De tasjesdief Page #3
- Year:
- 1995
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three beasts?
Hey, you have to get that bag
- I won't do that!
You'll do it or I'll knock you senseless.
- Next week I'll get my pocket money.
Want another one?
Ok then. Move!
Stop! Stop!
See, I said that we'd break you.
Dad?
Mom?
Anyone home?
895 Guilders.
Second hand clarinettes
295 Guilders.
Can I help you?
No, I'm just looking
- I see...
Hello dear.
It's like being in a jail!
I've come to get my music book.
I'll go and make some tea.
I still have a pink piggy bank.
- Oh, yes?
Yes, childish, eh?
Childish? What is childish...
I used to have a money box.
It was a little man...
The money went into his mouth...
You had to put the money on his hand first and when
you pushed the lever...
...he would put the money in his mouth!
I wish I still had that money box.
Yes, but a PINK piggy bank... It's like something for babies.
- If you think you're too old for it, then throw it away.
I'm just saying that what seems childish now
can become important later in life.
Is this yours, from when you were little?
- No...
You know whose this was?
Your Grandfathers.
He gave me this doll when we got married.
Can you imagine it?
A big guy, 25 years old...
Childish... I didn't think for a moment it was childish.
I found him incredibly sweet.
Because he dared to be so vulnerable,
by saving a doll like this.
Piet.
Pietje, that's his name.
It's one of the most valuable memories that I have
of your Grandfather. Did you know that?
Hello!
So, Chicken Bone...
How are you feeling about yesterday?
I have to say that you did a great job. Now you can do it again.
- I won't even think about it!
Come on little chicken. Let's go and find another bag.
- No, I won't go. Get lost!
I don't believe I asked you anything...
Come with me!
Don't try anything stupid or I'll beat the living daylights out of you.
Don't you believe me?
Would you rather feel it then?
Feel scared, boy?
Chicken's can't swim boy,
they die in water...
One ... Two... Three!
Still being stubborn, eh?
It's not very sensible, that.
Just think what can happen to your Grandma,
if you don't do as we say.
Leave my Grandma out of this.
- Didn't we just see her getting into a taxi, Evert?
The house is empty, we could pay it a little visit.
Wouldn't that be fun.
NO!
That looks like a rich old Aunt.
-In the evening it will be a lot safer, I think.
I'm getting sick and tired of your whining.
Now get on with it.
Hey you little bastard, come back here!
He only just got away there...
- He screwed up. He'll pay for that.
There, those black Reeboks, I must have them.
- Oh, me too.
You don't think I'm stupid enough to
wear the same shoes as you.
BAG THIEF MANACES SHOPPING CENTER
The bag thief is about 12 years old that has
dark blond hair and was wearing a blue jacket.
What are you doing?
- Nothing.
I slipped.
Dad, I was reading the paper!
- Yes, I can see that. Many thanks.
What did you cut out?
Something for school about apartheid.
Well can you do that when I've read the newspaper.
Now, make some coffee.
Where is your Dad?
You're not going to believe this.
My mother has fallen from a stepladder whilst
cleaning the windows. Her ankle is broken.
I've repeatedly warned her about those ladders.
God knows how long it will take for those
old bones to heal. If they ever will.
She's in the hospital. They need to put a pin into the bone
- Is it that serious then?
She's driving me nuts. Who gets on a rickety old ladder to
clean windows? It's asking for trouble.
I find this really annoying.
Damn it.
That annoying cat from the neighbours has been busy again...
Now, come on.
She doesn't look too good.
Hmm, we should put the flowers in some water.
You're just fine, eh Rose?
There's nothing wrong with you.
We've discovered that she's suffering from arrhythmia.
- During the operation?
Yes, that's why she's being monitored now.
- I wasn't aware of it...
It's unclear what the cause of this is, but as
soon as she's feeling better we'll investigate further.
What kind of investigations need to be done?
- I'm sorry, but I'm being paged.
Oh Alex, Grandma has a heart problem also.
As long as you don't get any ideas.
- What do you mean?
An old peoples home...
- An old people's home?
If Rose had to go there, she'd die immediately!
Alex, would you know about it?
- Just like Granddad.
Hi Chicken Bone, here we are again.
- Damn it, stop calling me that.
Ah, Chicken Bone is getting angry. He can't take it.
Chicken Bone, Chicken Bone
- Be quiet.
You are too stupid to take a bag from an old woman!
I'm really not interested in anything you say.
If you go near Grandma once more, I'll go to the police.
What?
You have pushed her off the ladder and that's
gone too far!
She could have been killed!
You better enure that it won't happen again.
But, yes it's exactly as you said.
She could have died.
Tonight at 7pm be by the fountain and you get one more chance.
Screw you. I'm not doing it any more.
- You'll do what I say or you'll be sorry.
See you tonight.
Hi, this is Sophie van Schijndel.
Hello! How are you? Yes?
Oh, you dont mean that.
Really?
Go Away!
- Come with me. Don't make a sound.
Hey, you're playing your old recorder.
Where is your clarinette?
In the wardrobe.
Practise hard with it. It cost me an arm and a leg!
- Yes...
...I know.
Hi Alex.
- Hello.
I asked my dad if you could come to look at the stars.
Do you feel like coming to dinner tomorrow?
- Yes, that's great!
But I need to ask my parents first.
- Ok then.
Mom, what are you doing?
It's a new diet, Alex.
A vinegar diet.
- But you mustn't drink it!
Oh just keep out of it, Alex.
- I'm happy that I'm not eating here tonight!
Hey you.
Watch out!
Hello.
- Hi Alex.
I think Pluto is the funniest planet.
Did you know that they only discovered it in 1930?
Pluto, that used to be my nickname.
Nickname?
I always wanted a dog that I would call Pluto.
Every dog I've ever seen, I've called Pluto.
That's why my dad calls me it.
I don't really like dogs.
- Oh, no?
My mom says that when I was young, I was bit by a dog.
- Do you have a nickname?
Chicken Bone.
- Chicken Bone? Because you collect bones?
Don't you mind that?
No.
For the bones.
Now Alex, you're going to see the planet Mars.
You need to look through here.
It's beautiful, eh?
When I'm looking through this, I forget all my
work at the police station.
Police Station?
- My dad is an officer with the police. A very good one!
You're not exactly impartial.
What does your Dad do, Alex?
My Dad is a salesman for Ladies Stockings.
Ladies Stockings?
Yes, Ladies Stockings.
First he sold car parts, then computers and now stockings.
- Oh.
I need to go, I'm already much too late!
Already? You've hardly seen anything yet!
I can't help it.
I must go!
Bye Alex.
- Bye!
Your Mother.
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