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breakfast together?

Please leave.

I would have kept her.

While I'm young, I only do

chicks once.

What did Sanne say?

That we have to think of something

else to promote the party.

Ok.

How big is your debt?

Not that big.

Less than a hundred.

-I'll sell Shanaynay at the party.

I can lend you some money.

Relaxed.

But let's also find a way to sell

those extra keys.

Ok, we have to think of something

good.

What's the theme of our party?

Masked ball... gala... deep cleavages...

big buttocks... Ellektra.

Ellektra, baby.

You're telling the story of

the penguin thief.

Didn't I say it was a good

story?

Do you know him?

Yes.

-Tell us more.

Yes, you, little fellows.

Is this normal?

Is this necessary?

-Good afternoon, Madam.

What's wrong?

-Turn down your music.

You're not the only ones who

live here.

It's 2 in the afternoon.

What's the problem?

My rabbit Tjebbe's trying

to sleep.

Your rabbit can kiss my butt.

Is this normal?

Talking to older women like that?

I wasn't saying that about you,

but about your AIDS rabbit.

Did you hear that AIDS beast?

I hope you choke on your lettuce!

I'm calling the police.

-You don't need to do that.

We'll turn it down.

-F*** this b*tch, man!

F*** you!

Go inside.

We won't bother you or your

rabbit Tjebbe again.

Really.

F***ing rabbit! AIDS beast!

Take it easy, dude!

We've just moved in here.

F*** that. The b*tch shouldn't nag.

I'm keeping it simple.

-Chill.

We don't want these problems, ok?

Don't sh*t where you live.

But then we also shouldnt...

-No, you're right.

We don't want that either.

Gangster.

Smells good.

We're blow-drying chooks.

I'm going into the city,

to get tickets for the party.

Why don't you come to the party too.

I'll get you tickets.

I'll be off then.

Later, man.

That's our new neighbor.

-He doesn't understand a word.

You've got a moustache.

-Moustaches are the new beards.

That moustache is all wrong.

-Moustaches are the new beards.

You'll pay after your party!

Check out this dude.

That's that Dennis guy.

There he comes.

-Can you leave us alone for a bit?

I'm Dennis Van De Molen from Overgier.

But now I'm a real Amsterdammer.

Sup, dudes?

Have a seat.

Mario, shots.

Dennis... the key to the party.

They say its the trendiest party

in Amsterdam.

And Sanne gave me a flyer.

What a lovely girl.

I think I'm falling in love

with her.

Homos!

They gave me a bottle.

Have you got a good story, Dennis?

-What about?

About you or your village.

I used to try to liven things

up there.

But not everybody liked that.

What the f***, Dennis.

-Yes, I know.

But I'm doing better now.

I wanted to go to the Escape tonight.

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