Test, test...
Yes.
This morning it seemed like summer. The air tingled my skin...
... and the beach was still empty.
That makes me happy to live in a hotel near the seaside...
... with our own beach pavilion.
It was a perfect morning to get up early and get in some practice.
It was a day to become a champion. To fall in love...
... to airbrush your name on the moon.
A day for big plans.
Dad?
My dad was working on changing the name of our hotel.
He already wanted to do this right after mom died, but it never happened until now.
Time to go, dad.
Just a minute. Five more letters.
Briek.
Briek, are you coming. The game starts any minute.
Briek, you hear me?
But Briek, my middle sister, didn't feel like having summer.
Pel.
And Pel, the youngest...
Kos is going to be champion today.
... preferred to stay with mom.
Mom says you're going to score ten goals today.
Three. But are you coming?
Briek is gloomy and Libbie has to study.
I'm gloomy too and I have to study as well.
OK, then we'll go by ourselves.
Hey, Walput.
Then it was as if the day started for real. People arrived from all sides.
I have to talk to you. Now. - Do you have a hiking map?
A couple of lezzies who wanted to know the way.
And Walput with his daughter.
As soon as I have it, he'll get it. - It's elder abuse.
And besides...
Dad.
Gas is getting more and more expensive.
Yes, and?
So is cat food. - Exactly.
Listen Walput, every table has been reserved for tonight.
Tonight you'll get your money. Cash. Hi, Felix.
If you don't pay him, I'll keep him home tomorrow.
I completely understand.
If your head is spinning...
... it might be good to know that Walput is our cook...
... and Felix is a guy who's at the bar from early in the morning till late at night.
And no one knows why. - I hope your hands are clean.
Not even Libbie, my oldest sister, who knows everything.
Dad?
Yeah, let's go.
Libbie has to study, Briek is gloomy and Pel has to study and is gloomy too.
Girls.
Sisters are useless, but never mind.
They have each other and I have my dad.
Make my day, everything's OK
but don't step on my heart
Look up and it says in big letters in the sky
Life is too good to fritter away
Hotel the Bigel...
Hotel the Big L.
It rhymes and you can let your fantasy run wild.
Men.
Hotel the Big Lout.
Lazybones. - Lamebrain.
Lust. - Lemon.
Leopard.
Hotel A Big Leopard. That's not Dutch.
Come on, guys.
Come on.
Kos, go and get that ball. - Come on. Here.
Go and get it.
Come on.
Be the first one!
There's an Ajax scout.
Where?
Play to Kos. To Kos...
Smoking is very unhealthy.
You're the sister of... - Richard.
Richard is good.
Do you often come and watch your brother?
No.
To watch Kos.
Well, well.
Rich! - Come on.
Go, yourself!
Keep going.
Go on.
Referee, penalty.
You can do it, son.
Dad. Let go of me.
Dad...
Dad.
Sometimes I think that dad is my best friend.
But he's much more than that.
If someone were to fire a rifle at me...
... he'd jump in front of me to take the bullets.
I'd do the same thing for him.
The doctor will be here in a minute.
It was the sun. - We'll know more in a few days.
I have a hotel.
You only have one heart, sir. If it stops...
Tell...
Tell the children I'll be fine. OK?
Did dad die already?
What took you so long?
Know what we just passed? - Don't talk about mom.
Hey, sweetie.
Hi, sweetheart.
How's it going? - Fine.
I...
...might have to have an angioplasty.
Yes, and then everything will be all right.
We're going to place a stent.
It's a small, metal pipe that keeps his vein open.
A stent...
...isn't a big event.
Sounds nasty.
Jesus... - Sounds nasty.
You're quite the poet, dad. - Oh, Kos... Give me a smile.
They are frightened.
Libbie, listen. Call the insurance company.
This isn't a good time to talk business. - It's exactly the right time.
They'll send a replacement.
My wallet, Pel.
Don't pay for anything. - What about the suppliers?
This is for you guys.
Study hard for your exams.
Be nice to one another. OK?
Guys, come. - Bye, daddy.
Bye, dad.
Now you're the man about the house.
Everybody dies there. I'll never go there again.
Mom didn't get out of that place either. - If dad dies, he can live at mom's.
In my room. - Ridiculous, letting us wait for two hours.
And not a single apology. Just some drivel about truffle potatoes.
Wait. I'm the replacement.
What's wrong? - You'll read it online.
Can I help you?
The bar and restaurant are closed. Dirty sheets from previous guests.
Zero stars above the review. Zero.
But he has beer. - Typical.
I'll check myself in. This place is so amateurish.
There they are. - Sorry, my dad runs this hotel.
But today he is...
...a servant at the king's state banquet.
The dining room and bar will open in five minutes. The first drink is free.
Someone has to be the barkeeper. - Someone has to call the insurance.
I'll be the barkeeper.
Check in that guy first and then do the tables.
Briek, you clean the rooms? - You're not my dad.
You can't just let dad down.
I didn't tell him to smoke cigarettes all day long.
You'd like to check in?
I think it's our turn now. - Waiter?
Have you made a choice? - Yes.
I'd like the guinea fowl. Well done. - I'll have the halibut.
Waiter? - Are you allowed to work here?
Isn't it child labor? - Waiter!
Two red wine, please.
Through my heart. - And some water.
Felix, have you seen Pel? - Through my eyes...
Here I am.
Pel, two red wine. And these guests want something to drink.
I'll have a glass of rum.
And I'll have a white wine. Gross, it's a corpse.
He's still dead, but he's getting a stent.
Pel, what's that rabbit doing there?
Rum goes in a small glass. - She's trying her best.
Walput, eight times guinea fowl, six times halibut.
Everyone's starving and Briek and Libbie don't do a thing.
These aren't finished yet.
You have to stay away from women as far as possible.
What kind of hands are these?
Did you see my daughter this morning?
She's here because I didn't stay away from my wife.
Get some lemon and very important...
Libbie!
He could have forgotten it one month? - Libbie, I can't manage on my own.
Four months? So what about us?
Everyone wants food.
Go.
Briek, come and help out.
Briek.
Sick.
What the heck are you doing?
That's why I came to get you.
Briek!
Relax.
Guys, we're not getting a replacement.
Dad hasn't paid the insurance for four months.
And I don't understand my math at all.
Say something nice, Felix.
Dude...
It's my favorite top.
You can wash it yourself, loser.
Now I understand why mom only wanted girls.
She didn't.
You were a mistake, Kos.
Why do you think they still made Pel?
Fuck! Fuck you all!
The last time I cried was when mom said she was going to die.
She comforted me.
Even though I should have comforted her.
When she died, I didn't cry.
And never again afterwards.
That's a decision I made.
Mom was very good at comforting.
After 15 minutes you were laughing your head off.
For when things are bothering you, Kos.
A tape recorder.
You can record everything. It helps.
Does it run on oil or gas?
This one runs on coal.
Mom always said: "Kos...
...sweetheart, my beautiful son...
...l'm so proud of you".
That's why I'm sure Briek is lying.
Have you lost your mind, Kos?
You can't even do the laundry.
Idiot. Why are boys such retards?
Pel, get those caterpillars.
Maybe you shouldn't do anything in this hotel for a while.
That was the most disgusting breakfast I've had since the war.
Yes, I'd rather eat at home.
You still have to pay. - For that puked up dog food?
I have something for dad.
I can make breakfast for the guests all by myself. I put something in your bag too.
Now. - I don't wanna go to school.
Come on. - No, let me go.
Yuck.
Hamster puke.
My sister makes that for our hotel guests. - Delicious.
You want some?
How's your dad doing?
Hey, did you tell him yet you're going to be famous?
I'm not going to be famous. - Miss Beach. 5000 euros.
I don't understand what they see in my sister, but you might.
Saturday. In the Sonnevanck. Here...
Miss Beach. For those stupid jurors?
Don't make the same lame jokes my brother did.
Miss Shapen and Miss Take. Miss Fit.
Are you coming to watch?
Miss... maybe.
Maybe you don't miss me on Friday at your championship party.
In love.
Oh, he's shy.
Don't.
Are you OK?
From Pel. A new pet.
A caterpillar.
How's it going at home?
Fine. It's just the girls.
Did that replacement work out?
Oh, the replacement... Johan.
Yes, it's going very well.
He's very nice. Young. - How young?
He has a degree in hotel management. The guests love him.
It's going well. Really.
Kos...
I'm more rotten as I thought.
I'm going to have surgery.
Detour, bypass. Whatever it's called.
It's major surgery.
If it goes wrong... - How wrong?
Just...
They'll make you better.
The hotel must never be sold.
Of course not. It's your hotel.
And mom's.
We can't just sell it. It's the best place in the world.
Come here.
If you want your sisters to cooperate...
...give them compliments.
When you tell women what they want to hear...
...they'll eat out of your hand. "Oh Libbie, have you lost weight?"
"Briek, play another depressing song for me."
"Pel, you're so kind to animals."
Success guaranteed.
Know what Briek said about me? - The weird thing is...
...that I always thought that I loved mom in here.
But that's not true. It's in here.
In the middle.
Your heart is here.
I don't want to be served by a child without a skirt.
She was wearing a little... skirt. You need glasses.
That will teach you not to peek, dirty pig.
That skirt looks good on you.
Working hard?
Great.
Being cynical?
Here. - Caterpillars!
Just eat. - There are caterpillars in my bed.
And become a butterfly. - Can I help you?
No, out of my way. Unbelievable...
Sorry, I forgot to put the lids on.
You're so kind to animals.
Well, they didn't pay either.
Hello? Hello?
Goose. - Kos.
Nice to meet you. - I don't think so.
Goose, for all your bailiff needs
Set of silver peacocks.
Tile stove.
An old cupboard.
Yeah, it's probably antique.
It belonged to my grandparents.
Nice. Nice, nice.
They're my mom's. You're not going to get them.
Then we won't get to 7000, you know.
7000?
What's this?
A wig made out of real hair.
Nice. Your mom's as well? - Yes.
She wore it when she... - What's 7000 euros, man.
If you have it, it's nothing.
If you don't have it, it's everything. Twelve days.
If I don't have my money by then, I'll be back to sell everything here.
I can't look after the stuff as well.
You're doing very well. You are.
And you've lost weight.
What kind of stupid remark is that?
Zero stars for the Hotel the Big L. Look at this: Five cancellations.
"We're not coming. We're not coming to your hotel."
"No service. Dirty rooms."
A debt of 7000 euros and we owe the insurance company money as well.
For the soup.
And Walput too.
We have to look for jobs.
Me. - You too, Kos.
Here.
5000 euros for the winner.
Can I do it?
You're too young. It's from 12 to 18 years.
You're too old.
What?
Me?
Miss Beach?
I'm not a Barbie doll with big boobs. Come on.
What are you taking me for? - You must have a washcloth somewhere.
No.
I'm not going to wiggle my ass for those stupid jurors.
Has this been ordered? - Yes, last week.
Drinks, croquettes.
Chicken wings, flames and fish sticks.
Mrs. Droog wants the bill settled now. 793.43.
We don't have enough cash. - No money, no goods. Sorry.
How about debit card?
Insufficient funds.
Hey, dude. What are you doing?
You get money from our dad, not from us.
And you still ask us for money. That's theft.
Shall I post it on Twitter? Good for business.
Stealing from kids. Filthy thief.
I can just picture it: Liquor store Droog robs poor children.
Zero stars, man.
There. I'll post this one online.
I'm Akelei. Akelei Liva.
Nice, but who cares? - What's your name?
Briek.
That's a nice name.
You really are a sweetheart, Briek.
Where shall I put them?
Over there.
Whose guitar is that? - Mine, I sing.
Go inside and I'll bet you'll love the juices of Nicolette.
No sugar and no fat go in the juices of Nicolette.
Donate your empty bottles, quick, for the hornworm, it's no trick.
The hornworm is a very sweet caterpillar.
No sugar and no fat go in the juices of Nicolette.
... been in love.
You look stylish, young man.
How do you do that with girls?
I don't do anything with girls. - Come on.
You just sit here scribbling on beer mats...
...and Libbie is madly in love with you.
"I wish there was a hell. I'd burn there laughing...
...for a thousand years. One big laugh.
When they ask me why I'm laughing, I'll say:
I've known more fiery flames, 'cause I've been in love."
So that's how you do it. - Give them back, please.
Here...
Take this one as well.
"Bricks understand more about zebras than men about women."
Sounds more like Walput.
Kossie, Kossie.
Richard, Richard.
Hey.
What are you doing?
Oh, nothing. Just thinking.
Let me see. - No.
OK men, listen. Guys...
We're the champions.
Listen, there's more good news.
Last Sunday there was an Ajax scout.
And this Wednesday at five o'clock, here at our complex...
...there will be an Ajax talent day.
Two boys have been selected from our team.
Richard.
Richard and...
...Kos.
Congratulations, guys. DJ.
This is my club
My ideal
This is the best club of them all
Here is my heart
My tears and my joy...
Having fun, Kossie?
I wish there was a hell... - Shush.
Don't talk. - So what do you want then?
Don't ask what I want. You have to feel it.
Otherwise it isn't romantic.
We're through.
Why is it so difficult with girls?
Why don't I dare to kiss Isabel?
HOTEL THE BIG LOSER
Come on, go to bed. - I had a date.
Right. Up you go.
Have stupid dreams.
Sisters are useless.
Have you ever heard famous soccer players talk about their sister?
And Isabel?
I'd like to be close to her, but...
...without turning red.
Zebras and bricks.
Look, what a mess.
Jesus.
Hi, son. Is everything all right?
Yes, it is.
Listen, Kos. I'll be having surgery on Monday...
... and I'd like to talk to Johan.
Sorry, what did you say? Johan?
Oh, the replacement? - Right.
OK, I'll bring him along.
The girls too?
Yes. Bye dad.
Johan. Shit...
What the fuck, man. What are you doing?
You do something for once. You're texting all day...
you criticize everything, but you don't do a thing.
How will dad believe it's going well?
By bawling in your room?
Stupid cow.
Hi, dad. - How's it going?
For 71 hours, 40 minutes...
...and 50 seconds I haven't smoked. - Well done, dad.
Amai, but that's healthy, right? - For the caterpillars.
This is Johan.
I didn't know he was Flemish. - Neither did I.
The hotel is doing really well. The guests are stuffed to the rafters.
Where's Briek?
Amai, she's in love. As you know...
... monsieur l'hotelier...
...love is like an ocean with high waves.
You're not touching my Libbie, are you?
No...
Dad... - She likes Felix better.
Pel... - Felix is a good guy. Right?
Johan...
...come here.
Please take good care of them.
Of the children.
If it goes wrong.
Kos...
Someone can stay here tonight.
Can I? - I'm going to sleep here.
This is a bit too much excitement.
Monsieur l'hotelier.
Bye, dad.
I'll sleep with the caterpillars. Bye, dad.
I like that Johan.
Is it really going well?
Yes, dad. It really is.
Donate your empty bottles, quick, for the hornworm, it's no trick.
Here, this is a great hotel.
Book it, you'll feel very well.
Go inside and I'll bet you'll love the juices of Nicolette.
No sugar and no fat go in the juices of Nicolette.
I'll help you, princess, - Oh, how cute.
Pel, come to Miss Beach.
I'm full of enthusiasm and I enjoy life.
Well done, chica.
You all are toppers.
Briek?
Yes? - Isabel.
I know.
Nice walk, girl.
That's my daughter.
Tell us: What's your motto in life?
Well?
If you don't enter as a pal, booted out you shall.
How does she come up with it?
That deserves a big hand.
Ouch.
Bitch.
Never mind. Just go and wiggle your ass.
Briek!
Can you tell us what your motto in life is?
I wish there was a hell. I'd burn there laughing...
...for a thousand years. One big laugh.
When they ask me why I'm laughing, I'll say:
I've known more fiery flames...
...'cause I've been in love.
Nice, Briek. Very good.
She's got fantasy.
Nice walk, girl. - I'm Isabel.
Here, ladies.
Go outside and I'll bet you'll love the juices of Nicolette.
If you're looking for a great hotel near the seaside, this is fantastic.
No? - I know nothing.
I'm talking to you. - What are you doing?
I didn't make the cut. - That's not my fault.
Isn't it? - Get lost.
Are you deaf? Get lost, OK? - You get lost.
What's going on?
Ridiculous. All idiots here.
We won't come back here. - That's my sister.
And this is our hotel. Plenty of room for the contest.
Including music on the beach and barkeeper.
What does it cost? - 2000 euros.
Looks good. We'll be in touch, young man.
Nice.
Are you OK?
No.
Dad?
Did mom actually want...
...only girls?
No way.
Are you nuts?
After Briek and Libbie mom really wanted a boy.
Mom loved boys.
And men.
She always said...
...a man has to be able to make a woman laugh...
...a man has to find a woman beautiful...
...a man shouldn't be predictable...
...and men have to like making love...
...but not be touchy-feely all the time.
Those were her five commandments about men.
They're only four.
I can't remember the fifth one.
Maybe...
...that you have a big willie.
Fortunately not.
Ah, it's growing, it's growing...
Can you please go to sleep?
You have to be well-rested tomorrow for the operation.
OK, nurse.
Bye, nurse.
I remember now.
The fifth commandment.
You should never want to be like someone else.
She always said: "If you want to be like someone else...
...l'll take that person."
Always be completely yourself.
I started to fight.
I was sure that dad was fighting as well.
In his mind.
When you fight, you stay alive.
And when you fight together, you have a bigger chance.
I went to sit beside dad. In his head.
We were sitting on the balcony of dad's room...
... with a view of the sea.
Dad put his arm around me.
Is he still alive?
He sure is. And he'll stay alive for a long time.
You can go and see him, but...
...take it easy, OK?
And...
What if I tell him something that makes him happy?
You should do that. Absolutely.
Dad?
Peek-a-boo.
I've been selected for Ajax' talent day.
Ajax...
Libbie, it went well.
Yes, everything.
Make it chocolate with whipped cream.
Hey, Kossie.
Is that it?
Dad might be home in a week already.
Come.
No.
Stay here, Kos. - Let go of me.
Libbie...
You look like mom.
You can't even see that like this.
I don't see it.
I feel it.
This isn't working, you know that. - I have to.
For the money. - Yeah, but look how I walk.
Oopsee...
I've got great looks.
Mom.
Briek.
Even prettier than Briek.
Yeah, right. It was a joke.
Come on, it's only ten minutes. - I really can't do it.
5000 euros and you'll save the hotel.
The rehearsals are tomorrow at four.
Impossible. At five I have to play a match for Ajax.
Who's Ajax?
You'll never become Miss Beach with that thing between your legs.
I'll get the scissors.
It can go between my legs.
Try it.
Kos is actually quite handy. - Now that he's a girl, yes.
Hairs. Sick.
When you're a girl you have to talk about boys all the time.
So what do I say? - Just giggle.
Sit still.
You know, you're a boy.
Don't move.
And it needs something here.
Give me a washcloth, Briek.
Make it six.
Walput, more carrots disappeared from the cellar. Come and have a look.
Carrots? Again?
Impossible...
Dammit... hey.
Hi. - Hi.
Briek, how's your foot?
Well...
...it's fine. - Kiss.
I just saw your brother dressed as a monkey.
Sick.
And?
Contestants.
Step forward.
Briek, let's help each other, because...
...those girls are as false as their eyelashes.
All in position. Make one row.
I want to see butts. Butts.
Butts. Butts. OK?
Slide them against each other like millstones, OK?
Throw your breasts into the battle.
Wonderful. Seduce them with your tits and ass.
Chin up and smile and drive them crazy.
Copy me.
Yeay, come on.
Pretty, pretty, tall.
And shine.
And smile. Nice.
Boobs, butts. Boobs, butts.
I'm doing this for our hotel.
Otherwise it will be sold.
How's your dad? - He keeps getting better.
I hope you win. - But you're the prettiest.
No, you are. - No, you are.
Hey, hey, hey. What is this? It looks awful.
Get back in line. Chop chop.
OK, and cross.
Beautiful...
Think about your beeps.
How do you like my brother, by the way?
He's insane. - Well, boys. They all act tough.
You know, boys and girls are like zebras and bricks.
They don't understand each other.
Hey, you two. Last warning.
Seduce, seduce...
Sometimes Kos scores three times during a match.
The first one for his mom, the second one for his dad...
And the third one?
What do you think?
Seriously? - Yes, really.
You're late, man. We don't do that around here.
Yeah, I...
Sorry. Are you OK? - Yes.
Can you play? - Of course.
It's a nasty scratch, but not that deep.
I'll put you into action in 5 minutes, OK? Here.
Pull your shirt straight.
Hey, Kos.
Sex before the match. I can recommend it.
To the right. - Come, I'm not covered
Here, I'm not covered.
Come on.
To the right. - Yes, here. One-two.
Nice, boys.
Here, to the sideline.
Yes, here.
I know what I'm going to do before the match next time.
You should, man.
Kos...
You can go home. I've seen enough.
Here.
You'll hear from us by Sunday. OK?
You and your mom and dad. OK? - Yes.
I'm not here for you, you know.
How did Briek do?
I don't understand how you can be brother and sister.
How that's even possible.
Too bad you didn't score three times.
No wages for five months. OK, I can live with that.
That a complete stranger stomps into my kitchen...
and starts taking photos, fine.
And that carrots have been stolen out of my cellar, OK.
But you stealing my 50-year old Puch...
...and then drive it total loss...
...is the bloody limit.
I'm sorry, Walput. - You killed my baby, Kos.
You will never see me again.
But we have a big party on Saturday. We need you.
Please, Walput.
That's 20 cups.
Sixties posters in reasonable shape.
This is nice. A Fender Stratocaster.
Wonderful, wonderful.
An ancient stove. Might be something for a handy DIYer.
Wonderful.
Make a picture of that. - What?
You owe 7000 and 300 for the camera.
We still have three days, man.
Saturday at midnight. Sharp.
I'll be back with a truck for all the stuff...
...and to board up this place with nails like this.
OK?
I feel great.
Reborn. I feel like running a marathon.
The only thing that bothers me is that I can't go home until next week.
Look what Kos did. - Briek.
What Briek did. - Right.
I'm participating in the Miss Beach contest.
Jesus.
That wig.
Looks exactly like mom.
The final is tomorrow in the Hotel the Big L.
The rent is 2000 euros. - I'd love to be there.
Bedtime. - Bedtime...
Bye, dad. - Bye, honey.
I am dating. - Good for you.
And so does Libbie. - Tell your dad when he's better.
Briek is dating too and Kos wants to date.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now get out.
My date has a mustache as well.
Don't let your dad hear that. - He'll fall dead out of his bed. Bang...
Kos?
What happened to you guys? - Nothing.
We just have a lot of fun together all of a sudden.
Sleep well. - Bye, son.
Can you tighten it? It's here.
You can stretch it.
I'll give you a carrot right away.
Timmy's mother has 3 children. The first was named April, the second one May.
May, yes, April and May, ok. I still follow, sure.
What's the name of the third child? - Timmy!
Fuck...
Who can I do business with around here?
We don't need anything.
Pay up. Now.
We're getting money tonight. - Akelei, get the stuff.
OK, chop chop.
Hello?
Tomorrow. - Pardon?
I'll pick up the snacks tomorrow.
Are you refusing to do your job? You're fired.
Effective immediately.
You're the best.
Walput. Walput!
My daughter was driving me insane.
Kos, get the sauce out of the cupboard for the chicken marinade.
You guys get the boxes.
What about me? - The potatoes for the fries.
And carrots.
Kos, I know a good recipe that tastes like the real thing.
What do you need? - Peppercorns, tea, Chinese cleaver.
A funnel, a towel and a lot of bottles.
Rum Suggestive.
Here you go.
The man about the house after all.
I'll make them drunk.
You? - Like they've never been before.
A big splash of rum.
Mark my word.
Be careful. - It feels OK.
Does it hurt? - No.
Kos, you're in luck. My foot has healed.
I can participate in the beauty contest again. Better, isn't it?
Why you? - It's for girls in bikinis.
But I went to the rehearsal and it went well.
Just let Briek do it. She's a girl.
What if your wig falls off? - This is about money, Kos.
5000 euros.
You can kiss Isabel in your spare time. - What?
First you didn't let me do anything...
...then I had to become Miss and now again you're not happy.
We shouldn't take the risk. - Isabel wants to let me win.
For the money.
I promise that I'll win. Honestly.
I vote for Kos.
Me too.
Good afternoon. - Hello.
This looks like real.
Is everything in place?
You look gorgeous.
Kos.
Kos has a huge crush on you.
Really?
But...
...why doesn't he tell me himself?
He's too scared.
Boys. Really sick.
They don't dare to be themselves. - Right.
Cowards. - Right.
How about you?
Well?
Don't tell anyone, OK?
I swear.
I am...
Could you give me a hand with this? - Sure.
Some rum? - Nice.
Splash of rum. - Piece of chicken?
Tea? - Thank you.
Oh, delicious.
A splash of rum?
We're home again.
Debts
Jesus...
The foreman of the jury.
Ladies and gentlemen, chicas and chicos...
A warm welcome to the final of the Miss Beach contest.
Who will be the prettiest girl of this coast?
Hey, break a leg.
Does this look all right?
Yeah.
Hey, us against the rest?
All candidates to the stage. Now.
Did you fall?
The candidates.
I knew it. You aren't even a girl.
What's going on?
Liar. He isn't even a girl.
Jerk.
Transvestite
Filthy sexist.
I knew this was going to happen.
5000 euros gone.
Why can't a boy participate in a beauty contest?
Girls are allowed to play soccer. - But not in the national team.
Transvestite
Stop.
Stop it.
Beat it.
Stop. Stop it.
Isabel, Isabel...
...Isabel...
I have a huge crush on you.
For you.
No. - Yes.
No. - Not for you, but...
For the hotel.
You can borrow it.
You'll get it back.
Now get out of here.
And two, that makes 7000.
Here you go. - For a nice new camera.
Now get lost.
You guys are great.
Make me scared go ahead
but don't step on my heart
You can beat me to a pulp give me a real scare
You can call me a turd I honestly don't care
Mom...
... I wish you could see us.
Our pavilion is packed again...
... and your son dances with the prettiest girl in the universe.
And your three daughters have fallen in love as well.
This is Bob, my date.
Nice mustache, huh? - Beautiful.
He just has to lose some weight. - Just like dad.
And dad has completely recovered. Just like you knew him, mom.
But don't step on my heart
Set the house on fire where I had my children
And Pel is brilliant.
She's the only one who knew all this time that you're not really dead.
Now I've told you everything.
Now you know we're doing well.
Not betterthan ever, that's not possible. But almost as well as ever.
HOTEL THE BIG LOVE
I know you understand me. Always.
Kisses.
From all of us.
I'm Kuyper, from Ajax.
Dad.
Of Kos.
Me first.