Loft Page #6

in Dsseldorf.

Too bad you weren't there.

We discussed a trendy project. Do you

recall that conversation, Mr Denijs?

- You said I'd hear from you.

- We're working on it.

We just filed for a permit. Cross our

fingers, just like everyone else.

Yes, great. Are you a gambling man,

mister alderman?

And you, Mr Stevens?

Do you enjoy taking risks?

That depends on the stakes and

on what the other party has to lose.

You put it beautifully,

if I recall correctly:

Dictum sapienti sat est.

Ladies, I'd like to wish you

the best of luck at the tables.

Because it's obvious

you're already lucky in love.

Thank you. What a nice man.

Well, you're having fun.

Try not to lose it all again now.

- What are you doing here?

- A girls' night out.

- Looking for a man I can trust.

- Annette...

I want you back so badly. I'm sorry,

honey. I made a stupid mistake.

I was drunk.

It didn't mean anything.

I never got that. Why do it

if it doesn't mean anything?

- That's not very nice for the girls.

- I promise you I'll change.

How would you feel if I told you

I wanted to have my own affair?

You wouldn't do that, would you?

Funny, you still see me

as your faithful little Annette.

Perhaps I've done it already. Maybe I

got even with one of your friends.

With Bart or with Matthias.

Whom you sent over to talk to me.

Oh, Annette is having

such a rough time.

Well look at that, you've won again.

It's your lucky night.

Just remember half

of that money is mine.

All of it, all of it.

- Did you invite Linda?

- You're hurting me.

- Have you seen how slutty she looks?

- I thought you liked sluts.

Leave her alone, Tom.

She's an adult.

Ann, are you here?

Mr Venneker,

we really need to talk, you and I.

What about?

That architect friend of yours.

He's playing a dangerous game.

He'd better be careful.

Could you give him that message?

I thought this was going

to be about Ann.

- I'd like you to stop seeing Ann.

- Really?

- And why would I do that?

- Because I'm in love with her.

You're paying her for her services.

I want you to let her go.

That choice is hers. We're just two

losers who take what she gives us.

- Sorry but I never paid her.

- That's true.

You didn't. Not you...

Not another word, Alex.

You will pass the message along?

Ann, I'll see you in a minute then?

What did he mean by 'you didn't'?

What does he mean when he says

I didn't pay for you?

I'm so sorry.

Only the first time was paid for.

I was only a whore the first time.

All those other nights it was me.

But who paid you that first time?

- Come with me, now.

- I can take care of myself.

We're leaving now.

- Didn't you hear what she said?

- Back off, man. I'm serious.

She wants to stay, clown or prick?

Clown?

Do I have 'clown' written

on my forehead? Do I?

It doesn't say 'clown',

now does it?

I never want to see you again.

Do you understand? Not ever again.

Get him out of my sight.

Get him out of my sight.

Come here. It's alright.

Don't worry, it'll be just fine.

Sarah, it's not what you think.

- What am I thinking then?

- She's the sister of a friend.

Someone harassed her

and there was a fight.

- Is she the only one?

- Don't be stupid.

She's my friend's baby sister.

One of my best friends.

She's a child.

What do you take me for?

I don't know.

I don't know what to think actually.

Listen, I shouldn't be talking

to you. My wife is here, okay?

Do you love me?

Of course I love you. You know that.

In my own way.

Yes, in your own way.

But what if you had to choose?

Sarah, it's not as simple

as you think. Okay?

Let's meet tomorrow in the loft.

Nathalie's gone for the week.

We'll have time to talk.

- I could make it very easy for you.

- What do you mean?

I could help you choose.

What are you doing?

I'm so sorry, are you hurt?

Don't do it. You'll regret it.

They know.

It's our wives.

- Our wives set us up.

- Why?

Because they found about this place.

- Why did you do it?

- Why did I do what?

I'm telling you.

- It's our wives.

- We are your friends.

It's not your wives but your friends

who found out the truth.

- What's going on?

- You still don't get it, do you?

- Get his clothes off.

- What are you doing to me?

- Did you have to maul her like that?

- That was the agreement.

We didn't agree on all that blood.

- The Latin was a bit much.

- Guys, cut it out. Later, okay?

You...

It was you who killed her?

We didn't kill her.

We just found her, that's all.

We were here this morning as well.

Without you, Matt.

- I thought she was asleep.

- And Matthias knows her?

She wrote him a farewell letter.

We have to call the cops if it's

suicide. We can't keep this quiet.

Can't we drop her at her place?

- Come on, Matthias is our friend.

- Where is he, by the way?

- I didn't call him.

- What do you mean? Why not, Rob?

Guys, there's something

I think you should see.

- Bastard, you've been filming us?

- Not now, Tom. Beat me up later.

Have a look first. You may change

your mind once you've seen this.

What do you mean?

We're not going down

for a mess Matthias left behind.

Matthias wasn't always

such a good friend.

What is this?

- What is this, for God's sake?

- She was drunk.

The night he went to talk to her.

- Help me out. She listens to you.

- Calm down. I'll see what I can do.

Perhaps I've done it already.

With Matthias,

whom you sent over to talk to me.

This isn't happening.

Oh, Annette is having

such a rough time.

- How long?

- It doesn't matter.

- How long?

- Since the day after your wedding.

Is that your baby sister?

She filled out nicely.

They met here regularly.

He was her first lover, too.

The only people that can hurt you

are the ones you love

He paid her to get you here.

He used her, Bart.

Like he used everyone else.

- I'll f***ing kill him, I swear.

- Calm down, Tom.

Stick to the plan

and we might pull this off.

We have to keep him in the dark.

Work together.

- We have no choice.

- The cops will question us.

That's why we have to keep denying

we share this loft.

They'll play us off

against each other.

- You sound like Matt.

- If this gets out we're screwed too.

I'm in on one condition. I need to be

totally sure he was here last night.

I want to hear him say it. I'll give

a sign. Break a glass or something.

But we don't do a damn thing

until we're 100% sure.

So what's next?

Now we provide alibis and stage

everything. There's not much time.

- I'll do it.

- No, I'll do it.

It's okay. You go out and be seen.

I'll take care of it.

- Where's that farewell letter?

- Right here.

You knew about this, all that time.

You knew and kept your mouth shut.

You're no better than him.

- Be glad you know now.

- Of course I'm not glad I know.

What the f*** happened here?

Tell me what happened.

- How long has this been going on?

- It doesn't matter.

Is that your baby sister?

She filled out nicely.

They met here regularly.

He was her first lover, too.

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