Steve + Sky (2004) Movie Script
A father and son are sitting in a cafe,
both plasterers, sitting in a cafe,
arguing about a car.
Just an ordinary car
an Opel Kadett, a green Opel Kadett.
Who it belongs to, stuff like that.
'It's mine. No, it's mine...
I paid for it... You still owe me
money... ', blah blah blah.
The father says, 'Come with me,
I know how to solve this.'
They drive to a petrol station.
The father gets out and takes the hose
and sprays the car with petrol,
20 liters of petrol all over the Kadett.
He gets back in
and sits next to his son
and looks at his son and says,
'Who's car is it? '
The son looks at his old man
and says, 'It's mine.'
The father takes a lighter out of
his trouser pocket and lights it.
He looks at his son again,
looks him right in the eyes and says,
'Whose car is it? '
and the son looks at his old man
and, without batting an eyelid, he says,
'Dad, the car belongs to me! '
The father throws the lighter
over his shoulder
and the car catches fire and explodes!!
Right.
- Right.
And?
What do you mean, and?
They're dead.
Shall we go?
- Yes.
Great looking girl, eh?
- What?
At the bowling alley
A great looking girl.
Would you go out with her?
- No!
Would you go out with her
if I weren't around?
I'm not going to answer that.
- I can see it in your face.
Why do you always have to lie?
About everything.
Meathead!
- It's red!
They can put me in prison as long as
they want. I'll always be free.
Cause up here, I'm free, see?
What are you in for?
- I don't know you.
Nor me you. What's your name?
- Steve!
Jean-Claude. There, now we know
each other. What are you in for?
Do you think that's funny?
What are you in for?
What are you in for?
- Ecstasy.
A lot?
You're a cool guy, eh?
I stopped being cool in March 1997.
And my life has greatly improved since.
Really.
- Are you gay?
Listen.
There's a father and son...
I'm blonde.
I'm 1 meter 78...
I'm 22 and I'll do whatever you want.
If I haven't eaten my banana split
before my cigarette goes out
I'll take off my trousers here.
Easy money, isn't it?
Someone else works in an office a month
for what you get in a day.
And you don't rent out your cunt
for nothing.
You do it for Marc.
It's the finest thing
you can do for a guy
What did I do?
I wanted to give him
everything he wanted.
What do you expect, he's your child?
He needs you. He does.
If you were to leave him
he'd never get over it.
In Belgium there are around
15,000 prostitutes
who do 4 to 6 clients a day
That's an average of 75,000 men
visiting whores each day
My first client was an old man.
All I had to do was fondle him a bit.
He couldn't even get a boner.
I'm a whore because I need money
for my boyfriend Marc.
I give it to his mother
My boyfriend was addicted to sleeping
pills and carried out a hold-up.
I pay for his lawyer and his shrink.
I'm a whore,
but it's only a temporary job.
I don't count the dicks,
I count the money
Jean-Claude told me
he used to be a bouncer
One day this guy pulls out a shooter:
bang, bang, bang.
A bullet in Jean-Claude's back,
paralyzed from the waist down.
In a wheelchair
for the rest of his life.
He said he'd been luckier than his
friend, who got a bullet in his balls.
He's got what it takes to be a legend.
He'd done his time.
I didn't want him to leave.
Best mate I've ever had.
Hope they let me out soon, too.
The problem with all those boards is
they don't believe you,
whether you tell the truth or not.
I don't worry about it anymore.
From now on I'm honest and always say
what I think. Think only of myself.
I always tell the truth,
I don't worry about anyone else
and I won't be told
what to do anymore.
As always,
Sandra is to sing her greatest hit,
the one she won
the Eurovision Song Contest with.
Here is Sandra Kim 'J'aime la vie'.
On 3rd May 1986, Sandra Kim won
the Eurovision Song Contest in Norway.
That was a great day
She was 13. I was 7.
That was the first girl
I fell in love with.
I reckon the whole of Belgium
was in love with her.
Tensing your muscles is brilliant,
feeling resilient,
your body tingling,
I just want some pussy
He suddenly turned up. Marc.
Had obviously escaped.
He'd heard from a mate
I was sitting in a window
And he slapped me about a bit.
And I said to him, I'm doing it
for you, you know. For you.
But he didn't hear me. I could see.
Something in him had snapped.
His eyes,
his eyes didn't shine anymore.
Where is he?
It doesn't matter.
Maybe he's holding up
another drugstore.
Shut your mouth, girl.
You're talking bullshit.
I'm going home.
If I don't reach the post
before the light turns red,
I'll dance across the road.
A new life.
I don't want to have anything more
to do with drugs.
Cops have too many powers
when it comes to drugs.
There are other and better ways
to make money.
Jean-Claude taught me how to steal
motorbikes. That's right up my alley
Still inside and already dreaming
about what you'll do when you're out.
Ready?
I was born ready! Motherfucker!
Do you dream a lot?
I'm a guard...
You don't like seeing me leave,
do you, eh?
GOTA LIGHT?!
I work in a factory now,
also a temporary job.
It pays less but now I don't have to
hand over my money so it's OK.
A banana split and a vodka and coke.
I'll pay for her.
I'll tell you a story
Father and son, two bricklayers, are
sitting in a cafe arguing about a car,
an Opel Kadett, a green one.
Blah blah blah, they can't agree...
who it belongs to.
The father says,
I've got an idea and...
Damn...
What's the matter?
- Got coffee on my shirt.
I'll phone an ambulance.
No need to flip, girl. It's OK.
It's epilepsy.
Even if blood comes out of her mouth
it's only cause she's biting her tongue.
Bullshitter.
- It's true, I read it in prison.
There's a gap in their memory
You can do what you want to them.
They'll never know
What's happened?
I saw a guy,
What's your name and date of birth?
Sky... Like what birds
fly through but in English?
Sky! I've never heard that
as a name before.
Are you sad?
Are you in love?
Don't know, eh?
I can't explain.
I'm in love.
Strange, eh?
Everything is different. Not better.
No, different. More intense.
Suddenly
you feel like a small child again.
You see things
that you didn't see before.
I don't drive around in my taxi,
I float around in my taxi.
Idiot!
I'll never be able to do it!
What do you want?
Is Jean-Claude here?
He'll be here in a minute. He's gone to
the shop for some champagne.
Are you his daughter?
I'm Steve.
Don't stop for me. Carry on.
Well, what do you think? Wicked, eh?
Don't you want a pin a colada?
You're feisty, eh?
- What should I be? A wimp?
I'm just myself.
Just yourself? Got a boyfriend?
- Yes.
See, you are feisty Is it serious?
- I haven't fucked yet.
When you fuck, that's serious,
or serious enough.
No, that's serious.
Steve.
Top dog, A-1 guy.
Great to see you.
I'm really happy to see you.
I saw her again at Jean-Claude's.
She obviously knew him.
Sky... Steve... Sky...
Steve... Sky... Charlotte.
How are you, dude?
My dick was so hard
it was as if it was jet-propelled
and was about to come loose
from my body and fly off.
I've got 78 bottles of champagne with
me. Can't be a coincidence, can it?
Come on, let's open a bottle.
Steve take that box in, will you?
Got a light?
Here.
Sky's going to work here, too.
Once it's open.
Great looking girl, eh?
- Yes.
In fact Sky, you're coming to practice
tomorrow, eh? At half past ten.
Isn't it a bit strange,
a striptease with your arm in a cast?
I'm really glad you're here, man. And
you got all dressed up for me and...
Don't start, eh?
- Yeah, dude, yeah.
Specially for you.
Cheers.
You have to look in my eyes
when you clink glasses.
Why?
- Because you have to.
Who says?
- You just have to.
I don't have to do anything.
Did you hear that?
You're some cool guy, man.
Sky, when you come tomorrow
wear something sexy
the way you're dressed now...
Look who's talking. You've had
the same clothes on for two weeks.
We'll have to find a good woman
for you, won't we?
If I find one
you annoy her till she leaves.
Daddy... Saskia was a silly bitch
who sat on her ass all day
And Christine was an ugly cow.
- Saskia was a very horny...
You're worse than a rabbit,
you fuck everything that moves.
A hole is a hole and a dick isn't picky!
Give me money, I'm meeting someone.
- No, no money!
To go eat doughnuts at the mall.
Give me money!
- I'll give you a smack is what I'll do!
I'll run away,
- Really? Seriously? Promise?
I will, you shit. You'll miss me.
- Well, don't come back!
Give me MONEY!
Don't I get a kiss?
Thank you, Dad.
- Thank you, asshole.
She's having a tough time.
A good fuck, that's what she needs.
A good dick.
Jean-Claude!
Can you get some champagne
from the car?
Jean-Claude and I
plan to steal motorbikes.
We can get rid of ten
at 800 euros each.
We're going fifty-fifty.
That's 4,000 in my pocket.
I think it's there.
I still shit my pants.
Just out of prison and I'm about
to steal my first motorbike.
Tell me about Sky.
What for?
I've known her for ages, man.
Great looking girl, eh?
I had an affair with her mother.
She's a bit weird, Sky.
Sometimes she just sits there staring
for an hour, doesn't say anything.
It's like she never stops.
If she focuses on you it is like
everything suddenly slows down.
She's so... Yes,
there's something about her that...
She's so very...
so very intense.
She's a better loser
than anyone I know,
but at the same time,
she does her utmost best to win.
Can you understand that?
I just can't!
Yeah, man, I'd... if I were...
If I... well... whatever.
She's never got a light. Nope, never
Once she faked an epileptic fit.
Suddenly she was laying on the floor,
shaking and trembling.
Everyone in panic. I was already calling
an ambulance and then, she just got up.
'Haha, it was just a joke,' she said.
Jean-Claude isn't here, you know.
I've got to piss.
I put a tampon in but I might not
have pulled out the other one.
Where's the other one then?
- I had a feel but couldn't find it.
Lost in space!
Here.
My shirt.
Epilepsy!
I got coffee on my shirt
because of you.
So I took some money to buy a new one.
I'm not a thief, you know
Well, not that kind.
Here.
Do you want to...
Do you want to sleep with me?
I'd like to sleep with a woman.
Just sleep.
Come on, try it.
You've got beautiful eyes!
Want to go swimming?
I can't swim.
- Swimming is cool.
You feel as free as a fish.
That's a bird.
Anyway, fish aren't free.
They're in little aquariums.
Fish have no short-term memory
so they constantly forget
that they're in an aquarium.
Right.
Fish are really very happy.
How do you know if a fish is happy?
How can you know?
Very happy,
You can't know if a fish is happy,
I'm going to sleep now.
Me, too.
I've met a girl.
Sky... high in the sky
Don't know what to think.
I don't want a girlfriend
but I want her to like me.
I want lots of girls to like me.
Faster!
What sets us apart
from the other clubs?
What's the difference?
Here it's all about beauty
See! We have beautiful people,
beautiful inside and out.
When clients come in
they should enter a different world.
They have to feel they are someone.
If they want to be an oil sheik
that day, then they're an oil sheik.
Those guys come in here
and they want to spend money.
They come in with money
and leave without money
That is the essence.
You can do it, boy!
Stupid Dutchman!
I put 100 euros worth of birds in there.
A cat got in, and now
there's only 50 euros worth left.
But I caught the cat.
- What did you do with it?
Ate it.
- Right!
I like cat. So does Charlotte.
No rabbit tastes as good as cat.
You'll pay for that, man.
- Come on.
You'll scare the birds!
Steve!
You're hurting me.
Childish fuck.
We spent the night together
seven times in a row
We had sex for the first time
on the third day
We had sex five times in total.
The first time it didn't go very well.
The fourth time was the best.
I really like that.
That feels great.
Tits are very sensitive.
When are you going to
sleep at my place?
I don't sleep at girls' places.
- Why not?
I need to stay on my own territory.
Can you understand that?
No.
Why do you do that?
- What?
That with your fingers...
you do that a lot.
Inside I'm in chaos
and that makes me happier
Are you happy now then?
Lately I feel slightly less nervous
because of you.
Do you like me?
I think so.
I'm in love with you.
I'm not with you.
Why not?
Because you're a cunt...
Calm down!
I don't want a girlfriend.
Why not?
Because I made a promise to someone.
- To who?
Myself.
Anyway, you're not in love with me.
You're only attracted to my body.
- I'm not after you for your looks.
Don't expect too much from me.
I played the lottery
I've got the right numbers.
I feel lucky.
Are we going to do something?
Swim.
- No, I mean go some place.
The swimming pool!
France?
- Yes, to Paris.
Thank you, sir
- For you.
Hey, that's not 'love'.
- It is!
So fake.
Just look at me like you love me.
Now try sophisticated.
You've got beautiful eyes.
I'm beautiful on the inside too,
you know
This stinks. Have a smell.
Hey!
- What?!
It's raining.
I want sunshine.
Come on, let's look for the sun.
I'm staying here.
Well, stay here then!
I will!
Turn the music off.
I want music.
- I want to see you do it without it.
Do you think that's funny?
Don't prance around like that.
Be serious. Come here... by the pole.
Yes, like that.
Start by moving from left to right.
Nice. Very nice. Turn a bit.
Leave my ass alone. I want some music!
- No!
Steve is here!
Have a seat.
- Thank you!
Have a good time?
No.
Go to a bullfight?
Did you lose my number
or don't they have phones in Spain?
I was in France.
Sky!
I don't think I deserve that.
Do you think that's normal?
What?
- What? Just leaving like that.
But I left a note.
What note?
A note... that I was off,
that I needed a break.
And where was that note?
On the bar.
It must've blown of...
- Right.
You're on the wrong track, Steve.
You need to get a grip, man.
You just can't do that.
You've got to...
You've got to get a grip.
You know me, eh?
You really know who I am.
- Can I be honest? I do know you.
That's what I'm saying.
You're perfect. You don't tell lies,
do you Jean-Claude?
Did you go to a bullfight?
- I was in France!
You're a zero. You're a nobody!
What are you going to do now?
Why did you run away?
Couldn't keep your hands
off my daughter?
What are you going to do now?
- What did you say?
I've got your attention now!
- What was it?
Did you touch her?
Did you touch her little wooby?
Sky!
He's got a piercing and his parents
have got a jacuzzi. What do you think?
That's for you to know
It hurts the first time.
And you feel awful
but then it's over and done with.
Not very romantic, are you?
- You've got to use a rubber.
You've always got to carry them,
boys never do.
Yeah, I know.
How's Steve?
- He's a meathead.
I never want to see him again.
Honestly!
He used me like a disposable camera.
But one tender word from him
and I'd feel like a small child again.
That's so frustrating.
- Yeah.
What don't you know, Steve? What?
- Nothing.
Is she too beautiful, too tall,
too? What don't you know?
Is she too affectionate? Too nice?
Do you like her too much?
Is that it? What don't you know?
I can't explain.
- Of course, it's complicated.
It's actually very simple.
No, it's complicated.
- It is! Everything is always simple!
Listen...
This woman always cuts a bit off a leg
of lamb before it goes in the oven.
One day her daughter asks, 'Why do you
always cut a bit of the leg of lamb? '
'It's simple,' she says.
'My mother always did.'
'But why? '
'I don't know.' Problem.
They go to see the grandmother.
They ask her.
The grandmother says, 'It's very simple.
My mother always did.'
'Yes, but why? ' 'I don't know!
They go to see the great-grandmother.
They shout, 'Why do you always
cut a bit off the leg of lamb? '
And the great-grandmother says, 'It's
very simple! 'And it is very simple.
Why does she cut a bit
off the leg of lamb, Steve?
What?
Were you listening to me or not?
- Yes!
Well, why does she cut a bit off the
leg of lamb before it goes in the oven?
I don't know.
Otherwise it wouldn't fit in the oven.
She had a very small oven.
You're a meathead, you really are.
Always have been, always will be.
I'm going inside.
Smells like meat out here.
I've got a great number for you.
Close your eyes and go with the music.
Feel the emotion...
Feel the passion...
Come on!
Come on!
Whenever I see you walk by
heaven just opens up a bit.
The stars grow pale
when compared with your shining eyes.
You can make the sun shine.
When you walk by the clouds vanish.
And when you laugh,
the whole world laughs with you.
Most dreams are a delusion
but when I wake up
next to you I'm still dreaming.
I feel your breath and see your face,
you are a dream
that is lying next to me...
You look at me and stretch.
Every once in a while
dreams come true.
You have to promise me one thing, let
me believe in my dreams a bit longer.
Even if you're no longer there,
stay with me in my sleep.
And when the sun shines again
don't let the image I see disappear
If you go, take my dreams with you.
Hello?
What?
Yes...
Yes.
Come on, man!
Where did you come from?
- I ran away!
You didn't even notice.
I did.
I called the cops. They're
not looking for a 15-year-old girl.
So what do you want?
I suppose your money's all gone.
What happened here?
- The repo man.
The repo man emptied the whole place.
Everything's gone.
Everything?
You can buy it all again for me.
New clothes, new shoes,
new make-up, newTV...
I'd have been better of
not coming back.
Take a valium and go to bed.
It'll get better.
- Haven't got a bed.
Your bed is still there!
They leave one bed,
one table, one chair per person.
And this one's yours!
It's a shame, Jean-Claude, isn't it?
Such a nice club, damn.
- A really really nice club.
It's weird that you didn't... It's
weird that you didn't see it coming.
You could've expected it... if you...
- Steve, enough. Just shut up about it.
Sorry but... I still think
it's a bit... I think it's weird...
Hey, I'm old enough
not to hear the lectures.
I don't deserve that.
You're just like a woman.
When my ex used to start up like that
I'd squeeze her tits a couple of times
and say, 'I love you' and
then she stopped. But, uh...
Are you picking your nose again?
There's a whole mountain over there...
For God's sake!
I'm going to buy you a handkerchief.
- Damn!
Shit!
I can't help it, Jean-Claude.
I just don't understand.
It's not fair, is it?
Fair! Fair!
- No, it's not fair.
I was in Lisbon. They were unloading
a huge ship full of bulls...
they had been closely packed together
for two weeks.
But they were fucking each other, Steve.
I'm not interested.
- We'll start all over again.
Before the year's out there'll be
a new club in your name. Eh, Steve?
Or we can...
I can't say much about it now
but I've been thinking.
I've got a really good plan, but...
Tell you what, we'll see. First...
Eh?
Watch it! You'll pay for that, man.
He didn't have a jacuzzi,
but he knew a hotel that had one.
I had to pay part of it, too.
- Did you do anything?
Did you go all the way?
- Yeah.
Did you fuck?
- Yeah.
Was it good?
It was just for the sex, you know
- Yeah, but was it good?
I don't know. It was the first time.
He was very sweet.
He said, 'lf it hurts, tell me'.
Did it hurt?
- A bit, but I didn't tell him.
I may go and live with him.
There's nothing left at home anyway.
Your dad...
He'll find a solution.
Jean-Claude and I are going to start
a business in Slovenia.
It's great there.
You see deer and bears in the forest.
If you open your door,
you see a stork.
I'm really looking forward to it.
I have to get out.
I don't know how to tell Sky
I don't think you really know
how much I love you.
I love you so much...
I can't go on without you.
He was going to Slovenia
with Jean-Claude.
He said he wanted to go
straight ahead.
No more detours, no more deviations.
But I won't let him go. No way
I've got a really good idea.
The idea is: you leave
and you don't tell Steve
where you're going.
And Steve stays here.
So...
Steve stays here because
he's going to miss me too much.
Got it?
That's really a good idea.
It's really a good idea.
- What do you think?
It's his choice, isn't it?
No.
Come on.
Hey man, what the fuck?
You okay?
Give Blood
A father and son, both plasterers.
They're arguing about a car,
an Opel Kadett, who it belongs to.
It's mine. It's mine. I paid for it.
You still owe me money,
blah blah blah.
The father says, 'I have a solution.'
They drive to a petrol station.
Father sprays the Kadett
with petrol, 20 liters of petrol.
He looks for his lighter
but he can't find it.
In his anger, he'd left it
on the bar with his cigarettes.
Will he ask his son, 'Got a light? '
That'd be ridiculous.
So he says, 'Fuck it. It's your car'
To which the son replies,
'It's stinks of petrol! '
both plasterers, sitting in a cafe,
arguing about a car.
Just an ordinary car
an Opel Kadett, a green Opel Kadett.
Who it belongs to, stuff like that.
'It's mine. No, it's mine...
I paid for it... You still owe me
money... ', blah blah blah.
The father says, 'Come with me,
I know how to solve this.'
They drive to a petrol station.
The father gets out and takes the hose
and sprays the car with petrol,
20 liters of petrol all over the Kadett.
He gets back in
and sits next to his son
and looks at his son and says,
'Who's car is it? '
The son looks at his old man
and says, 'It's mine.'
The father takes a lighter out of
his trouser pocket and lights it.
He looks at his son again,
looks him right in the eyes and says,
'Whose car is it? '
and the son looks at his old man
and, without batting an eyelid, he says,
'Dad, the car belongs to me! '
The father throws the lighter
over his shoulder
and the car catches fire and explodes!!
Right.
- Right.
And?
What do you mean, and?
They're dead.
Shall we go?
- Yes.
Great looking girl, eh?
- What?
At the bowling alley
A great looking girl.
Would you go out with her?
- No!
Would you go out with her
if I weren't around?
I'm not going to answer that.
- I can see it in your face.
Why do you always have to lie?
About everything.
Meathead!
- It's red!
They can put me in prison as long as
they want. I'll always be free.
Cause up here, I'm free, see?
What are you in for?
- I don't know you.
Nor me you. What's your name?
- Steve!
Jean-Claude. There, now we know
each other. What are you in for?
Do you think that's funny?
What are you in for?
What are you in for?
- Ecstasy.
A lot?
You're a cool guy, eh?
I stopped being cool in March 1997.
And my life has greatly improved since.
Really.
- Are you gay?
Listen.
There's a father and son...
I'm blonde.
I'm 1 meter 78...
I'm 22 and I'll do whatever you want.
If I haven't eaten my banana split
before my cigarette goes out
I'll take off my trousers here.
Easy money, isn't it?
Someone else works in an office a month
for what you get in a day.
And you don't rent out your cunt
for nothing.
You do it for Marc.
It's the finest thing
you can do for a guy
What did I do?
I wanted to give him
everything he wanted.
What do you expect, he's your child?
He needs you. He does.
If you were to leave him
he'd never get over it.
In Belgium there are around
15,000 prostitutes
who do 4 to 6 clients a day
That's an average of 75,000 men
visiting whores each day
My first client was an old man.
All I had to do was fondle him a bit.
He couldn't even get a boner.
I'm a whore because I need money
for my boyfriend Marc.
I give it to his mother
My boyfriend was addicted to sleeping
pills and carried out a hold-up.
I pay for his lawyer and his shrink.
I'm a whore,
but it's only a temporary job.
I don't count the dicks,
I count the money
Jean-Claude told me
he used to be a bouncer
One day this guy pulls out a shooter:
bang, bang, bang.
A bullet in Jean-Claude's back,
paralyzed from the waist down.
In a wheelchair
for the rest of his life.
He said he'd been luckier than his
friend, who got a bullet in his balls.
He's got what it takes to be a legend.
He'd done his time.
I didn't want him to leave.
Best mate I've ever had.
Hope they let me out soon, too.
The problem with all those boards is
they don't believe you,
whether you tell the truth or not.
I don't worry about it anymore.
From now on I'm honest and always say
what I think. Think only of myself.
I always tell the truth,
I don't worry about anyone else
and I won't be told
what to do anymore.
As always,
Sandra is to sing her greatest hit,
the one she won
the Eurovision Song Contest with.
Here is Sandra Kim 'J'aime la vie'.
On 3rd May 1986, Sandra Kim won
the Eurovision Song Contest in Norway.
That was a great day
She was 13. I was 7.
That was the first girl
I fell in love with.
I reckon the whole of Belgium
was in love with her.
Tensing your muscles is brilliant,
feeling resilient,
your body tingling,
I just want some pussy
He suddenly turned up. Marc.
Had obviously escaped.
He'd heard from a mate
I was sitting in a window
And he slapped me about a bit.
And I said to him, I'm doing it
for you, you know. For you.
But he didn't hear me. I could see.
Something in him had snapped.
His eyes,
his eyes didn't shine anymore.
Where is he?
It doesn't matter.
Maybe he's holding up
another drugstore.
Shut your mouth, girl.
You're talking bullshit.
I'm going home.
If I don't reach the post
before the light turns red,
I'll dance across the road.
A new life.
I don't want to have anything more
to do with drugs.
Cops have too many powers
when it comes to drugs.
There are other and better ways
to make money.
Jean-Claude taught me how to steal
motorbikes. That's right up my alley
Still inside and already dreaming
about what you'll do when you're out.
Ready?
I was born ready! Motherfucker!
Do you dream a lot?
I'm a guard...
You don't like seeing me leave,
do you, eh?
GOTA LIGHT?!
I work in a factory now,
also a temporary job.
It pays less but now I don't have to
hand over my money so it's OK.
A banana split and a vodka and coke.
I'll pay for her.
I'll tell you a story
Father and son, two bricklayers, are
sitting in a cafe arguing about a car,
an Opel Kadett, a green one.
Blah blah blah, they can't agree...
who it belongs to.
The father says,
I've got an idea and...
Damn...
What's the matter?
- Got coffee on my shirt.
I'll phone an ambulance.
No need to flip, girl. It's OK.
It's epilepsy.
Even if blood comes out of her mouth
it's only cause she's biting her tongue.
Bullshitter.
- It's true, I read it in prison.
There's a gap in their memory
You can do what you want to them.
They'll never know
What's happened?
I saw a guy,
What's your name and date of birth?
Sky... Like what birds
fly through but in English?
Sky! I've never heard that
as a name before.
Are you sad?
Are you in love?
Don't know, eh?
I can't explain.
I'm in love.
Strange, eh?
Everything is different. Not better.
No, different. More intense.
Suddenly
you feel like a small child again.
You see things
that you didn't see before.
I don't drive around in my taxi,
I float around in my taxi.
Idiot!
I'll never be able to do it!
What do you want?
Is Jean-Claude here?
He'll be here in a minute. He's gone to
the shop for some champagne.
Are you his daughter?
I'm Steve.
Don't stop for me. Carry on.
Well, what do you think? Wicked, eh?
Don't you want a pin a colada?
You're feisty, eh?
- What should I be? A wimp?
I'm just myself.
Just yourself? Got a boyfriend?
- Yes.
See, you are feisty Is it serious?
- I haven't fucked yet.
When you fuck, that's serious,
or serious enough.
No, that's serious.
Steve.
Top dog, A-1 guy.
Great to see you.
I'm really happy to see you.
I saw her again at Jean-Claude's.
She obviously knew him.
Sky... Steve... Sky...
Steve... Sky... Charlotte.
How are you, dude?
My dick was so hard
it was as if it was jet-propelled
and was about to come loose
from my body and fly off.
I've got 78 bottles of champagne with
me. Can't be a coincidence, can it?
Come on, let's open a bottle.
Steve take that box in, will you?
Got a light?
Here.
Sky's going to work here, too.
Once it's open.
Great looking girl, eh?
- Yes.
In fact Sky, you're coming to practice
tomorrow, eh? At half past ten.
Isn't it a bit strange,
a striptease with your arm in a cast?
I'm really glad you're here, man. And
you got all dressed up for me and...
Don't start, eh?
- Yeah, dude, yeah.
Specially for you.
Cheers.
You have to look in my eyes
when you clink glasses.
Why?
- Because you have to.
Who says?
- You just have to.
I don't have to do anything.
Did you hear that?
You're some cool guy, man.
Sky, when you come tomorrow
wear something sexy
the way you're dressed now...
Look who's talking. You've had
the same clothes on for two weeks.
We'll have to find a good woman
for you, won't we?
If I find one
you annoy her till she leaves.
Daddy... Saskia was a silly bitch
who sat on her ass all day
And Christine was an ugly cow.
- Saskia was a very horny...
You're worse than a rabbit,
you fuck everything that moves.
A hole is a hole and a dick isn't picky!
Give me money, I'm meeting someone.
- No, no money!
To go eat doughnuts at the mall.
Give me money!
- I'll give you a smack is what I'll do!
I'll run away,
- Really? Seriously? Promise?
I will, you shit. You'll miss me.
- Well, don't come back!
Give me MONEY!
Don't I get a kiss?
Thank you, Dad.
- Thank you, asshole.
She's having a tough time.
A good fuck, that's what she needs.
A good dick.
Jean-Claude!
Can you get some champagne
from the car?
Jean-Claude and I
plan to steal motorbikes.
We can get rid of ten
at 800 euros each.
We're going fifty-fifty.
That's 4,000 in my pocket.
I think it's there.
I still shit my pants.
Just out of prison and I'm about
to steal my first motorbike.
Tell me about Sky.
What for?
I've known her for ages, man.
Great looking girl, eh?
I had an affair with her mother.
She's a bit weird, Sky.
Sometimes she just sits there staring
for an hour, doesn't say anything.
It's like she never stops.
If she focuses on you it is like
everything suddenly slows down.
She's so... Yes,
there's something about her that...
She's so very...
so very intense.
She's a better loser
than anyone I know,
but at the same time,
she does her utmost best to win.
Can you understand that?
I just can't!
Yeah, man, I'd... if I were...
If I... well... whatever.
She's never got a light. Nope, never
Once she faked an epileptic fit.
Suddenly she was laying on the floor,
shaking and trembling.
Everyone in panic. I was already calling
an ambulance and then, she just got up.
'Haha, it was just a joke,' she said.
Jean-Claude isn't here, you know.
I've got to piss.
I put a tampon in but I might not
have pulled out the other one.
Where's the other one then?
- I had a feel but couldn't find it.
Lost in space!
Here.
My shirt.
Epilepsy!
I got coffee on my shirt
because of you.
So I took some money to buy a new one.
I'm not a thief, you know
Well, not that kind.
Here.
Do you want to...
Do you want to sleep with me?
I'd like to sleep with a woman.
Just sleep.
Come on, try it.
You've got beautiful eyes!
Want to go swimming?
I can't swim.
- Swimming is cool.
You feel as free as a fish.
That's a bird.
Anyway, fish aren't free.
They're in little aquariums.
Fish have no short-term memory
so they constantly forget
that they're in an aquarium.
Right.
Fish are really very happy.
How do you know if a fish is happy?
How can you know?
Very happy,
You can't know if a fish is happy,
I'm going to sleep now.
Me, too.
I've met a girl.
Sky... high in the sky
Don't know what to think.
I don't want a girlfriend
but I want her to like me.
I want lots of girls to like me.
Faster!
What sets us apart
from the other clubs?
What's the difference?
Here it's all about beauty
See! We have beautiful people,
beautiful inside and out.
When clients come in
they should enter a different world.
They have to feel they are someone.
If they want to be an oil sheik
that day, then they're an oil sheik.
Those guys come in here
and they want to spend money.
They come in with money
and leave without money
That is the essence.
You can do it, boy!
Stupid Dutchman!
I put 100 euros worth of birds in there.
A cat got in, and now
there's only 50 euros worth left.
But I caught the cat.
- What did you do with it?
Ate it.
- Right!
I like cat. So does Charlotte.
No rabbit tastes as good as cat.
You'll pay for that, man.
- Come on.
You'll scare the birds!
Steve!
You're hurting me.
Childish fuck.
We spent the night together
seven times in a row
We had sex for the first time
on the third day
We had sex five times in total.
The first time it didn't go very well.
The fourth time was the best.
I really like that.
That feels great.
Tits are very sensitive.
When are you going to
sleep at my place?
I don't sleep at girls' places.
- Why not?
I need to stay on my own territory.
Can you understand that?
No.
Why do you do that?
- What?
That with your fingers...
you do that a lot.
Inside I'm in chaos
and that makes me happier
Are you happy now then?
Lately I feel slightly less nervous
because of you.
Do you like me?
I think so.
I'm in love with you.
I'm not with you.
Why not?
Because you're a cunt...
Calm down!
I don't want a girlfriend.
Why not?
Because I made a promise to someone.
- To who?
Myself.
Anyway, you're not in love with me.
You're only attracted to my body.
- I'm not after you for your looks.
Don't expect too much from me.
I played the lottery
I've got the right numbers.
I feel lucky.
Are we going to do something?
Swim.
- No, I mean go some place.
The swimming pool!
France?
- Yes, to Paris.
Thank you, sir
- For you.
Hey, that's not 'love'.
- It is!
So fake.
Just look at me like you love me.
Now try sophisticated.
You've got beautiful eyes.
I'm beautiful on the inside too,
you know
This stinks. Have a smell.
Hey!
- What?!
It's raining.
I want sunshine.
Come on, let's look for the sun.
I'm staying here.
Well, stay here then!
I will!
Turn the music off.
I want music.
- I want to see you do it without it.
Do you think that's funny?
Don't prance around like that.
Be serious. Come here... by the pole.
Yes, like that.
Start by moving from left to right.
Nice. Very nice. Turn a bit.
Leave my ass alone. I want some music!
- No!
Steve is here!
Have a seat.
- Thank you!
Have a good time?
No.
Go to a bullfight?
Did you lose my number
or don't they have phones in Spain?
I was in France.
Sky!
I don't think I deserve that.
Do you think that's normal?
What?
- What? Just leaving like that.
But I left a note.
What note?
A note... that I was off,
that I needed a break.
And where was that note?
On the bar.
It must've blown of...
- Right.
You're on the wrong track, Steve.
You need to get a grip, man.
You just can't do that.
You've got to...
You've got to get a grip.
You know me, eh?
You really know who I am.
- Can I be honest? I do know you.
That's what I'm saying.
You're perfect. You don't tell lies,
do you Jean-Claude?
Did you go to a bullfight?
- I was in France!
You're a zero. You're a nobody!
What are you going to do now?
Why did you run away?
Couldn't keep your hands
off my daughter?
What are you going to do now?
- What did you say?
I've got your attention now!
- What was it?
Did you touch her?
Did you touch her little wooby?
Sky!
He's got a piercing and his parents
have got a jacuzzi. What do you think?
That's for you to know
It hurts the first time.
And you feel awful
but then it's over and done with.
Not very romantic, are you?
- You've got to use a rubber.
You've always got to carry them,
boys never do.
Yeah, I know.
How's Steve?
- He's a meathead.
I never want to see him again.
Honestly!
He used me like a disposable camera.
But one tender word from him
and I'd feel like a small child again.
That's so frustrating.
- Yeah.
What don't you know, Steve? What?
- Nothing.
Is she too beautiful, too tall,
too? What don't you know?
Is she too affectionate? Too nice?
Do you like her too much?
Is that it? What don't you know?
I can't explain.
- Of course, it's complicated.
It's actually very simple.
No, it's complicated.
- It is! Everything is always simple!
Listen...
This woman always cuts a bit off a leg
of lamb before it goes in the oven.
One day her daughter asks, 'Why do you
always cut a bit of the leg of lamb? '
'It's simple,' she says.
'My mother always did.'
'But why? '
'I don't know.' Problem.
They go to see the grandmother.
They ask her.
The grandmother says, 'It's very simple.
My mother always did.'
'Yes, but why? ' 'I don't know!
They go to see the great-grandmother.
They shout, 'Why do you always
cut a bit off the leg of lamb? '
And the great-grandmother says, 'It's
very simple! 'And it is very simple.
Why does she cut a bit
off the leg of lamb, Steve?
What?
Were you listening to me or not?
- Yes!
Well, why does she cut a bit off the
leg of lamb before it goes in the oven?
I don't know.
Otherwise it wouldn't fit in the oven.
She had a very small oven.
You're a meathead, you really are.
Always have been, always will be.
I'm going inside.
Smells like meat out here.
I've got a great number for you.
Close your eyes and go with the music.
Feel the emotion...
Feel the passion...
Come on!
Come on!
Whenever I see you walk by
heaven just opens up a bit.
The stars grow pale
when compared with your shining eyes.
You can make the sun shine.
When you walk by the clouds vanish.
And when you laugh,
the whole world laughs with you.
Most dreams are a delusion
but when I wake up
next to you I'm still dreaming.
I feel your breath and see your face,
you are a dream
that is lying next to me...
You look at me and stretch.
Every once in a while
dreams come true.
You have to promise me one thing, let
me believe in my dreams a bit longer.
Even if you're no longer there,
stay with me in my sleep.
And when the sun shines again
don't let the image I see disappear
If you go, take my dreams with you.
Hello?
What?
Yes...
Yes.
Come on, man!
Where did you come from?
- I ran away!
You didn't even notice.
I did.
I called the cops. They're
not looking for a 15-year-old girl.
So what do you want?
I suppose your money's all gone.
What happened here?
- The repo man.
The repo man emptied the whole place.
Everything's gone.
Everything?
You can buy it all again for me.
New clothes, new shoes,
new make-up, newTV...
I'd have been better of
not coming back.
Take a valium and go to bed.
It'll get better.
- Haven't got a bed.
Your bed is still there!
They leave one bed,
one table, one chair per person.
And this one's yours!
It's a shame, Jean-Claude, isn't it?
Such a nice club, damn.
- A really really nice club.
It's weird that you didn't... It's
weird that you didn't see it coming.
You could've expected it... if you...
- Steve, enough. Just shut up about it.
Sorry but... I still think
it's a bit... I think it's weird...
Hey, I'm old enough
not to hear the lectures.
I don't deserve that.
You're just like a woman.
When my ex used to start up like that
I'd squeeze her tits a couple of times
and say, 'I love you' and
then she stopped. But, uh...
Are you picking your nose again?
There's a whole mountain over there...
For God's sake!
I'm going to buy you a handkerchief.
- Damn!
Shit!
I can't help it, Jean-Claude.
I just don't understand.
It's not fair, is it?
Fair! Fair!
- No, it's not fair.
I was in Lisbon. They were unloading
a huge ship full of bulls...
they had been closely packed together
for two weeks.
But they were fucking each other, Steve.
I'm not interested.
- We'll start all over again.
Before the year's out there'll be
a new club in your name. Eh, Steve?
Or we can...
I can't say much about it now
but I've been thinking.
I've got a really good plan, but...
Tell you what, we'll see. First...
Eh?
Watch it! You'll pay for that, man.
He didn't have a jacuzzi,
but he knew a hotel that had one.
I had to pay part of it, too.
- Did you do anything?
Did you go all the way?
- Yeah.
Did you fuck?
- Yeah.
Was it good?
It was just for the sex, you know
- Yeah, but was it good?
I don't know. It was the first time.
He was very sweet.
He said, 'lf it hurts, tell me'.
Did it hurt?
- A bit, but I didn't tell him.
I may go and live with him.
There's nothing left at home anyway.
Your dad...
He'll find a solution.
Jean-Claude and I are going to start
a business in Slovenia.
It's great there.
You see deer and bears in the forest.
If you open your door,
you see a stork.
I'm really looking forward to it.
I have to get out.
I don't know how to tell Sky
I don't think you really know
how much I love you.
I love you so much...
I can't go on without you.
He was going to Slovenia
with Jean-Claude.
He said he wanted to go
straight ahead.
No more detours, no more deviations.
But I won't let him go. No way
I've got a really good idea.
The idea is: you leave
and you don't tell Steve
where you're going.
And Steve stays here.
So...
Steve stays here because
he's going to miss me too much.
Got it?
That's really a good idea.
It's really a good idea.
- What do you think?
It's his choice, isn't it?
No.
Come on.
Hey man, what the fuck?
You okay?
Give Blood
A father and son, both plasterers.
They're arguing about a car,
an Opel Kadett, who it belongs to.
It's mine. It's mine. I paid for it.
You still owe me money,
blah blah blah.
The father says, 'I have a solution.'
They drive to a petrol station.
Father sprays the Kadett
with petrol, 20 liters of petrol.
He looks for his lighter
but he can't find it.
In his anger, he'd left it
on the bar with his cigarettes.
Will he ask his son, 'Got a light? '
That'd be ridiculous.
So he says, 'Fuck it. It's your car'
To which the son replies,
'It's stinks of petrol! '