Het Verlangen Page #6

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That she was at her wit's end

and wanted to get rid of that man...

...in such a way that it would look

like suicide.

Andre' had his doubts.

But when Brigitte said that her stalker

kicked a dog to death some weeks ago...

...and that Andr would get

a huge sum of money for this job...

...he said he'd think about it.

As soon as possible. I'm in a hurry.

That man is creepy and dangerous.

Do you really want to go to Spain

for a B&B?

Yeah.

- Really, really?

Of course.

- And...

Want to go with me?

Schutte.

- Hey, Herman.

Hello.

- Hey.

We were thinking that if you

were able to come to Amsterdam tonight...

...then...

...then we'll take care of it.

- So you came up with something?

Seriously?

- Yes.

Which train are you taking?

Why?

- Because.

8.15 pm, or...

Listen, a ticket costs me...

- Yes, so you said.

OK, see you tonight.

- OK.

"Leonie stood there.

She looked at the dark tracks

that wouldn't lead anywhere anymore.

The yawning emptiness reminded her...

...of the time she sat

in front of the mirror...

...nude and with legs wide apart

and..."

"She'd expected to feel bitter.

Bitter about that abundance

of good intentions...

...entire lies and half truths

that had led to her standing there."

"What she was about to do

was pointless, of course.

Although...

There might be more meaning in death

than in life."

"She reflected that

for the first time in her life...

...she was going to do

something irrevocable.

And so for the first time

was also for the last time."

This isn't right. Cancel it. Now.

Hello?

- OK.

So hang up.

- OK.

Jesus.

F***.

Yes?

- He isn't answering.

How's that possible?

- I don't know.

I can't make it tonight.

We'll have dinner tomorrow evening.

Yes, but listen that's not... No.

Honestly. We'll take care of everything.

You have my word.

A murder attack.

Marc couldn't believe

he'd even considered it.

He thanked God that he'd seen the light

on time.

But it had become obvious that real,

legitimate action had to be taken.

What are you...

- Feeling better?

You're better, right?

- No, not completely.

Coming?

I need you.

I was ill.

- It's not as if you were unconscious.

I called you at least 80 times.

- I don't know if your stomach...

Bullshit. You were happy

to be offline for a while.

If you give me a day to recover,

I'll call Herman and...

It's useless.

What do you mean?

- It's over.

Jesus, Marc, why there?

Dad tells mom.

Mom makes soup.

With mom's soup everyone will be

eating out of their hands.

That way he hopes to win Herman over,

so we can make a deal...

...and take care of everything at once.

I don't know if I can be there.

- Yes, you can.

Just take some extra pills or something.

Did you sell it to Brigitte?

- She's on board. Cool broad.

While Aaron cheerfully talked about

the latest literary gossip...

...Brigitte knew it was over.

She also knew that it had been

inevitable from the beginning.

Aaron had fallen in love

with the writer of "The Longing"...

...who looked like Brigitte.

What's wrong?

Aaron, I...

You want to call roadside assistance.

- What?

Are we through?

Go ahead, tell me.

Why?

Because I'm different.

- We knew that.

A lot different.

I'm not really a writer.

Like you. I...

- I don't get it.

What do you mean?

- Well...

I do write, but not...

Just spit it out.

- I didn't write "The Longing".

Jesus.

What an...

...incredibly...

...cheap excuse to get rid of me.

Did you really think

I'd fall for that?

Have it your way.

Your mom doesn't know yet.

- What?

So why are we here?

- Soup was the magic word.

It didn't work. OK.

I tried a few times,

but I was too ashamed to say it.

You caused this,

so you tell her.

Then we'll leave.

- No, we do it now.

You take her aside and tell her.

- But...

That's how we'll do it.

Hi, sweetheart.

Hi, son.

Everything is practically without pepper,

especially for you.

Are you sure you can eat everything again?

- Carefully.

I've got good medication.

- Oh, dear.

It's so nice that our bestseller writer

is coming for dinner.

What about that other gentleman?

Is he her manager?

What does it feel like?

Ruining everything.

Just.

- Just?

Without me, not even six books

would have been sold.

Without me, you'd still be...

...in a third-rate shoe shop.

Arrogant jerk. We had a deal.

- You are...

...a stupid bimbo.

And you'll always will be.

At a reading of my book

you start babbling about shoes.

Welcome.

- So you are the founder...

...of Goudemondt?

- No, my father was.

But I built Goudemondt

into what it is now.

Ah, Brigitte. Our miracle writer.

- Mrs. Goudemondt.

Mr. Schutte?

- Madam.

Nice that all of you could make it.

Dinner's ready.

Bo, can you give me a hand?

I'll do it.

- That's fine too.

Mom...

- Yes, sweetheart.

There's something you have to know.

Finally a new woman in your life.

Tell me later.

No, now.

- No, later.

Soup's getting cold. Guests are waiting.

You bring those.

There you go.

Bon apptit.

- Bon apptit.

What about the film?

Isn't there going to be

a screen version of the book?

Yes, they're working on it.

The director wanted the writer

to play a part.

But we didn't think that was a good idea.

- No.

Usually, the book is a lot better.

I'm not so sure about Dutch filmmakers.

YES, I...

...agree with you completely.

Pum...

Pum...

Pum...

Pum... gum... gum...

Pum... pumpkin soup...

...delicious...

...madam.

Thank you.

But...

...anyway...

Herman and Brigitte...

...mom, we're actually here to...

Jesus.

Herman...

Herman...

Herman...

Herman loved literature.

He liked to recite poems

and the classics.

He also liked astronomy, judging by

the large telescope I found in his...

Jeanne said a few words

about her former neighbor...

...who had died so suddenly

of a cardiac arrest.

Rest in peace, dear neighbor.

Brigitte made it clear to Andr...

...that he could forget

about his monthly allowance...

...if he ever breathed a word

about their failed plan.

Yes, you can remove everything.

DENIAL:

You probably thought that at Goudemondt

they have a nose for talent.

You could be right.

This is it.

Brigitte had written down her tragic

relationship with Aaron Golsteijn.

And asked Marc to read it.

I'll read it.

Hey, are you relieved?

What do you mean?

- That it's over.

That hassle with Brigitte and so on.

Of course.

What do you mean 'over'?

Do you think I'm stupid?

You and those two monkeys.

In those 40 years when you were the boss,

I read everything you published.

And I went to all the presentations.

Maybe you remember.

Did you think I didn't know

what was up?

With that pretty girl.

I'd seen that man in the Amstel Hotel,

with the port-wine stain.

I thought:
I don't know him,

is he new?

But a new journalist

who's nearly 60?

And he didn't have a journalist look

in his eyes.

Yes, but...

- And then you all came for dinner.

With that man.

You'd been stressed out for weeks.

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