De Haas in de Marathon Page #2

We'll have a look.

- A coffee while you're waiting?

- No.

Niek, get the lady a coffee.

Sugar and milk.

- It's ready for the junkyard.

- You're kidding, right?

It just needs some brake fluid, honey.

Yous!

- You scared me.

- Top it up.

It's my husband's car.

It means everything to him.

Then he's overlooking two important points.

- Do we still have milk cups?

- In the office.

- Kees.

- Hi.

Allow me too.

Cups, cups, cups... cups.

Right. Go on.

Stop! Put it in reverse.

Good thing your husband isn't here.

Go on, that way. Bye.

What is this, Geer?

I don't get that you

let it run up like that.

Sorry guys, I just didn't want

to bother you with it. OK?

- Can't you request a delay in payment?

- He already did: 7 times.

- Jesus, Gerard.

- Business was slowing down.

You guys know that too.

So at some point I started hiding

those envelopes. Ignorance is bliss.

Hey Hans, I'll have another beer.

For these grumps too.

If this continues,

they'll come and board the place up.

Jesus.

What do I tell Jolan?

Goddammit, we'll all be without a job.

I have some savings,

but it's supposed to be for the baby.

Didn't your mother just die, Nico?

- Didn't you get an inheritance?

- The apartment. I live there.

- I might be able to get a bank loan.

- No! Don't, Geer.

You'll just have to pay off the interest.

It's down to all of us.

We'll solve the problem together.

- Can't we fire Youssoef?

- Good idea. Kick out the Egyptian.

- Saves a month's salary.

- He can't play cards anyway.

Listen, guys, Youssoef earns us money.

OK? He's an immigrant and disabled.

He's heavily subsidized.

So where do we get 40,000 euros?

Ma...

...think carefully.

Is it in a cookie jar?

Or an old shoebox, or...

Yes.

Soup with meatballs.

Goddammit.

But I scooped those out, you know.

I said to that nurse: No way

I'm going to eat that boiled mess.

I used to make soup.

A big marrow bone and let it simmer.

But, well...

...no one is capable of that anymore.

Grandpa used to throw an entire pig's head

in a pot of water.

With the eyes still in it.

He simmered it for days.

- Kees, are you in the attic?

- Yeah.

- Don't stay up too late.

- No.

And don't sneak a cigarette, OK?

Got it.

Hey. What's wrong with my big fellow?

Did your soother fall out?

Look...

Don't you want it?

Look...

Yeah, that's the good stuff.

Let's sing a song.

Strong in Rotterdam

strong in the Netherlands

nothing is stronger

than that one word

Feyenoord

yes, Feyenoord

What are you reading there?

I see shorts.

Is it a gay magazine?

- Fellow choco dippers.

- Our Muslim came out of the closet.

It's a runner's magazine.

- What use is it to you and your club foot?

- I may have a limp now.

- But I used to run marathons.

- With the police chasing you, I guess.

Ran New York, Berlin

and Rotterdam, of course.

Marathons, that's walking.

No, running.

Just a bit further than the fridge.

It was before my accident,

but I made a good living at it.

- Living? What do you mean?

- I had a sponsor.

- What kind of money are we talking about?

- 5000-6000 euros.

Sometimes 10,000.

When is that hike? I'll go on it.

- Well...

- In six months.

- Here in Rotterdam.

- Seriously, though...

...suppose we'd run and get a sponsor.

I'd do it. In our own city.

No travel expenses.

Well, all kidding aside, Geer.

Seriously, though.

I know enough people

who'd be willing to be a sponsor.

Store owners, for instance. So...

- Get rid of those taxes in one fell swoop.

- That we didn't think of it sooner...

I didn't know you could earn that much

with a hike.

I think it's a great idea, Yous.

Thanks, man.

Will we also carry paper lanterns?

You don't stand a chance.

- Why?

- You have to train for it.

And you need character.

Are you saying we don't have character,

gimpy leg?

With all due respect, but all I see

are four badly-wrapped mummies.

- Hold on.

- Yeah, this is getting weird.

Guys, just stick to playing cards.

I'm getting back to work.

That Tutankhamen is

getting cheekier by the day.

- Good evening.

- Evening, guys.

Hi, hi.

- Hey, Hans?

- Yes?

Question for you. Listen...

If we were to run the marathon...

...would you sponsor us?

My ass.

You have six unpaid tabs.

Let me add those first.

Imagine you giving away

something for free.

- I think I know someone.

- Sure, we'll easily find someone.

We happen to ask Rotterdam's

biggest grump.

- But it can't be that hard.

- Exactly.

- If that Egyptian could do it, we can.

- Of course.

Downstairs from me there's that

Chinese take-out. I'll ask him.

- Hans? Can we have four beers?

- Your own pace is fine.

Had a haircut, Hans?

Or are you getting chemo?

Look at him.

Just kidding, Hans.

Look, it's actually one long...

...running advertisement

for your restaurant.

And you come up with your own slogan.

Something like:

Den Blijker's food is good.

Or:
Herman serves a party in a pan.

Whatever. It's your choice.

The thing is that we will run

our butts off...

...and you will be up to your ears

in customers.

And all that for only 5000 euros

apiece.

You'll be sitting pretty,

hiring chefs from all over the world.

And we do the heavy work.

What do you think?

Who do you think you are?

Shrimp peeler!

With your meat stew face!

I'll mop the floor of your soup kitchen

with your lobster face!

Even though he's filthy rich,

with his fat cigar.

- But he's got a nice joint, though.

- Know what? I'll never eat there.

Him and his mussels for brains!

- Are you OK, Geer?

- Yeah. Fine.

Be right there. Start the car.

Fish bone in his throat.

Goddammit.

Right.

Keep your hands in the middle.

Breathe in deeply and hold it.

And breathe out.

It's in your esophagus

and has metastasized...

...to the lungs.

Unfortunately, it's at such

an advanced stage...

...that isolating the carcinoma

and combating it...

...is no longer possible.

So, again, Mr. Groteboer...

...we suggest that you start

chemo therapy immediately.

And... how long...

...how long?

That's hard to say.

Three, four months.

Six months.

Again, it depends a lot on

the aggressiveness of the growth.

Can I keep working?

Some people continue daily life

for as long as possible.

But with your therapy...

You'll feel very nauseous,

experience hair loss.

And at some point, the pain

will become too intense.

You'll receive morphine, of course.

- Any questions?

- No.

No. No more questions.

I see you're married.

- Do you have children?

- Yes. A son.

I think it will be best if you make

an appointment at the desk right now.

That way the treatment can begin

as soon as possible.

- Sure. I'll do that.

- Good luck.

- September 30.

- Thank you for the info.

Thanks a lot. Bye.

Could I get an appointment

for the end of October?

- There you go.

- Thank you. Bye.

Hello.

Camping.

- Camping...

- No. Zelten.

Fernsehen.

- Looking far.

- No, Harry. Watching TV.

- Verschwunden.

- Wounding.

No. Disappeared. Harry, go and study.

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