De Haas in de Marathon Page #2

A few are a bit burned,

but just scrape that off.

- What kind of meat is it?

- Halal pork, I think.

You'd think that a car like that

is a gas guzzler.

But A:
It's diesel

and B:
It's not too bad.

- So it's two birds with one stone.

- Herman, that's enough.

Hannie, your mom is spitting it all

into her purse.

Ma, that's gross.

So the doctor cranks that speculum.

He says:
Ma'am, your one ovary

is longer than the other.

Joop? No, stay, stay!

- Joop, look after ma, dammit.

- She's not going anywhere.

- Isn't that baby lying too much in the smoke?

- Nah, he's sleeping. Just leave him.

- 170... 180. Nice haul, right?

- Very nice.

Aw look, from Nel and Herman.

- Two times professional tanning.

- Classy.

There.

Nelis, you can go to Paris again.

Ten is fine.

Have a good trip.

Go on, take that baby out on the road.

- Jesus, Lee, been banging away all night?

- I wish.

That baby bawls all night.

Drives us crazy.

Put some banana liqueur in his bottle.

He's an Ambonese, isn't he?

Cape Verdean.

Or squish that stuff and put it on

his soother. As long as it's banana.

- All those blacks love bananas.

- True.

- Are you stuck with the trump nine?

- Yeah.

The son of my brother-in-law Joop

comes home one day and says:

"Pa, I need to talk to you."

So Joop says:
"Fine, son, what is it?"

So he says:
"Pa, I think I'm gay."

Joop says right away: "That's fine, son,

but you can't ever sit on dad's lap again."

Good morning, little lady.

- What can we do for you?

- All of a sudden a red light came on.

- I have no idea what it means.

- Time to go to work?

We'll have a look.

- A coffee while you're waiting?

- No.

Niek, get the lady a coffee.

Sugar and milk.

- It's ready for the junkyard.

- You're kidding, right?

It just needs some brake fluid, honey.

Yous!

- You scared me.

- Top it up.

It's my husband's car.

It means everything to him.

Then he's overlooking two important points.

- Do we still have milk cups?

- In the office.

- Kees.

- Hi.

Allow me too.

Cups, cups, cups... cups.

Right. Go on.

Stop! Put it in reverse.

Good thing your husband isn't here.

Go on, that way. Bye.

What is this, Geer?

I don't get that you

let it run up like that.

Sorry guys, I just didn't want

to bother you with it. OK?

- Can't you request a delay in payment?

- He already did: 7 times.

- Jesus, Gerard.

- Business was slowing down.

You guys know that too.

So at some point I started hiding

those envelopes. Ignorance is bliss.

Hey Hans, I'll have another beer.

For these grumps too.

If this continues,

they'll come and board the place up.

Jesus.

What do I tell Jolan?

Goddammit, we'll all be without a job.

I have some savings,

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