Loft Page #3

Looks like theres still alot of work on your oasis.

A place where nobody can bother you,

where you can meet with whoever you want.

Wouldn't that be fun? This place

where you can... How should I say?

- Steal time.

- Steal time?

- Should I sell it?

- Would you like to keep yourself?

- With a few friends, for example.

- To do what?

Those waiters aint going to visit us up here,

I guess? I go back.

Give me your key. Then I can show Filips

chicks every corner of this room.

Stay here.

These are decent girls. Hey.

Do you know what they cost me?

- Why hire a loft, Vincent?

- Nobody has to know what you do here.

The idea you can come here,

without anyone knowing.

- Do not be silly. You know what I mean.

- I know, but I'm not like that, Vince. You know that.

- Luc neither, I think.

- Aren't we all a little like that?

Or wouldn't we all wanna be a little

like that?

Yes, if you say so...

You can also just read

your newspaper here. Come on.

I have to go, I can't stay here.

- I cant stay here.

- Where are you going? Luc?!

You can't run away.

This is not the time.

- We have to go through this together. Like we agreed.

- Marnix, calm down!

- Luc, we can't panic now.

- It's over. Don't you realize it?!

- It's gonna explode in our face

- Wrong. We are gonna fix this.

Leave a message after the beep.

I'll call back.

Sh*t, man. What do we do if he

doesn't come? If he ran away?

Filip wome come. He must come.

He has no choice.

What if it's like last time?

We can't protect him forever.

Guys.

Man, what is this again?

What does that mean?

Chris, what does that mean?

- Do you know Latin, doctor?

- Sorry?

If you know Latin?

Yes. Yes, I... I know Latin. Yeah, sorry.

Ah. Then maybe you can explain

what's written on this wall here.

Fatum nos iungebit.

Yes... I can read that myself.

But what does it mean? Huh?

Fatum nos iungebit,

fate will unite us.

Fate. Or death. As you wish.

Written with her blood.

Now it appears that the victim

wasn't exactly someone who knew Latin.

So it's most likely someone else

wrote it.

But with her finger, huh. Like this.

Someone who knows Latin, doctor.

- Fatum nos iungebit is wrong.

- What do you mean, wrong?

The term uniting, is not iungebit,

but iunget.

It should be:

"fatum nos iunget".

The one you are looking for made a classic

Latin language mistake..

But that you probably knew already, as well?

Do you know the term "f*** you"?!

That's not Latin,

but you understand it too, don't you?

Where is your brother, doctor?

Everyone is here except him.

We can't seem to track him down.

I do not know where he is. Sorry.

- He is actually your half brother, right?

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