Loft Page #4

But you really

messed up big time, didn't you?

- Isn't that why she wants a divorce?

- Divorce is not the word I'd use.

We're temporarily separated.

Why is that?

My wife has...

She's found out something about me

that's made her very angry.

You cheated on her?

- Technically speaking... Yes.

- How did she find out exactly?

- The woman who...

- With whom you had the affair.

Apparently she expected more than

just the single... Encounter.

She turned up on my doorstep one day.

That stupid c*nt...

The lady in question

told my wife everything.

I hope my wife can forgive me

because I love her a lot.

You know, cheating is easy. It's the

getting caught that's a b*tch.

- Did you take her to the loft?

- No, it happened in Dsseldorf.

- What were you doing in Dsseldorf?

- There was a trade fair.

Matthias had two tickets. Two days

away from home, it sounded like fun.

- You were one of the lucky winners?

- Yes, I was one of the lucky ones.

You're chicken. She's been checking

you out all night.

Why don't you ask her over

for a drink?

You take your pick

and I'll have whoever's left.

- Those chicks don't interest me.

- Why pass up a golden opportunity?

- They're too easy for me.

- Matt...

No, really, I prefer women who are

worth the effort, who are special.

I prefer unknown territory.

There's an entire archipelago

waiting for you. The Maldives.

Does Nathalie know

about your little expeditions?

Why would I want to hurt her, Rob?

You also have a key. Or do you only

go to the loft to do the dishes?

- You're Dutch, too.

- Nein, wir sind von Deutschland.

I'm Anja.

I'm waiting for one of my colleagues.

Expensive joint, isn't it?

Say, Anja, can I offer you a drink?

If you insist. What are you having?

Bubbly?

- A glass of bubbly then?

- Great.

- You're chasing the hot chicks away.

- All ugly girls have hot friends.

What if she's the hot friend?

- That's your problem.

- I'm staying right here.

Hey, Matthias...

Look, it's daddy Concrete.

And no mummy Concrete in sight.

- You men are all the same.

- So much wisdom. I'll drink to that.

- You speak my language.

- Yeah, right.

A bottle of champagne and four

glasses for the table at the back.

Weren't you at my daughter's

wedding? Friends of Tom's?

- Aren't you the architect?

- Matthias Stevens, I designed...

I know who you are, Mr Stevens.

Perhaps we should do lunch sometime.

- I can always use an architect

- I'd be honored, Mr de Nijs.

I've got this huge project. A block

of apartments. Luxury condos.

Very trendy and all that crap.

You might be interested.

It's still a big secret so I hope

I can count on your discretion.

- I would be...

- Discretion, Mr Stevens.

I insist on it.

Dictum sapienti sat est.

A good listener only needs half

a word. Are you a good listener?

Absolutely, yes. Absolutely.

I'm in software myself

and I can be most discrete.

Put these gentlemen's drinks on my

tab. Have a nice evening, gentlemen.

- And you too, miss.

- Thank you.

Who does that a**hole think he is?

Dictum sapienti sat est

up his ass. Cheers.

Look who's there.

Another island hopper.

And that is the alderman's whore.

You want a refill?

Hi, this is Ann.

Leave your message after the beep.

- Who are you calling this late?

- I'm checking my voicemail.

Your voicemail?

What's on your voicemail?

You're a bad liar, Bart Venneker.

What's gotten into you?

Is something wrong?

I don't know. Maybe I should

ask you the same question.

Eva, I...

I...

I'm off to bed, okay?

Don't forget to put out the light.

I've got another one.

Check this out:

A three-year-old is in the bath

pointing at his balls.

He asks:

Mom, are these my brains?

And she says:
No, son, not yet.

I can't leave you alone

for five minutes.

Five minutes? Sarah, I've been

waiting for you for an hour.

Are you going

to introduce your friends?

No.

Willem, if we get caught

they'll kick us out of the hotel.

I hope there'll be flowers

at the finish line.

And this is the pool.

- Matthias, we should go, man.

- We're finally having some fun here.

A bit too much fun for me.

Well, Matthias...

Why don't you get undressed?

You're the one who wanted to go

skinny dipping. You lost a bet...

And I've come to collect my prize.

Looks like that squid is acting up.

You mean the champagne, don't you?

- There.

- What?

- The rest as well?

- Yes.

That's not too bad...

For an old guy.

You like that, don't you?

Playing games.

Your turn now.

Is it still too exciting

or are you starting to settle down?

Rob, are you coming in?

Don't just sit there watching.

No, I'm fine, thanks.

- Good things to those who wait.

- You do like to play games.

I'm better at this than you are.

Can you feel me?

Can I have the key

to our room, Willem?

Robbie, give us a minute here, okay?

Bang, bang.

Was that the first time you met her?

Yes, that was the first time.

Sarah Lunter.

- I don't want to say goodbye.

- I'm sorry it has to end this way.

It can't end this way.

Please...

I'm sorry. I really am.

- Why are you throwing that away?

- It's empty.

You were here last night,

weren't you?

Why won't you admit you were here

last night? We are your friends.

She was here when I left.

She was still alive.

- Someone else came after me.

- Tell them.

- You're only making things worse.

- We have to call the police.

- We can't solve this on our own.

- Are you crazy?

What will we tell them?

What will we tell our wives?

Matthias has something to tell us.

What do you have to tell us?

Get that, will you?

- Who is it?

- Some real estate agent.

- Someone put the loft up for sale.

- I told you, didn't I?

- How is that possible?

- She's to meet Sarah Lunter here.

Who is Sarah Lunter?

Who is that?

And who decided to sell the loft?

- You know her, Willem.

- What do you mean?

That's Sarah Lunter over there.

- I've never seen her before.

- That's crap. You have met her.

- Why would you say that?

- You met her in Dsseldorf.

The last night at the bar.

She was Anja's friend.

- I was wasted. I don't remember.

- You've made that clear, Willem.

But you remember her,

don't you Robbie?

Is that her?

Don't be an idiot. You talked to her.

You saw her naked.

How do I know that's her? I never

saw her. You turned her over, not me.

Do you know her or not?

When I see a dead body, I'm not

thinking of a girl I met in a bar.

He's twisting the facts,

can't you see that?

Madam, I'm afraid you're mistaken.

We don't know any Sarah Lunter.

- Who is it?

- I can't see her face.

Was that what you forgot to tell us?

I had an affair with her, alright?

I brought her here a few times.

But I swear on my children's eyes

I didn't kill her.

On your children's eyes? Get real.

Did you bring her here last night?

I ended the affair yesterday.

Jesus, Matt.

Bart, listen. She was alive

when I left her here.

And that still doesn't explain

why our loft was put up for sale.

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