Allez, Eddy! Page #2

You only live once.

Be careful.

- Yeah.

Oh dear, I've dropped my handbag.

Aunt Pauline?

- Of course.

She's more dead than alive.

- Exactly.

I don't want anyone dying at my party.

If she snuffs it, I'll stick her in the

cold store and turn her into sausages.

Mum, where's my shirt?

- There, sweetheart.

Karl, Jerome From Down The Road's son?

- Not until he's paid his bill.

And don't forget Emile,

Louis The Blacksmith's son.

Aren't you hungry, sweetie?

I need the bathroom.

Does he need the bathroom again?

- Don't interfere.

Don't say I said so,

but it can be practical too.

Hygienic.

- Things won't change that quickly.

Right.

- I can feel it in my bones, Andre.

The world's started turning.

- I can't feel anything.

Soon a cow won't look like a calf.

Your world is turning the wrong way.

See, it's started.

Say hello to Frans for me.

- Yeah.

FOUR DAYS UNTIL:

YOUR NEW LIFE STARTS!

You...

You... uh...

Uh... ride... race?

Dad? What do you call it?

- A cyclist.

You, cyclist?

Cyclist like Eddy Merckx?

Ah, a rider!

- It's the same thing, a rider.

You take part as rider?

In the race?

No...

I'm not allowed out on my own.

- If win, race at Roubaix.

And meet Eddy Merckx.

- Really?

Yes, really.

Surname, first name and

mum or dad's signature.

Signature...

- Oh, last day to register...

One hour left. Hurry up!

Marie, take care of the trolleys.

- OK.

Dad.

- Briek.

Start boning.

REGISTRATION FORM

Hello, Mr Dermul.

We've come to introduce ourselves.

I'm Joris.

Joris from?

- From the Flemish Offensive.

A resistance movement

against the new supermarket.

We would like one of your sons

to join us.

I've only got one normal son.

He works in the shop.

This French supermarket

is putting all our shops in jeopardy.

We have to fight it.

Langeworp should remain Langeworp.

But you're not from Langeworp.

I don't think that...

- We solve our problems ourselves here.

We don't need any help from outsiders.

Go and play somewhere else.

What are you doing in here?

It was... It was too hot in my room.

Go back to your room. Hurry up.

Freddy! Freddy!

He's a strange boy.

Yes?

You're too late, son.

- Too late?

Registration has closed, sorry.

- But I'm as good as Eddy Merckx.

Eddy Merckx always comes first

and you're five minutes late.

Hi, rider.

I'm not allowed to take part.

- Aren't you?

No, he's too late.

- He's not, he's still got 5 minutes.

No, don't start. Don't start

- I will start.

You can make an exception.

That's enough. OK, go on.

Go and fetch the camera.

Hey, little Eddy Merckx!

Come here!

Come on, come here!

My daughter's watch says

it's five to twelve. You're lucky.

Are you really as good as Eddy Merckx?

- Yes, I really am.

I'm going to win and meet him.

- If you win you'll go to Roubaix.

Roubaix?

- Yes, to meet Eddy Merckx.

Isn't he coming to Langeworp?

- Eddy Merckx in Langeworp?

No, the winner will go to Roubaix

to meet him.

Eddy Merckx will give you a medal and

you can have your photo taken with him.

Really?

- Yes, really.

Friday we'll be going round the course,

so don't be late, champ. OK?

Say cheese!

Right...

Come on, Briek, keep up.

Come on, Jules.

Come on, guys. Push it in, Jules.

Hold it tight.

Position it properly. That's it.

That's it, let go.

Start cutting it up.

Put the rest on my bill.

- I'm not sure there's any room.

I'll pay the whole lot next time, Jules.

I promise.

You owe more than 1,000

and with the supermarket...

No one will go to the supermarket.

I don't know...

You can pay everything next time.

- Thanks.

Karel, Big Joe's son,

has joined them, Dad.

According to his father

the supermarket is the devil.

Go and wash that pig.

Right.

I couldn't pay Jules, there wasn't

enough money in the till.

The girls have to have dresses for the

party. I want everything to be perfect.

Jules wants his money.

This supermarket is upsetting everyone.

And everyone getting upset

about the supermarket is upsetting me.

I'm saving up and Jules can wait.

- Yes, Angel.

But I owe him more than 1,000 francs.

- There's only one solution.

What's that?

- Your sister.

I'll earn my own money, Angel.

If I ever have to ask anyone for money,

it definitely won't be Marjet.

I'd rather have a heart attack.

I'll give you a heart attack!

Come here, Tarzan.

- Angel!

Eddy Merckx is in a comfortable

position. The competition is behind him.

And there is Pollentier,

12 seconds behind Eddy Merckx.

He tries his luck. Hzard, from France,

is hot on his heels.

Merckx looks to see

where his teammates are and reacts.

He fights back against

Hzard and Pollentier.

Pollentier gets the message.

He stops pedalling.

Hzard also realises it is pointless.

There's no escaping it,

the Tour is in Eddy Merckx's genes.

There is only one leader of the peloton

and that's Eddy Merckx.

Here you are, your chops and sausages.

I don't need any sausages today, Andre.

It's Wednesday today. You've

always had sausages on Wednesday.

Shall I put them on your tab?

- No, I don't need any.

Jose doesn't feel well.

There you go.

- Thanks.

Right, bye, see you tomorrow.

Andre, people are putting their shopping

off until the supermarket opens.

Not Armand.

- He's the first, the rest will follow.

Not in Langeworp, Cecil.

- The world is revolving, Andre.

And the people with it.

But you have to be able to feel it.

Briek. Briek, follow me. Come on.

Still need new recruits?

A strong guy like him? Of course.

Briek.

- Briek?

Welcome to the Flemish Offensive.

Richard Embrechts.

Cyriel Swarts.

Cyriel Swarts is not here.

Bert De Bakker.

And Eddy Dermul.

- Yes.

Take this. Right...

We'll go round the course first.

Hold on tight.

Be careful.

Hello, rider.

Hello, Magique.

Marie.

Hello, Marie.

We turn right. Then we turn left.

We go past the baker's.

And past Dermul's butcher's shop.

- We'll see about that.

And then we go round

Langeworp's church.

Hold your race somewhere else!

OK? Right then.

Has everyone understood? Right...

The last part is hard

but the finishing line is at the top.

And remember, whoever wins our race

will be able to take part in

the race at Roubaix.

Eddy Merckx

will give you a medal.

See you tomorrow for the race.

Goodbye. Bye.

Hello. Or maybe I should say 'Bonjour'.

Then we'll understand each other better.

Hello.

What's that?

Photos of the... riders in race.

That's Maarten from Calf Street.

I've just seen him.

And that's Koen, Giselle's Koen.

Which Eddy is that?

Who's that?

- Uh... I don't know.

Is that the fish man's Eddy?

- No, no.

Right, we'll pay Maarten and Koen

a visit first. See you tomorrow.

Bye.

And a lamb too.

Isn't that a bit much?

- What?

It's a bit more than people

can eat but it's not too much.

At last! Your meat has got cold.

Look. The Offensive's uniform.

They've got the right idea.

They're tackling all those taking

part in the supermarket's race.

That's good, Briek.

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