Daddy won't let me.
-Why not?
-Because he's gone a lot.
I have a plush dog upstairs.
-Hi.
-Hi.
I thought you were an intruder.
No, I'm the cow from across the street.
Hi.
-Babette does kickboxing.
-Yes, I've noticed.
-What did I say? No strangers, honey.
-Babette is no stranger. She's my friend.
-Romy asked me to help her bake.
-Yes, of course she did.
You're the fifth woman she's asked.
Romy wants to set me up
and start a dating site.
-No.
-She wants to be a scientist.
You'd know that if you were home more.
You don't beat around the bush.
What a mess.
-Do you have to leave?
-Yes.
I think so.
Sorry, that sounded a lot meaner
than it was meant to.
She's alone a lot, though.
If there's anything I can do,
she has my number.
No, that's not necessary. Thanks.
It's all under control.
Okay.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-What was the deal?
-You get a girlfriend, I get a mother.
But honey, I've got my hands full
with you. We don't need anyone.
You're just mad
because she's stronger than you.
Ha! Is that what you think? Really?
-Put your knees together.
-Like this?
-Hey.
-Hello.
-Did you bring Dad?
-No, but look at this.
"I run for Joop."
-Mom, how nice.
-Sweet.
-There they are.
-Look at that.
Hi.
You're late.
Yes, more.
We heard a weird story about a bathtub.
We're just friends.
Don't make a big deal of it.
If there's a baby in nine months,
you might know what happened.
I would have remembered that.
You wouldn't have been able to walk.
-I think I said that out loud.
-Yes.
Hi, Romy.
Babette, you have to come.
There's something wrong with Dad.
I don't know what to do. He's in pain.
I'll be there in a few minutes.
If it gets worse, dial 911.
For an ambulance. Okay?
Sorry, I have to go. See you later.
Sorry.
Can someone look after your daughter?
I can look after her.
-Are you sure?
-Yes, it'll be fine.
You did really good.
They're going to make your dad better.
-I don't want Daddy to become a star.
-That won't happen, sweetie.
Hey. It's all going to be alright.
I've had my appendix removed.
And look, I didn't become a star.
You know what? We're going to make
your dad a pretty card.
And tonight we're going to bake
pancakes. Alright? Come on.
Left, left. Wait.
Watch out for the traffic light.
What do you think of my new shirt
for the marathon?
Beautiful, hon.
Mom, why is your name Kleiman
when we're all called Janssen?
Because your dad hasn't asked me
to marry him yet.
Marriage, the word alone.
That is completely outdated.
I think it's romantic.
It would have saved us a lot of money
and hassle with the notary.
Like a wedding is free.
Peppie, I was joking.
Even if we were married,
I would have kept my own name.
Dad, why don't you want to marry Mom?
I love your mom very much.
That's the most important thing.
A wedding is all for show.
And before you know it,
your Mom would become
Bridezilla.
What is that supposed to mean?
No, not funny. Not funny.
No, that's just stupid.
Leave it, Peppie.
Mom doesn't want to marry Dad
if Dad is too scared.
Dad is just a scaredy cat.
A big, fat coward.
Hey.
Where were you?
Out. Some people have a life.
-And
-Was it
No.
-Piercing-girl wants to break up.
-Seriously?
-Yes, that's what he said on the phone.
-Why?
Kasper doesn't want to do it.
Oh.
He thought it was too early for that.
But it was two o'clock in the afternoon.
I don't get it.
You don't have to get any of that, son.
What are you doing?
If you see her all the time,
you'll never get over her.
-Wait a minute.
-No.
Did you wait before you
put your arm around me in the park?
Cheers.
Thanks, bro.
"He was never alone again."
"Unless he ate chili con carne."
Oops. Sorry.
How will dad look like
without his appendix?
Probably just as good
as with his appendix.
Do you think my dad is cute?
Doesn't matter. He's the sweetest,
cutest dad in the world.
Absolutely.
He does have a big nose.
To sniff out criminals. Funny, right?
Yes, very funny.
And now it's time to sleep.
-Your room is pretty.
-Thank you, honey.
Can I have a kiss goodnight?
Of course.
-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.
Do you miss him?
Yes, of course.
Just like you miss your mom.
Dad misses Mom too.
That's why he can't like Babette.
But he does like her?
Yes, because when he was in pain,
he did smile when he saw Babette.
That's well spotted.
You're a smart cookie.
-Babette said you are supersmart.
-Did she say that?
She was just on the phone with Dad.
She says you notice everything.
Dad said something really funny,
because Babette laughed as well.
Are you two gossiping?
Not about me, I hope?
No.
Jochem says hi. He's doing really well.
It's Jochem now? I just heard
that you think he's really funny.
Yes, he's quite funny.
-Anyone in the mood for pudding?
-Yes.
That's what I thought.
-Hey.
-Hey.
So, no?
Yes, I got the job
and I can start Monday. Yeah.
We're not happy about that?
I should be super happy. It's just that
I need to be in an office all day,
sitting at a computer.
My friend is looking for help.
She trains service dogs.
Never thought about it.
I got the job in Londen.
That's great. Congrats.
Yeah, thanks.
I do have to think about it.
It's a big step.
But I do have a life here, of course.
With Knakkie.
Yes, with Knakkie.
And with you.
And everybody else.
-We're also still busy with training.
-Yeah.
But it's supercool. Congratulations.
Come.
-Very good.
-Dad.
My sweet little monkey. Come here.
Hi, honey.
I've missed you so much.
-Hi, these are for you.
-Hi.
Oh.
-Wow, thank you.
-No, I should thank you. Really.
-No, that's not necessary.
-Yes, you literally saved us.
I acted like a jerk. I'm so embarrassed.
Stop, you've said that a hundred times.
It's okay.
Kasper has practice tonight.
Dinner has to be ready in half an hour.
Are you stressed?
"Baby, stressing is pointless."
No stress. The boys have until eight
to finish their chores.
So it's going to be this messy
until eight o'clock tonight?
That's very likely.
Look at that.
-So romantic.
-Yes, very romantic.
Dad, can you sign this?
-What's that?
-A letter from school.
Yes, give that to me.
Did you run naked through the school?
-Yes, I lost a bet.
-What kind of bet?
-Who could piss the farthest.
-Did you lose your mind?
Did you not drink enough water?
-Is that your response, Karel?
-You're right.
Only make bets
you're sure you're going to win.
So, for example.
Let's say I would also run that marathon.
And Mom says she can run it
faster than I can.
-That's a bet I can easily make.
-Really? Are you sure about that?
In a matter of speaking, of course.
But yes, I would outrun you
without any training.
I'm so sick of this mess.
And I'm so sick of your bullshit.
Seriously.
Pepijn said you two might get married.
Jacob, not right now.
Mom is a little bit mad right now.
Jackass.
Honey? Hey, I'm joking.
-I'm sorry.
-Okay, we'll do it.
Let's make that bet.
If I'm faster than you,
you ask me to marry you.
All the bells and whistles,
with everybody there.
Big and romantic. That's what I want.
Can you imagine? And me in a monkey suit,
with a ridiculous top hat?
Yes, for example.
And that you make an effort.
Or are you afraid?
You're afraid.
Okay. Jacob, you're our witness.
You promise to respect the bet.
The bet starts right now.
First I'm going to destroy Daddy.
And then we're getting married.
Okay, bye.
I start with Karel. The first ten
kilometers we run against each other.
The boys from the pub quiz
will then take over from him.
Well, better go for it, then.
If you want that fairytale wedding.
Maybe then that frog
will finally turn into a prince.
Wait for us.
-Well, how about it?
-How about it?
-Okay.
-Hey, wow.
Yeah, come on.
You've saved me from the dangerous dragon,
beautiful princess.
You're remarkably strong
and you also smell really nice.
But I'm not just some lame
kickboxing princess, sir.
I'm also very smart and handy.
-Do you see the castle here?
-Yes.
-I've designed it myself.
-Wow, now I'm even more impressed.
Beautiful, sweet, cute, handy princess.
What do we do now?
And they lived happily ever after.
They still have to kiss.
-Yes, they have to kiss.
-That's part of the job.
-It's part of the job.
-Okay.
And then there was the kiss.
A real wet one.
You guys can kiss. I'm going to sleep.
-Go to sleep, little monkey.
-Goodnight, sweetie.
-Goodnight.
-Goodnight, honey.
Romy with her crazy talk.
-I think she's a really smart girl.
-Yeah?
Scientist.
MARATHON FOR JOOP
3,034 OF 5,000 RAISED
Well done.
-Karel?
-Yeah, I
I'm going to walk to the store real quick.
I thought you were going to outrun me
without any training?
I'm not going to run.
I'm just going to feel what it's like.
"Feel." Yeah, right.
I see you run.
I see you.
ROMEO & JULIEOh, you're not asleep?
No. Did you have a nice walk?
The walk was nice.
I'm just cramping a little bit.
-Baby?
-Yeah.
I was thinking about the marathon.
If I carry my father with me on my back
you should carry your father
with you on your back.
Funny. My dad weighs 120 kilograms.
Then he should go on a diet.
I've heard you.
I'll carry some extra weight.
You can put three kilo
of potatoes in a backpack.
Then you can cook right after.
Goodnight.
But it's Wednesday, baby.
Here is Super Marleen.
Or can't you do it after all that walking?
Yes, of course I can.
Karel?
Next week.
Hi.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
-Did you miss me?
-The whole night.
Hi, honey.
-Where's Babette?
-Who?
Dad
Hi, good morning.
Here we're going to go right.
Find the crosswalk.
Well done.
Well done.
Guess what just happened to me.
A guy stood next to me,
because he thought I was blind.
And before we reached
the end of the street he had asked me out.
Oh.
-Are you doing it?
-Yes, I think so.
He's nice and his name is Joop.
Just like my dad. That must be a sign.
Coincidence.
Who else from our age is called Joop?
-It's definitely a sign.
-Okay, fine.
And all because you
recommended me for that job.
-Thanks.
-Yeah.
The property market is a real nightmare.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
But you're a senior VP architecture
whatever yada-yada?
You've been paying attention.
You'll design your own villa,
with swimming pool, driveway,
tennis court and whatever.
Anything else you want?
Honey, I'll be happy
with a roof over my head.
-With two or three bedrooms?
-Wow.
Yeah, I've always known
I wanted to be a mom.
But sometimes
life turns out a bit different.
A beautiful design abroad came up
or a promotion that I put first.
So if you'd made different choices,
you'd probably have a child
around Romy's age right now.
Yes, maybe.
Emma and I always wanted a big family.
-Yeah?
-Three or four.
But then no babies, but cancer.
Look.
-Pretty.
-Very pretty.
-Look, we're the same size.
-It seems like it.
I also want a big family, so
Maybe I'll go for four bedrooms. Or five.
What do you mean?
Well, I'm 37 already, so
-Tick-tock, that clock keeps going.
-Tick-tock, I don't know what you mean.
Yeah, I'm just throwing it out there,
so you know where you stand.
How can I decide that right now?
I'm not ready for it and neither is Romy.
Wow, now you sound like my ex.
Romy clearly needs a mother.
Especially with you gone all the time.
And you're going to be that,
working 80 hours a week?
-I'm not saying that.
-What are you saying?
-She needs more attention.
-Don't meddle with my parenting.
-There's no need. It's going fine.
-Neglecting is not parenting.
What are you saying?
I'm not your ex or your sperm bank.
And I don't need your parenting tips.
I'm really glad that honesty
is appreciated around here.
Of course, you can be honest. I can't.
I'm proven right again.
A cop, seriously. I don't think so.
How stereotypical, a cop.
Oh, and now you're walking away.
Call me if you find someone
that meets all your demands.
Romy will have kids of her own by then.
Joop likes to run, too.
So maybe we can do it together some time.
Yeah, we can do that.
I accepted the job in Londen.
What?
Your training is done,
so there's nothing keeping me here.
-What about Knakkie?
-Knakkie can come with me.
Renate is okay with that.
She's busy enough with her pregnancy.
Oh.
Okay, cool.
-Yeah, cool.
-Yeah.
Cool.
You can have my flat, if you want.
Or are you moving in with Joop?
No.
Cool.
Yeah, cool.
What an idiot.
-What?
-You can also be kind of blunt.
You weren't there, Mom. Meddler.
-Dinner's ready.
-I'm not hungry.
Yeah, come on.
Yes, very good.
Yeah, come.
Good luck in London.
You too.
And let me know if you remember
why you were in my bathtub.
It's still a big, black hole.
-What are you doing?
-Nothing. Why?
You're just very sweet.
Maybe we can French kiss a little.
-No.
-Come on, baby. Don't be so lame.
Please.
I will never win like this.
It's only fair
if you take half of my viruses.
Bye, you can also be too fair.
-See, you do want me.
-What are you guys doing?
Mom is giving me her viruses,
otherwise she can't win.
-Can I have a couple?
-No, sweetie.
Those germs are just for Daddy.
You go play upstairs.
No, wait. Stay here, buddy.
No, I'm a spy. I'm going to spy on Kasper.
-He's getting close with his girlfriend.
-Really?
Yeah, that's what he said.
He's a real man now.
What?
Two more to go.
-We haven't finished.
-No.
-Yes.
-No. We're No.
No, my throat hurts already.
I do miss you, Joop.
But tomorrow is the big day.
Then we'll run the marathon together.
Hey!
Help.
Yellow numberplate. Last two numbers
-I don't know.
-Was he wearing anything noticeable?
Yes, he was wearing a vest with a hood.
-A hoodie.
-A hoodie, yes.
-Black.
-A black hoodie.
What else? Nothing?
No. Now I've lost my husband
for the second time.
I promise I'll do everything to find him.
Yeah.
Stupid fucking marathon.
If we'd scattered the ashes right away,
this never would have happened.
You couldn't have know
someone would steal the urn.
Probably, but all that training is
completely useless without Joop.
-No.
-No, it's really not, Mom.
Dad wouldn't mind if we
don't literally carry him with us.
No, of course not. We all carry him
with us all the time, right?
Yeah.
-Marleen, come here.
-No.
Ah, gross.
-Your number. Good luck.
-Thanks.
-Your numbers, ma'am.
-Thank you.
And the wristbands for the relay.
In the meantime, the professionals
Even if we don't win, we'll still
be faster than K3 over there.
Come on. Marleen is going to crush Karel.
That's the most important thing.
But then we'll make Joop proud.
-Yeah.
-Pin your number on your belly.
-Yeah.
-Tricky, right? A safety pin.
-I can do this.
-Can't you do anything, dickhead?
-Go, Mom, go.
-Ah, sweetie.
-Tissue, baby?
-Gross, no. Thank you.
I have my own.
-Good luck later.
-Yes, you too.
May the best one win.
Five, four, three, two, one.
There they go, ladies and gentlemen.
Fantastic.
That looks amazing.
No.
I hate running.
I really hate it.
-I love it.
-I hate it.
-I love it.
-I hate it.
Stop.
Oh, cramp.
You're an animal.
I almost couldn't catch you.
You did so well.
Come here.
Shall I marry you?
Oh, honey, you're such a sweet boy.
Baby, you have to hydrate.
Are you okay?
-Marleen?
-Are you okay?
Dearest Marleen.
You're not just the most
important thing in my life.
But the thought that I let you
doubt that for one second
is unforgiveable.
You're my first.
And the only woman in my life.
So will you marry me?
-Yes.
-Yes? Come here.
Come here.
Oh, come here.
-I love you.
-I love you too.
Are you ready?
Yes, definitely.
-And Joop?
-Joop? Oh, new Joop?
No, that didn't work out.
I meant your father, of course.
Or his ashes. You know what I mean.
No, we'll carry him with us in our hearts.
Just like you, coach.
-Kiki, Babette is coming.
-I have to go, it's my turn.
Go run, sweetie.
Titanic.
It went really fast the first time.
We shouldn't do that.
We don't want to end up a wreck,
not on our first trip.
-Well done, sweetie.
-Good luck, Mom.
-Well done. I'm so proud of you.
-Thank you.
-How was it?
-Good.
And I do think
running gives my brain more oxygen.
Because in those 10.5 kilometers
I remembered why you were in my bath.
Yeah, you wanted to kiss me.
But because we were drunk,
I said we shouldn't do it.
Wait until we were sober?
-I can't imagine you being so mature.
-Yes, apparently.
Then you started about the Titanic.
-Titanic?
-Yes, how it was going too fast.
And that's why it crashed the first time.
It was really poetic.
We're sober now.
Yeah.
But now you're gone.
Is she lost?
There she is.
-Mom.
-Yeah.
We did it.
Look at that.
Hi. Here you go.
-No
-Yes.
Too bad I couldn't get it here on time,
but I found it.
-Thank you so much.
-Of course.
-And congrats on the marathon.
-Oh, yeah.
Wow, Mom.
-Hi.
-How bizarre.
He sniffs out criminals with his big nose.
-Don't you have to go to bed?
-She was a great cheerleader.
Good. But it wasn't that bizarre.
It was mostly good police work.
-With this big nose.
-Yes, of course.
Yeah, and I wanted to apologize
for the other day.
I was rude about your wish
to have children.
I was rather rude myself as well.
What did you say, Babette?
That you were right, Mom. Again.
Do you
want to come over for dinner tonight?
-I'll make banana bread.
-I don't think so.
No? Oh.
Okay, that's too bad.
I have a new recipe.
With blueberries and coconut.
I can also take a piece over
to your mom's.
-I'm in the mood for something else.
-Yeah?
Peppie, what are you doing?
Kasper says DNA comes out of your willy.
So I'm giving Grandpa some of my DNA.
Come here.
You hate tomatoes.
He already has a girl.
-Do you like a pub quiz?
-No.
Oh, lycopene. Of course.
-Wine?
-No, thanks.
Why not?
Oh my God. Really?
I ran that marathon for two.
-That's the best news.
-Congratulations.
-Two weeks? And you know that already?
-She's late.
I just taught you everything
about condoms, pancake.
-Not him. Her.
-Congrats, man.
Please let it be a girl this time.
I just taught you everything
about condoms, pancake.
Marleen?
Are we having another one?
Yes. Are you happy?
Honey, of course I'm happy.
Pregnant. Pregnant.
And the wedding has to be moved up,
otherwise I won't fit in a dress.
Honey.
Watch out.
What's wrong, Venus?
What are you doing here?
Getting a kiss.
Finally.
-Oh, Mom.
-Isn't that nice?
You did it, Mom.
I was just thinking about
what else is on Dad's bucket list.
-What?
-No, you're joking.
-It's on the fridge.
-What's on that list?
Come.
You're kidding me.
What?
Come here.
Pedal to the metal, honey.
-We have to fly.
-Yoohoo.
Jesus. Isn't that way too heavy for you?
-Mom, please.
-I won't say another word.
Jacob, I don't need to see that.
-Get of that thing or you'll fall.
-I won't fall.
Isn't that pan bothering you, honey?
"in salt or brackish water"
Real quick about tomorrow.
Are you snacking? We're about to eat.
Wait, it's just crisps.
-Is this okay for a seven-year-old?
-He can learn a thing or two.
You have to pick up Peppie tomorrow.
-Me?
-Yes, you.
-Don't you normally do that?
-I have to buy shoes with Jacob.
-But it's Thursday tomorrow.
-And?
-Thursday is pub quiz day.
-Can't you skip it for once?
Honey, we're close to the championship.
I'm chef 'crazy facts'.
Can't Jacob buy his own shoes?
Hey, did you wash your hands?
-He's thirteen.
-Exactly. Problem solved.
Did you know oysters can change gender?
No, I didn't.
I would like to be an oyster.
Imagine.
Is it that time of the month again?
My biological clock says it's time
to make a decision.
My intelligence clock says it's stupid to
get pregnant right after your promotion.
Hey, mister artist. When can I be born?
Not right now, sweetie.
Honey, we can't keep postponing it.
Sorry, I feel a flow coming on.
Yeah.
Hi.
Venus, down.
That dog has to leave when I'm here.
What if I smell like him?
Honey, I only have fifteen minutes.
So I have to
-Fifteen minutes?
-Yeah
-In-laws, dinner, things. It sucks.
-Too bad.
Yeah, I'm bummed about it too. Seriously.
-What's this?
-A new perfume. For you.
There's a reason I buy
you and Kristina the same perfume.
She has a nose like a bloodhound.
Okay, 15 minutes. And hop, there. Come on.
Go.
We are back at the Landenloop.
The atmosphere here
is incredible this year.
People that cross the finish line
are extremely excited.
Vera, a marathon. That's something
I would like to do someday.
A marathon? Okay.
Dad always said he wanted his ashes
to be scattered in the water.
Close to his favorite spot.
So if I die someday, you will have to
scatter my ashes there as well.
Then we're together.
But before we're going to do all that,
we're going to fulfill Dad's last wish.
Something Buddhist, right?
Close. We are going to run
the marathon, with him.
-What?
-A marathon? With him?
-Yes.
-How do you see that happening?
Well, just put his urn
in a backpack and run.
Mom, you can't be serious.
-You want to run with Dad on your back?
-He used to carry you all the time.
-How long is a marathon?
-42 kilometers and 195 meters.
The thought alone kills me, Mom.
No, we're going to do a relay.
That's a little over ten kilometers each.
-10 kilometers?
-We can do this.
-No.
-In fact
I've already signed us up.
And we're running for the Hartstichting.
And it's still a couple of months away,
so plenty of time to train.
Plenty of time?
Sitting down and drinking my coffee
while it's hot feels like a vacation.
I'm happy if there's no fires
or ER visits in my day.
Three boys, Mom. That's totally
different than three girls.
Not to mention Karel.
He's the biggest toddler of them all.
Honey, if you treat them like toddlers,
they're going to act like toddlers.
-So it's my fault?
-Yes. And Karel's too.
So you shouldn't complain.
-So I complain?
-Okay, I'll do it.
-Train three times a week, I think.
-Seriously?
No, of course not, Mom.
I work 80 hours a week.
And I've finally managed
to be able to convince Rogier
to try for a baby.
Really? I'm so happy for you.
I'm not buying it.
No, that boy doesn't want kids.
-You've been together five years.
-I know.
He's going to keep postponing
until you're in menopause.
-Wow.
-Honey, watch how he responds
if you have your IUD removed
and refuse to use condoms.
Then you'll know.
No, I'm officially the least athletic one
in the family.
-I coughed up blood in gym class.
-Exaggeration is a quality, too.
My best quality, Mom.
Did you forget I failed PE
in my first year?
We all know that.
I'm going to fulfill Dad's last wish,
with or without you.
So, this will be the nursery.
Tomorrow I'm having my IUD removed,
and I don't want to mess with condoms.
-Your messing with me, right?
-No, I'm serious.
Listen, honey, I want this too,
but the timing is just fucked right now.
-The timing is always fucked.
-True, but I will not be blackmailed.
This is not blackmail. This is a dilemma.
This is not just about me, but about us.
Yes, but not now.
Dickhead.
-Dickhead.
-Nice.
-Turd.
-Boys, I'm eating.
Turd on your plate.
It's called 'dirty words bingo'
for a reason.
Does anyone have an A,
because then I can spell vagin
-Vagina?
-Na.
-That's not a dirty word.
-Yes, it is. Super gross.
-Or do you think so?
-Vagina.
No, of course not.
Vagina is not a dirty word.
Fuck, that's a dirty word.
Yeah, very funny, Karel.
You're all incredibly annoying.
Why can't we have
a normal dinner for once,
without someone inventing
a fucking stupid game?
And now you can say fuck?
Yes, I can say fuck.
Because you are acting fucked up.
I'm sorry.
I just don't really feel like myself.
I miss my dad.
Okay, boys.
Everyone be good to Mommy, okay?
That whole idea about the marathon.
Your mother is losing her mind
a little bit.
It's good that you're not
going along with it.
-Why?
-With all due respect
-I've never seen you run.
-With all due respect?
-Not even to catch a bus.
-Wow.
-I've never seen you run either, Mom.
-Me neither.
Mom can do everything, but she can't run.
Are you going to put up with that?
Dad is dissing you.
Challenge.
Show us. Show us.
Show us. Show us.
Show us. Show us.
Show us. Show us.
Show us. Show us. Show us.
Okay, challenge accepted.
Okay, run to the bathroom.
The laundry is done.
Fuck you. I'm not going to run
to the bathroom to do the laundry.
Your laundry. You can go do it yourself.
And I'm not going to cook anymore either.
Because I'm going to train.
With Grandma. For the marathon.
And I'd hurry up, the laundry isn't
going to hang itself. So chop-chop.
F-U-C-K.
Meddler.
Mom, please.
As soon as I find my own place,
I'll be out of here.
-As long as you run.
-Old whiner.
-Thank you.
-Come.
Come, sweetie.
Babette and Marleen are doing it.
Now just you, come on.
Mom, I'm as fit as a smoked eel.
-What are those?
-Sports bras.
I bought one for everyone.
And this one is for you. Nice, right?
-Yes, super nice. Thank you.
-Running will be super easy.
Just a matter of the correct sports bra.
Normally it hurts a lot
while you run, right?
But I'm wearing one now. Look.
Like they're stuck to me. See.
Such good quality.
These things are so great.
-Mom, can you stop?
-Really great.
This is my work. I'm here earning money
as a professional adult.
Yeah, right.
-Kiki.
-Hi.
-Do you have those printouts for me?
-I will get them to you.
You know how I want it?
You're breaking two rules at once.
"Don't sleep with your boss"
and "stay away from married men."
Love advice from my mom. Thanks.
You could run him out of your system.
I'm not doing it. Just go home,
I have to get back to work, okay?
Love you. Bye.
WTF Planning, this is Kiki.
They should be on your hard drive.
Okay, bye, Wim.
Jesus. Dipshits.
Pussy is the term for the female housecat.
Yes. And did you know
that not all pussies meow?
What? Really?
We need new clothes pegs.
These are the last ones.
Really?
What are you making?
-What's he making?
-No idea.
He's cooking intuitively.
Something he saw on TikTok.
-Gross.
-No stress, we'll have toasties.
The housework isn't too bad
if you divide all the chores up.
-Do tell.
-Well, stressing is pointless.
Everyone has a chore. I have the TV,
laundry, WIFI and communication.
You have the TV?
Well done. I'm proud of you.
And the laundry as well. Wow.
-Don't think I'm taking over.
-No, I have everything under control.
Except the laundry and the soup, maybe.
And a couple of other things.
-Mom, do you have a cat?
-A cat? No. Why?
Kasper says all girls and women
have a cat.
Oh no, I mean pussy.
Right. Well, thank god
you have everything under control.
Your dinner. No cheese,
but lots of vegetables.
What a treat.
Extra healthy, for the fit girl.
Look, what do you think?
-It fits perfectly.
-Nice.
Take a picture for your sisters.
What are you doing?
Finding a father for my kid.
Finding sperm for my kid, I mean.
This is not a dating site, you know.
A donor isn't going to love you.
That's not the goal.
I've already let that go.
Do you know how long it's been
since a man did something nice for me?
Even if it was just buying me flowers.
But that doesn't mean you have to get
pregnant by an anonymous donor?
Yes, that's just real transparent.
-Well.
-What else is there?
I've postponed it long enough.
Maybe too long.
Dad never got to be a grandpa for my kid.
But an anonymous donor? I don't know.
This site is very trustworthy.
Having a baby with a trustworthy site.
Sounds very lonely.
I'd rather be a single mom than no mom.
I don't want to be disappointed again,
and I don't have time to date and hope.
You're going to find the right person
to do this together.
You had Dad.
-He adored you. That's different.
-Listen to your mom.
It's much nicer to have someone
to see your child grow up with.
And to conceive, as well.
After Marleen,
Dad actually wanted you to be a boy.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
He'd read that you're supposed
to eat lycopene,
so he fed me tomatoes all day long.
Tomatoes?
Yes, but he was so excited
when you were born
that he forgot that straight away.
Are you nearly there?
-Hey, Joris.
-I'm just walking the dog.
Yes, sorry, I should have called.
Something came up.
Something with the family.
-With the family?
-Exactly.
I reserved my whole night for you.
Are you not coming at all?
-I will call you back tomorrow, Joris.
-Let me guess. She's right beside you?
Yes, okay. Bye.
Yeah, see you later.
Sorry. Also on behalf of Knakkie.
What's his name? Her? Her, yes.
-Venus.
-Venus?
For the Shocking Blue song or the goddess?
For my pussy, all right?
Go on.
Knakkie?
Ro my. Romy.
BABETTE
I can run Kiki's part as well.
No, I'm the fittest. I'll do it.
Show-off. I'm really disappointed
she's not joining, though.
That girl only runs
for a porn star martini.
-You should give that a try, party animal.
-Kiki.
Yes. And I'm not promising anything.
I can't run.
-If I can do it, you can do it.
-You just have to try.
It's so sweet that you guys are here.
Dad would have really loved this.
-Where is he?
-Who?
-Our trainer.
-We have a trainer?
You're kidding. A brainless beefcake
who's going to torment us?
This brainless beefcake
apologizes for being late.
-No.
-You?
-You guys know each other?
-Know?
Well, I accidentally threw
a ball on her head
-and know Venus is named after
-Yes, stop talking. Thank you.
Right. I'm Vincent. Let's forget
all other pleasantries for now.
Runners would rather
get cracking right away.
Then I'm clearly not a runner.
We do five push-ups
for every minute we're late.
That makes sure we'll be on time
and it strengthens the upper body.
We'll start with a warm-up.
Let's warm up those arms.
Then we will stretch,
followed by a bit of running.
Hey, is this your job?
No, I work for an IT-company.
Running and fitness are my hobbies.
And backwards. A nice swing.
-Are you single?
-Come on, Mom.
-I have two single daughters.
-Mom, you're doing it again.
-In fact you have three single daughters.
-Yes, but Marleen has a family.
We'll take for granted that the adolescent
is too lazy to propose to her.
Yeah. Get your leg up. Come on.
But, Vincent, what's the deal?
Do you have a girlfriend?
-No. Other leg.
-Oh, but you are into girls?
-Yes.
-Nice.
Other leg. Good.
And now the lunge position.
And lunge. Come on.
I do have one rule. Other leg.
No love affairs during practice. Yes?
-Let's go for it. Come on.
-Chop-chop.
-Yeah, come on, ladies.
-Let's go, girls.
Quick.
-We'll now jog for two minutes.
-Two minutes?
Come on. No stomping
like elephants, ladies.
You shouldn't hear yourself running.
Light-footed. Let your feet roll nicely.
So many rules.
Complaining will cost you
a lot of energy, Kiki.
And us, too.
After 30 minutes
you will release endorphins.
-Oh?
-Yes.
Your body will produce happy hormones.
Just like sex. Especially an orgasm.
-Wow, Mom, thanks.
-Focus on your breathing.
This is also mindfulness training.
Three seconds in through your nose.
And out through the mouth.
-Lovely.
-I have to puke.
-What?
-I have to puke.
Then you need to focus
on your breathing. In through the nose
-No, I quit.
-Hey, come on.
-Kiki.
-Just push through.
You haven't even tried.
No one has ever quit my training
so quickly. A new record.
Well, congrats.
Sorry, Mom. I told you.
I'm not cut out for this.
Come on. Let's go.
-Mom.
-Yeah, okay.
I told you running was not your thing.
-Mom?
-Yes?
Are you dying?
No, sweetie. I'm not dying.
When is dinner?
In nine minutes.
Do you have a cold?
Yes, actually.
-No way. He has red spots.
-Show me.
-He's been bitten by a vampire.
-Leave me alone.
Hickeys.
Okay.
-Who did this to you?
-No one.
That nice girl. Your history project.
Purple hair. Piercing.
The one with the big
A very intelligent, nice girl, Karel.
Yeah, right. And, not ugly.
-Dad, please.
-Mom, he wants to screw her.
So I've hidden the tools,
so he can't hurt her.
Shut up.
-Go put it back, sweetie.
-Okay.
Because Kasper
isn't going to screw anybody.
How do you want to prevent it?
He's getting older. He's fifteen.
Do you remember how old we were
for our first time?
He'll do it as soon as he gets the chance.
I know. But he's still my little boy.
In the body of a fit, young god.
Do you think it will fit?
-What? That girl and Kasper
-No, idiot. The condom.
That it's not going to slip, I mean.
I would rather worry
he doesn't need a larger size.
If he's anything like his father.
Maybe you should demonstrate it.
Buy some bananas.
I'll buy cucumbers.
But it's a good idea.
A bit of male bonding
between father and son.
You know you're a macho idiot, right?
I'm your macho idiot.
Goodnight.
Goodnight? Hello, it's Wednesday.
Super Karel is here.
1-6-0.
Hello.
Hi. Are you home alone?
Sort of. And you?
Yes. No. Well, my mother is here.
My mother is a star.
Oh, yeah? On tv?
No, in the sky.
Shall I act out a play for you?
I've got some old dolls here.
-Yes. I'll tell it and you act it out.
-Yes, good idea.
Okay, start.
There once was a really smart princess.
She lived in her castle.
Her father, the king, had to do
smart things to save people.
The princess was a little bored
in the castle.
So she went looking for a dog
to play with.
Oh, I don't have a toy dog, but
I do have a cow.
Okay, a cow will do.
The cow started mooing.
What's all this mooing about?
Shouldn't you be sleeping
And not moo with strangers.
Give me that. Hello?
Oh, hi, I'm the cow. I mean, I'm Babette.
Hi. My mother is Vera.
I'm helping Romy to
She was a bit bored.
That's really nice, but I don't know you
and Romy should be sleeping.
-She has school tomorrow.
-You just got home, right?
I don't think she can sleep
when you're not there.
Thank you for your concern,
but that's not necessary.
I advise you to find friends your own age.
-Excuse me?
-Do you know the law?
I mean, she is 8 and you're 40.
-My daughter, my business.
-I'm only 37
One, two, legs up. There you go.
I told you to go straight to sleep,
also when I'm not here.
-And no strangers.
-Babette is my friend.
Honey, I have a very important case
at work
Every case is important, except me.
What are you saying? You're the most
important case in my life.
You're my little princess, right?
I love you.
I love you too,
but also think you're stupid.
-Sleep tight, honey. Goodnight.
-Goodnight.
Mom, here she is.
-Hi, Mom.
-Hi.
Aren't you sore?
No, you know I do kickboxing
three times a week, right?
Joop was always fit, as well.
Yes, go. Run to Mommy.
-Is that Kiki?
-Yes.
-No.
-Here, look.
She could run like the wind.
Yeah, we're going to go for a walk.
Come on.
-Hello?
-Hi, baby.
-I can't come, Kiki.
-Again? You promised.
-It's her birthday.
-Yeah? She had a birthday last year.
We were celebrating three years sexy time.
I even cooked.
She surprised me
with tickets for the theatre.
The theatre? What the fuck.
I'm the victim here, okay?
Yeah, boohoo, Huug. That's so sad.
Bye.
Venus?
Venus?
-Kiki, it's me.
-I'm sorry.
Nice, having your own dog.
I share custody with my ex.
The animals always suffer.
-But they have two of everything.
-Yes.
Was he working late?
Are you hungry?
Dump that idiot.
If he traded
the mother of his kids in for you,
he'll also replace you with a newer model.
How did you get so wise?
Are you like that?
It happened to me.
My ex left her boyfriend for me.
And then ran into the arms of another guy.
How is that possible? Aren't you a runner?
She was a champion runner
in the 400 meters.
Cheers.
Three seconds in through the nose
and out through the mouth. Right?
-Right.
-To old-fashioned love and stuff.
Just like our parents had.
Your mom told me
she was with your dad for 42 years.
In love, right until the end.
Yeah, that's really nice.
Yeah.
Can I ask how your dad died?
Heart attack. Totally unexpected.
Leave it.
I know something better than cleaning up.
To seal our friendship.
A special single malt from my birth year.
He gave it to me
for a special occasion, so
Hard liquor. That's been a while.
I'm just his fuck-buddy.
He's never going to leave her.
-Asshole.
-Yeah, just like Renate.
So I bought her an engagement ring
a house and a dog.
I even trained with her.
Did I say house?
Sorry.
Dump him? He's also my boss.
Dogs have a boss.
Do you know what you need?
-Well?
-A penguin.
-What?
-Yeah.
Penguins mate for life.
That might be something for you.
It means they can't run away.
Yes, I need a penguin.
What are you looking at?
When I'm drunk, everything
seems to go really slowly.
All good.
Yoohoo?
Kiek?
Mom?
Hi, sunshine.
You have to look at something.
-That key is for emergencies.
-Yeah, yeah.
What I want to show you,
is really important.
Wow, you might want to eat a mint or two.
-Wow. Here, look.
-Is that me and Dad?
-But look at you go.
-That's sweet.
So you can't say you can't run.
-I was four. That doesn't count.
-Of course it does. It all counts.
-We're family. You have to do it.
-Do you want me to die?
I can't run 400 meters,
let alone 10.5 kilometers.
Yes, you can. To want is to succeed.
He is not your boss.
-Dogs have a boss.
-Yes, that's right.
-Vincent? Hi.
-Hi.
You were in bed with my daughter?
Don't be embarrassed.
Fine. And it's a sweet video,
but text first next time.
I don't know if I was
in bed with your daughter.
I don't know what happened exactly.
What I do know: something with whisky.
It was a special single malt.
A hopeless generation.
Mom, can you send me that video
of me and Dad?
That's our end goal.
-Up those stairs.
-What? No.
In a month. Yeah, come on.
-Pick one.
-Dad.
Pick one.
Condom.
Tear open carefully,
so you don't damage it.
Right. Well, now you blow in it
and hold on to the tip.
Then you roll it down slowly. Okay?
Shit.
-Need help?
-Shut up.
Your cucumber is just easier.
-Easier cucumber my ass.
-Look. I almost have it.
Kasper, stay there.
-You have to practice it blind.
-Look, I got it.
-Blind?
-Yes, so you can do it in the dark.
Me too?
Of course. You have to set an example.
Male bonding shit and all that.
Look. I did it.
It's a miracle
we only have three kids, babe.
You're cooking, right?
-Hi. Hey, Knakkie.
-Hey.
Are you stalking me on daddy day?
Knakkie found a present for Venus.
Here you go.
Yes, a running harness.
-Nice, I think.
-Yeah.
Knakkie found a cute lead
and collar as well.
-Thanks.
-No worries.
Does Knakkie think
Venus needs to run more?
Uhm yes. And you too.
I have a rest day. My trainer's orders.
-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah.
Sounds like a brainless beefcake.
-You know him?
-I know the type.
You're in a good mood today.
I just heard I'm in the running
for a fun job abroad.
-How cool.
-Yeah.
-Oh, shit.
-What?
That's Hugo.
-That Hugo?
-Yes, with his wife.
Don't look.
Just play along. It will be okay.
Why did you do that?
-I'm helping you get rid of him.
-Who says I want that?
-He's calling me.
-Pick up.
Pick up and say you have a boyfriend.
Come on, you can do it. Go on.
-Hi.
-Who was that guy?
-My new boyfriend.
-New boyfriend?
I'm about to get a divorce. For you.
-You have a new boyfriend?
-You've been saying that since Christmas.
Do you know what? It's not working.
It's over between us.
I want a penguin. That's not what you are.
You're crazy. And yes, I'm not a penguin.
And don't come to the office anymore.
Your contract will not be renewed.
And hand in your key as well.
Hey.
Well done. I'm proud of you. Cool.
Cool?
I just lost my house,
sex and job all in one phone call.
Fucking cool.
Cool, yes.
Come.
-Your ex?
-Renate.
I always joke: Run-nate.
There's still a lot of Renate here.
The pictures are for Knakkie.
My dad really likes banana bread.
Oh yeah? My dad loved it too.
-Am I doing it right?
-Yes, really good.
Really mash it.
Push hard. Yes, that's good.
-Do you have kids?
-No, not yet.
-I haven't found the right man yet.
-But you're looking?
Well, not really.
I had a man, but he was kind of stupid.
Why?
Because I wanted something he didn't want.
And I hoped he would
change his mind someday.
-I have that too.
-Really?
I really want a puppy,
but Daddy won't let me.
-Why not?
-Because he's gone a lot.
I have a plush dog upstairs.
-Hi.
-Hi.
I thought you were an intruder.
No, I'm the cow from across the street.
Hi.
-Babette does kickboxing.
-Yes, I've noticed.
-What did I say? No strangers, honey.
-Babette is no stranger. She's my friend.
-Romy asked me to help her bake.
-Yes, of course she did.
You're the fifth woman she's asked.
Romy wants to set me up
and start a dating site.
-No.
-She wants to be a scientist.
You'd know that if you were home more.
You don't beat around the bush.
What a mess.
-Do you have to leave?
-Yes.
I think so.
Sorry, that sounded a lot meaner
than it was meant to.
She's alone a lot, though.
If there's anything I can do,
she has my number.
No, that's not necessary. Thanks.
It's all under control.
Okay.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-What was the deal?
-You get a girlfriend, I get a mother.
But honey, I've got my hands full
with you. We don't need anyone.
You're just mad
because she's stronger than you.
Ha! Is that what you think? Really?
-Put your knees together.
-Like this?
-Hey.
-Hello.
-Did you bring Dad?
-No, but look at this.
"I run for Joop."
-Mom, how nice.
-Sweet.
-There they are.
-Look at that.
Hi.
You're late.
Yes, more.
We heard a weird story about a bathtub.
We're just friends.
Don't make a big deal of it.
If there's a baby in nine months,
you might know what happened.
I would have remembered that.
You wouldn't have been able to walk.
-I think I said that out loud.
-Yes.
Hi, Romy.
Babette, you have to come.
There's something wrong with Dad.
I don't know what to do. He's in pain.
I'll be there in a few minutes.
If it gets worse, dial 911.
For an ambulance. Okay?
Sorry, I have to go. See you later.
Sorry.
Can someone look after your daughter?
I can look after her.
-Are you sure?
-Yes, it'll be fine.
You did really good.
They're going to make your dad better.
-I don't want Daddy to become a star.
-That won't happen, sweetie.
Hey. It's all going to be alright.
I've had my appendix removed.
And look, I didn't become a star.
You know what? We're going to make
your dad a pretty card.
And tonight we're going to bake
pancakes. Alright? Come on.
Left, left. Wait.
Watch out for the traffic light.
What do you think of my new shirt
for the marathon?
Beautiful, hon.
Mom, why is your name Kleiman
when we're all called Janssen?
Because your dad hasn't asked me
to marry him yet.
Marriage, the word alone.
That is completely outdated.
I think it's romantic.
It would have saved us a lot of money
and hassle with the notary.
Like a wedding is free.
Peppie, I was joking.
Even if we were married,
I would have kept my own name.
Dad, why don't you want to marry Mom?
I love your mom very much.
That's the most important thing.
A wedding is all for show.
And before you know it,
your Mom would become
Bridezilla.
What is that supposed to mean?
No, not funny. Not funny.
No, that's just stupid.
Leave it, Peppie.
Mom doesn't want to marry Dad
if Dad is too scared.
Dad is just a scaredy cat.
A big, fat coward.
Hey.
Where were you?
Out. Some people have a life.
-And
-Was it
No.
-Piercing-girl wants to break up.
-Seriously?
-Yes, that's what he said on the phone.
-Why?
Kasper doesn't want to do it.
Oh.
He thought it was too early for that.
But it was two o'clock in the afternoon.
I don't get it.
You don't have to get any of that, son.
What are you doing?
If you see her all the time,
you'll never get over her.
-Wait a minute.
-No.
Did you wait before you
put your arm around me in the park?
Cheers.
Thanks, bro.
"He was never alone again."
"Unless he ate chili con carne."
Oops. Sorry.
How will dad look like
without his appendix?
Probably just as good
as with his appendix.
Do you think my dad is cute?
Doesn't matter. He's the sweetest,
cutest dad in the world.
Absolutely.
He does have a big nose.
To sniff out criminals. Funny, right?
Yes, very funny.
And now it's time to sleep.
-Your room is pretty.
-Thank you, honey.
Can I have a kiss goodnight?
Of course.
-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.
Do you miss him?
Yes, of course.
Just like you miss your mom.
Dad misses Mom too.
That's why he can't like Babette.
But he does like her?
Yes, because when he was in pain,
he did smile when he saw Babette.
That's well spotted.
You're a smart cookie.
-Babette said you are supersmart.
-Did she say that?
She was just on the phone with Dad.
She says you notice everything.
Dad said something really funny,
because Babette laughed as well.
Are you two gossiping?
Not about me, I hope?
No.
Jochem says hi. He's doing really well.
It's Jochem now? I just heard
that you think he's really funny.
Yes, he's quite funny.
-Anyone in the mood for pudding?
-Yes.
That's what I thought.
-Hey.
-Hey.
So, no?
Yes, I got the job
and I can start Monday. Yeah.
We're not happy about that?
I should be super happy. It's just that
I need to be in an office all day,
sitting at a computer.
My friend is looking for help.
She trains service dogs.
Never thought about it.
I got the job in Londen.
That's great. Congrats.
Yeah, thanks.
I do have to think about it.
It's a big step.
But I do have a life here, of course.
With Knakkie.
Yes, with Knakkie.
And with you.
And everybody else.
-We're also still busy with training.
-Yeah.
But it's supercool. Congratulations.
Come.
-Very good.
-Dad.
My sweet little monkey. Come here.
Hi, honey.
I've missed you so much.
-Hi, these are for you.
-Hi.
Oh.
-Wow, thank you.
-No, I should thank you. Really.
-No, that's not necessary.
-Yes, you literally saved us.
I acted like a jerk. I'm so embarrassed.
Stop, you've said that a hundred times.
It's okay.
Kasper has practice tonight.
Dinner has to be ready in half an hour.
Are you stressed?
"Baby, stressing is pointless."
No stress. The boys have until eight
to finish their chores.
So it's going to be this messy
until eight o'clock tonight?
That's very likely.
Look at that.
-So romantic.
-Yes, very romantic.
Dad, can you sign this?
-What's that?
-A letter from school.
Yes, give that to me.
Did you run naked through the school?
-Yes, I lost a bet.
-What kind of bet?
-Who could piss the farthest.
-Did you lose your mind?
Did you not drink enough water?
-Is that your response, Karel?
-You're right.
Only make bets
you're sure you're going to win.
So, for example.
Let's say I would also run that marathon.
And Mom says she can run it
faster than I can.
-That's a bet I can easily make.
-Really? Are you sure about that?
In a matter of speaking, of course.
But yes, I would outrun you
without any training.
I'm so sick of this mess.
And I'm so sick of your bullshit.
Seriously.
Pepijn said you two might get married.
Jacob, not right now.
Mom is a little bit mad right now.
Jackass.
Honey? Hey, I'm joking.
-I'm sorry.
-Okay, we'll do it.
Let's make that bet.
If I'm faster than you,
you ask me to marry you.
All the bells and whistles,
with everybody there.
Big and romantic. That's what I want.
Can you imagine? And me in a monkey suit,
with a ridiculous top hat?
Yes, for example.
And that you make an effort.
Or are you afraid?
You're afraid.
Okay. Jacob, you're our witness.
You promise to respect the bet.
The bet starts right now.
First I'm going to destroy Daddy.
And then we're getting married.
Okay, bye.
I start with Karel. The first ten
kilometers we run against each other.
The boys from the pub quiz
will then take over from him.
Well, better go for it, then.
If you want that fairytale wedding.
Maybe then that frog
will finally turn into a prince.
Wait for us.
-Well, how about it?
-How about it?
-Okay.
-Hey, wow.
Yeah, come on.
You've saved me from the dangerous dragon,
beautiful princess.
You're remarkably strong
and you also smell really nice.
But I'm not just some lame
kickboxing princess, sir.
I'm also very smart and handy.
-Do you see the castle here?
-Yes.
-I've designed it myself.
-Wow, now I'm even more impressed.
Beautiful, sweet, cute, handy princess.
What do we do now?
And they lived happily ever after.
They still have to kiss.
-Yes, they have to kiss.
-That's part of the job.
-It's part of the job.
-Okay.
And then there was the kiss.
A real wet one.
You guys can kiss. I'm going to sleep.
-Go to sleep, little monkey.
-Goodnight, sweetie.
-Goodnight.
-Goodnight, honey.
Romy with her crazy talk.
-I think she's a really smart girl.
-Yeah?
Scientist.
MARATHON FOR JOOP
3,034 OF 5,000 RAISED
Well done.
-Karel?
-Yeah, I
I'm going to walk to the store real quick.
I thought you were going to outrun me
without any training?
I'm not going to run.
I'm just going to feel what it's like.
"Feel." Yeah, right.
I see you run.
I see you.
ROMEO & JULIEOh, you're not asleep?
No. Did you have a nice walk?
The walk was nice.
I'm just cramping a little bit.
-Baby?
-Yeah.
I was thinking about the marathon.
If I carry my father with me on my back
you should carry your father
with you on your back.
Funny. My dad weighs 120 kilograms.
Then he should go on a diet.
I've heard you.
I'll carry some extra weight.
You can put three kilo
of potatoes in a backpack.
Then you can cook right after.
Goodnight.
But it's Wednesday, baby.
Here is Super Marleen.
Or can't you do it after all that walking?
Yes, of course I can.
Karel?
Next week.
Hi.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
-Did you miss me?
-The whole night.
Hi, honey.
-Where's Babette?
-Who?
Dad
Hi, good morning.
Here we're going to go right.
Find the crosswalk.
Well done.
Well done.
Guess what just happened to me.
A guy stood next to me,
because he thought I was blind.
And before we reached
the end of the street he had asked me out.
Oh.
-Are you doing it?
-Yes, I think so.
He's nice and his name is Joop.
Just like my dad. That must be a sign.
Coincidence.
Who else from our age is called Joop?
-It's definitely a sign.
-Okay, fine.
And all because you
recommended me for that job.
-Thanks.
-Yeah.
The property market is a real nightmare.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
But you're a senior VP architecture
whatever yada-yada?
You've been paying attention.
You'll design your own villa,
with swimming pool, driveway,
tennis court and whatever.
Anything else you want?
Honey, I'll be happy
with a roof over my head.
-With two or three bedrooms?
-Wow.
Yeah, I've always known
I wanted to be a mom.
But sometimes
life turns out a bit different.
A beautiful design abroad came up
or a promotion that I put first.
So if you'd made different choices,
you'd probably have a child
around Romy's age right now.
Yes, maybe.
Emma and I always wanted a big family.
-Yeah?
-Three or four.
But then no babies, but cancer.
Look.
-Pretty.
-Very pretty.
-Look, we're the same size.
-It seems like it.
I also want a big family, so
Maybe I'll go for four bedrooms. Or five.
What do you mean?
Well, I'm 37 already, so
-Tick-tock, that clock keeps going.
-Tick-tock, I don't know what you mean.
Yeah, I'm just throwing it out there,
so you know where you stand.
How can I decide that right now?
I'm not ready for it and neither is Romy.
Wow, now you sound like my ex.
Romy clearly needs a mother.
Especially with you gone all the time.
And you're going to be that,
working 80 hours a week?
-I'm not saying that.
-What are you saying?
-She needs more attention.
-Don't meddle with my parenting.
-There's no need. It's going fine.
-Neglecting is not parenting.
What are you saying?
I'm not your ex or your sperm bank.
And I don't need your parenting tips.
I'm really glad that honesty
is appreciated around here.
Of course, you can be honest. I can't.
I'm proven right again.
A cop, seriously. I don't think so.
How stereotypical, a cop.
Oh, and now you're walking away.
Call me if you find someone
that meets all your demands.
Romy will have kids of her own by then.
Joop likes to run, too.
So maybe we can do it together some time.
Yeah, we can do that.
I accepted the job in Londen.
What?
Your training is done,
so there's nothing keeping me here.
-What about Knakkie?
-Knakkie can come with me.
Renate is okay with that.
She's busy enough with her pregnancy.
Oh.
Okay, cool.
-Yeah, cool.
-Yeah.
Cool.
You can have my flat, if you want.
Or are you moving in with Joop?
No.
Cool.
Yeah, cool.
What an idiot.
-What?
-You can also be kind of blunt.
You weren't there, Mom. Meddler.
-Dinner's ready.
-I'm not hungry.
Yeah, come on.
Yes, very good.
Yeah, come.
Good luck in London.
You too.
And let me know if you remember
why you were in my bathtub.
It's still a big, black hole.
-What are you doing?
-Nothing. Why?
You're just very sweet.
Maybe we can French kiss a little.
-No.
-Come on, baby. Don't be so lame.
Please.
I will never win like this.
It's only fair
if you take half of my viruses.
Bye, you can also be too fair.
-See, you do want me.
-What are you guys doing?
Mom is giving me her viruses,
otherwise she can't win.
-Can I have a couple?
-No, sweetie.
Those germs are just for Daddy.
You go play upstairs.
No, wait. Stay here, buddy.
No, I'm a spy. I'm going to spy on Kasper.
-He's getting close with his girlfriend.
-Really?
Yeah, that's what he said.
He's a real man now.
What?
Two more to go.
-We haven't finished.
-No.
-Yes.
-No. We're No.
No, my throat hurts already.
I do miss you, Joop.
But tomorrow is the big day.
Then we'll run the marathon together.
Hey!
Help.
Yellow numberplate. Last two numbers
-I don't know.
-Was he wearing anything noticeable?
Yes, he was wearing a vest with a hood.
-A hoodie.
-A hoodie, yes.
-Black.
-A black hoodie.
What else? Nothing?
No. Now I've lost my husband
for the second time.
I promise I'll do everything to find him.
Yeah.
Stupid fucking marathon.
If we'd scattered the ashes right away,
this never would have happened.
You couldn't have know
someone would steal the urn.
Probably, but all that training is
completely useless without Joop.
-No.
-No, it's really not, Mom.
Dad wouldn't mind if we
don't literally carry him with us.
No, of course not. We all carry him
with us all the time, right?
Yeah.
-Marleen, come here.
-No.
Ah, gross.
-Your number. Good luck.
-Thanks.
-Your numbers, ma'am.
-Thank you.
And the wristbands for the relay.
In the meantime, the professionals
Even if we don't win, we'll still
be faster than K3 over there.
Come on. Marleen is going to crush Karel.
That's the most important thing.
But then we'll make Joop proud.
-Yeah.
-Pin your number on your belly.
-Yeah.
-Tricky, right? A safety pin.
-I can do this.
-Can't you do anything, dickhead?
-Go, Mom, go.
-Ah, sweetie.
-Tissue, baby?
-Gross, no. Thank you.
I have my own.
-Good luck later.
-Yes, you too.
May the best one win.
Five, four, three, two, one.
There they go, ladies and gentlemen.
Fantastic.
That looks amazing.
No.
I hate running.
I really hate it.
-I love it.
-I hate it.
-I love it.
-I hate it.
Stop.
Oh, cramp.
You're an animal.
I almost couldn't catch you.
You did so well.
Come here.
Shall I marry you?
Oh, honey, you're such a sweet boy.
Baby, you have to hydrate.
Are you okay?
-Marleen?
-Are you okay?
Dearest Marleen.
You're not just the most
important thing in my life.
But the thought that I let you
doubt that for one second
is unforgiveable.
You're my first.
And the only woman in my life.
So will you marry me?
-Yes.
-Yes? Come here.
Come here.
Oh, come here.
-I love you.
-I love you too.
Are you ready?
Yes, definitely.
-And Joop?
-Joop? Oh, new Joop?
No, that didn't work out.
I meant your father, of course.
Or his ashes. You know what I mean.
No, we'll carry him with us in our hearts.
Just like you, coach.
-Kiki, Babette is coming.
-I have to go, it's my turn.
Go run, sweetie.
Titanic.
It went really fast the first time.
We shouldn't do that.
We don't want to end up a wreck,
not on our first trip.
-Well done, sweetie.
-Good luck, Mom.
-Well done. I'm so proud of you.
-Thank you.
-How was it?
-Good.
And I do think
running gives my brain more oxygen.
Because in those 10.5 kilometers
I remembered why you were in my bath.
Yeah, you wanted to kiss me.
But because we were drunk,
I said we shouldn't do it.
Wait until we were sober?
-I can't imagine you being so mature.
-Yes, apparently.
Then you started about the Titanic.
-Titanic?
-Yes, how it was going too fast.
And that's why it crashed the first time.
It was really poetic.
We're sober now.
Yeah.
But now you're gone.
Is she lost?
There she is.
-Mom.
-Yeah.
We did it.
Look at that.
Hi. Here you go.
-No
-Yes.
Too bad I couldn't get it here on time,
but I found it.
-Thank you so much.
-Of course.
-And congrats on the marathon.
-Oh, yeah.
Wow, Mom.
-Hi.
-How bizarre.
He sniffs out criminals with his big nose.
-Don't you have to go to bed?
-She was a great cheerleader.
Good. But it wasn't that bizarre.
It was mostly good police work.
-With this big nose.
-Yes, of course.
Yeah, and I wanted to apologize
for the other day.
I was rude about your wish
to have children.
I was rather rude myself as well.
What did you say, Babette?
That you were right, Mom. Again.
Do you
want to come over for dinner tonight?
-I'll make banana bread.
-I don't think so.
No? Oh.
Okay, that's too bad.
I have a new recipe.
With blueberries and coconut.
I can also take a piece over
to your mom's.
-I'm in the mood for something else.
-Yeah?
Peppie, what are you doing?
Kasper says DNA comes out of your willy.
So I'm giving Grandpa some of my DNA.
Come here.
You hate tomatoes.
He already has a girl.
-Do you like a pub quiz?
-No.
Oh, lycopene. Of course.
-Wine?
-No, thanks.
Why not?
Oh my God. Really?
I ran that marathon for two.
-That's the best news.
-Congratulations.
-Two weeks? And you know that already?
-She's late.
I just taught you everything
about condoms, pancake.
-Not him. Her.
-Congrats, man.
Please let it be a girl this time.
I just taught you everything
about condoms, pancake.
Marleen?
Are we having another one?
Yes. Are you happy?
Honey, of course I'm happy.
Pregnant. Pregnant.
And the wedding has to be moved up,
otherwise I won't fit in a dress.
Honey.
Watch out.
What's wrong, Venus?
What are you doing here?
Getting a kiss.
Finally.
-Oh, Mom.
-Isn't that nice?
You did it, Mom.
I was just thinking about
what else is on Dad's bucket list.
-What?
-No, you're joking.
-It's on the fridge.
-What's on that list?