Bo

MARCH:

Will you miss me?

No, I've got enough friends

to keep me occupied.

Will you miss me?

- It's only for two weeks.

- Yeah, but still... I'll miss you.

At least you'll be somewhere else.

I'll be here. Boring!

A two-week placement

in Blankenberge, it'll be fun.

- Come on.

- I'm not ready.

It stinks in here.

What's the matter?

- I've been sacked.

- Why?

Customers complained

I wasn't patient enough,

that I didn't listen to their stories.

That's not what a call centre's for,

there are other numbers for that.

High five.

- Come on, Junior. Bath time.

- I don't want a bath.

It's 7 o'clock, Junior.

Go and have a bath.

Go on.

Mum, I haven't got

any decent trousers any more.

Deborah, now really isn't the time.

You're going to have to wait.

It's never the time,

it's driving me crazy.

- If I need something, I have to beg.

- Things are a bit difficult now.

- It's not for long.

- You keep on saying that.

We were staying three weeks.

And we're still here.

- Be glad Grandpa lets us live here.

- Yeah!

- I'll wash your hair.

- Don't want it washed.

- Wanna walk around with stinky hair?

- Yes.

Come on.

Look.

Cool.

Have you got a light?

- Did you want a light?

- Yeah.

You live on my street, don't you?

- Do you live in Tulpstraat?

- Yes, at number 9.

Actually, my grandfather lives there

and we're living with him.

Right. Thanks, neighbour.

Deb!

- Well? Do they fit?

- Dunno.

Yes... Yes, they look really nice.

Get those.

- Not going to buy them after all?

- No, I wasn't that keen on them.

You f*ckin' slut! Get out!

Your poor lip.

Wanna a fag?

Fancy going out somewhere?

Yeah, OK.

Keep the change.

- Look at all these people.

- That's OK, I know someone.

- Hi Maxi!

- Hi Jen.

How are you? Come in.

Just a moment.

I'm going to get something to drink,

what do you want?

- What are you having?

- A gin and tonic.

I'll have the same.

- But you paid for the taxi.

- I'm not gonna pay. Watch me, girl!

There you are!

- Who was that guy?

- No idea.

It's your turn next.

Shall we dance?

My stomach's full of gin and tonic.

Here you are, ladies,

from those guys over there at the bar.

I haven't had to spend a thing!

You're good! You could earn a lot

of money like that, if you wanted to.

- Where do you get all your money from?

- That's a secret!

Go on, tell me...

- Did you steal it?

- That's hard-earned money!

From what?

Go on, tell me!

OK. If you promise me

you will never, ever tell anyone else.

- Escort?

- Shhh! Why not shout a bit louder?

- What do you have to do?

- Just go to receptions and things.

- Have sex too?

- No, not if you don't want to.

That boy you were with at school,

is he your boyfriend?

- Yes, why?

- Just wondered. He's a bit average, eh?

- He's really sweet.

- What good is that to you?

- Is he good in bed?

- Yes.

If you want to do what I do,

you'll need a name.

- What's your name?

- They call me Jen.

- Isn't Deborah posh enough?

- Deborah is a bit...

Bo.

Bo...

Bo!

- I'm off, Mum.

- Are you going out again?

Don't be late. It's school tomorrow.

Um, Mum... Could I have 5 euro?

With the 20 you pinched out of the pot,

that makes 25 euro you'll owe me.

- What?

- I'm not playing your games.

Don't lie to me. That 20 euro

didn't climb out of the pot by itself.

Maybe Junior took it.

Yeah, or Grandpa or

I took it and I've forgotten.

OK, I needed some money. I always

have to beg for money around here.

Why do you always have to be difficult?

Can't you see I'm doing my best?

You only think of yourself

and never of your kids!

You never asked us

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