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-No, not yet.

But I do want them. I mean "we".

I would think twice if I was you.

Great shower.

Taco wants to know if you'll eat sushi.

The others are there already.

Have you read it yet?

Good piece. Though pretty intense

you have to do the entire play nude.

I've gotta run. Can I borrow some money?

-You know where to find it.

You're a gem. See ya.

Well, you live way beyond your

means. You regularly eat out...

I'm not going to scrimp on food,

then I might as well do myself in.

And the mortgage,

its simply too expensive.

Yes, but what am I supposed to do?

-Can't your ex-husband help?

Out of the question.

-Have you even tried...

We haven't exchanged a word

in more than two years.

I'm staying here. No matter

how many threatening letters I get.

Threatening letters?

-I'd say so, yes.

I can show them if you want me to.

Oh my God.

Why didn't you forward these? These are

distress warrants. From eight days ago.

I thought, I was eligible

for a postponement, right?

My tax payments are always postponed.

-How can you be so offhand about this?

I'll have to go talk to them

first thing tomorrow.

I hope I can still do something, but

I'm afraid you're facing foreclosure.

Or even worse.

I really don't know if I can undo this.

I don't want to lose the boat.

I want to stay here.

My daughter was born here.

We thought you forgot.

Of course not.

I'd never forget Friday.

Same time, same station?

No. Same Nico, same Eef.

Just have to put

my briefcase away.

Where does an actress like her live?

Or are you sworn to secrecy?

Not at all. She lives on a boat.

-Living on a boat, how dreadful.

The view is quite pleasant.

HOUSE WINE:

So now I can finally bring you home?

-As if you haven't before.

Sure. But not once

Lex came into the picture.

You're married, Bert.

Something wrong?

Can you borrow me 62.000 euros?

Sorry, how much?

I'm in debt.

Haven't paid my taxes in years.

Where was I supposed to get it?

-Jesus, Anne.

Prick.

Sorry.

Hey, we'll think of something.

It'll be okay.

It won't be okay. I'll pay you back.

You know that, right?

We just bought a trailer home.

I don't think llse...

Forget it.

Anne, did you get a chance

to read it yet? I would like...

Sorry, but I have something

more important on my mind.

Okay, I'll call you tomorrow.

-Yeah.

Emma.

Emma.

You're pregnant.

-Four and a half months.

Bert, this is Emma.

She used to take care of Masja.

Yes, we've met. Hi, Emma.

-It was good, you were all wonderful.

I mean the piece. It's been a long time

since I've been to the theatre.

How is Masja?

How old is she now?

-Twelve.

Twelve already.

I wanted to call sooner, but...

It doesn't matter.

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