Bon Bini Holland Page #5

Who did you bring along?

- Pleased to meet you. Norbert Jan.

Loyal partner of Robert. I came here

to bring the deed myself.

By express.

- I can't wait.

Let's go upstairs.

- Ken, I wanted...

The best spot on the island.

- Wonderful. it couldn't have been better.

Only the best is good enough

for Bon Bini.

There's just one problem.

I want a majority interest.

I don't like having a small stake.

How much to buy out

the other investors?

One million guilders.

- Ken, please, this is going too far.

Why? You have no idea

how beautiful it is there.

This is something I need to do.

Ken, sorry, but Patrick is right.

Don't rush into things.

- Nonsense.

I make decisions intuitively

and my intuition tells me to do this.

So does mine, Ken.

So does mine.

- Deal.

I think we're ready to sign.

- Don't fall for this, man.

It will work out, Mr. Maduro.

We'll throw in a palm tree, if you want.

That's not necessary, Norbert Jan.

Patrick, don't forget to cancel

those Chinese.

Tico!

A million! We'll never have to work again.

- As if you ever worked.

What's wrong?

- You ruined everything.

Like always. First on Curacao

and now here!

You're just jealous.

You can't stand that I fixed this.

Jesus, man.

- The great Robertico.

I'm just as great as you

and I don't need you at all.

I'll arrange it myself.

- Fine. Then arrange how you get home.

You should take the Coolsingel,

the Schiekade and the Bergvveg...

Norbert Jan, congratulations

on your success.

Where's Robert?

- He was in a hurry.

That's too bad. I wanted to raise

a glass to the good results.

Really?

- You don't close a mega deal every day.

Shall we go to the bar?

Thank you.

Everything's about him.

Even though I always come up

with good ideas.

Bon Bini Bungalows.

My idea.

- Is that right?

What's wrong, Robertico?

You look worried.

Kofi, imagine that you...

...could go back home tomorrow.

- But there's a vvar over there.

Suppose it would be safe

and you can return.

That would be great.

- On one condition...

You have to hurt someone.

Wow. That's an intense moral

and spiritual dilemma.

You don't need to tell me.

Honesty lasts the longest.

My father always said that.

Take the situation

with my residence permit...

When you're honest,

it always lasts the longest.

I think our fathers are the same.

- Is your father from Sudan as well?

What?

What about those bungalows?

What about what?

What kind of bungalows are they?

Do they belong to you guys?

Have a look.

The customers always like

having their picture taken.

Hey, what's going on. Hello!

You said you had a date,

but I don't want this in my house.

I don't tolerate this kind of obscenity.

- It's not what you think it is.

This is Norvvin.

- Even if it were John Williams!

Hello, madam.

- Get lost.

I don't want to touch you.

I don't know where your hands have been.

It's just for a few nights.

- Just pay that deposit.

And change the sheets.

Filthiness. Law Er Ordure.

Where are you?

I was on my way,

but something came up.

Like what? We're waiting for you.

By the way, my dad thinks

that restaurant is a great idea too.

Robert?

- I...

Can we meet in private

somewhere else?

I have to tell you something.

OK. Do I need to be worried?

I'll see you by the fountain

in front of the hotel, OK?

Was that Robert?

- Yes, he's on his way.

I have a job. I'm working on it.

I save everything I earn.

All I need is some time.

Just give me some time.

The last person who asked me for time

got eternity.

So how much time do you want,

Robertico?

I don't need a lot of time.

You're not the kind of person

who's satisfied with little.

Just look at your girlfriend.

Nolla Maduro.

- She has nothing to do with it!

If you want it to remain that way,

make sure I get my money. Now.

OK, you'll get your money.

You'll get it.

So what's up?

Oh, nothing. Shall we go in?

- But you wanted to tell me something.

That you look stunning again today.

Come on.

- Weirdo.

Your dad's waiting.

There.

Robert, go ahead, I'd say.

I wouldn't do that if I were you, Ken.

Our pal here is a common con-artist.

What are you talking about?

- These people can explain some things.

Pieter-Joust, Hermelinde.

- I hope you're not planning...

...to do business with that fellow.

He almost scammed us out of thousands.

That villa on Curacao didn't even belong

to him. it's nothing but a scam.

A scam?

- Yes.

There's no Bon Bini Bungalows.

There's no Bon Bini Business.

There's only Bon Bini Bullshit.

Even his name is a lie.

He's called Robertico Florentina.

Well-known to the police in Willemstad.

Is that true, Robert?

Robert?

- That's not his name.

I wasn't asking you.

Is it true?

Is it?

- Nolla...

What's between us isn't a lie.

It's real.

You're not being serious...

I think you'd better go.

Florentina.

Hey bro, am I too late?

I'm taking care of it now.

I'll go and get it.

What? Hide?

No problem.

You can say what you want

about those Chinese...

...but at least they can cook.

I have two coupons,

so I'm getting a container oi that sh*t.

Here he is.

Are we keeping our pants on today?

I think I made myself perfectly clear.

So don't get any ideas,

or you'll be waiting till hell freezes over.

Who's your fecking friend?

- We won't bother you again.

What?

Do you understand him?

We're leaving.

- Really? That can't be right.

Finally someone who's a good example.

Back to his own country.

It'll be peaceful there.

The rest of them are over here.

Ouch! F***!

- Hey, keep on working.

If you want to stay here, work.

You too.

Hey, do you guys want p*ssy?

Work, work.

Did you hear?

That deal with those Chinese is on.

- Bye, Patrick.

Hello, time to wake up!

You're not sleeping here for free.

Work!

You call this sewing?

Your mother is better at it.

Should I call her?

Mommy...

Get back to work.

What's Paomo?

- Paomo's the big boss. Go and work.

Which boss?

- He'll be angry if you don't work.

Listen, Ping Ping...

- Let go of me. Relax.

You want to know who Paomo is?

Triad.

- What?

Cartel. Underworld.

- What?

Organized crime.

What?

- Chinese mafia!

The Chinese mafia owns everything.

The sweatshop, hotel, restaurant.

Buy, buy, sell.

You have to help me.

- You pay me.

I really need your help.

- I really need your money.

F*** the money.

- F*** you.

You pay me, I'll help you.

- OK, I'll pay you...

...but you have to help me now.

- Deal.

Do we have a break?

- No. Finish these pants, a**hole!

Well, Ken...

It's been back and forth five times.

The interpreter checked everything.

So don't worry.

There you go.

Go ahead.

Mr. Paomo apologizes...

...for the interruption,

but he didn't vvant to miss this moment.

But weren't you going over there?

- I was.

That was the case, indeed.

Mr. Paomo is happy to be present.

Very haPPV-

May I introduce you

to my daughter Nolla.

And you know Patrick, of course.

Right, Mr...

...Paomo.

Mr. Paomo looks different, though.

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