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Thanks.

You look tired.

Trouble at home.

With your parents?

No, with my mom. My father is dead.

No, that's not true.

I don't know why I am lying to you.

My dad is not dead.

He wants to see me.

And you?

I don't know. I can't sleep anymore...

because of me?

- Because of you?

- Sh*t.

No, because of him.

And my mother does not want me

to see him. What would you do?

You're his daughter

he loves you.

- And Rachid is OK as well?

- Yeah.

- You were a fine couple in prison, eh?

- Whoa, slow down.

The only thing we shared was

the toilet and that was all, OK?

I enjoy cutting your hair here

a lot more than inside.

Are there others you keep seeing outside?

- Only the hopeless cases.

- Right, thanks a lot.

Just keep it that way.

Not too short in the neck, OK?

Oh yes, a lady called earlier today.

- What lady?

- This one...

But that's just round the corner.

Why didn't you tell me?

- How old is she?

- You can't ask that, Rudy.

The machine, Denise.

- Where are you going?

- To see that lady.

- I told her you wouldn't come.

- Why?

You have a job now, don't you?

You stupid cow.

Go on, call and tell her I'm coming.

Call her yourself.

I'm not your secretary.

- She's my first customer.

- Rudy, be realistic for once.

One washing machine a month

isn't enough.

- You've got a job, concentrate on that.

- I see. You won't help me.

- I didn't say that.

- Then call her.

- Rudy, please.

- Yeah, 'please'.

Have you forgotten

whose sofa you're sitting in?

- Whose TV you're watching?

- Is that it?

Is that it? Rudy has to be a good boy

and sit on your lap, or what?

Because you gave me some old furniture

that still smells of your dad's sweat?

Thanks, Denise, thank you very much.

- But... hello there.

- Hello.

I thought you no longer existed.

- That lady on the phone...

- No, we still exist.

But that lady

no longer works for us.

OK. Come in.

- Where is it?

- Right, come on through.

Would you like a drink?

Thank you, thank you.

- A beer, perhaps?

- You're very kind, madam.

Madam. Please call me Chantal.

Chantal, right.

Or would you rather have a coke?

Do you have coffee?

- No, but I can make some.

- No, don't bother.

I better look at the problem first.

- Yes, that will be difficult.

- How so?

I don't have a washing machine.

Have you eaten?

- Not really, no.

- Well then, have a seat.

- Here you are.

- Thank you.

You've got five minutes.

And then you have to leave me alone.

- Come, come inside.

- No.

What do you want from me?

Nothing...

I would like to see you.

There.

Now you've seen me.

- Get out of the rain. Come inside.

- No.

Here.

Wait.

Would you like to get something to eat?

All right.

- Do you like it?

- It's OK.

When I'm hungry at night,

I always come here. It's very good.

- Had enough?

- Yes.

- You've put on weight.

- Thanks.

So how have you been?

How do you think?

Do you have a boyfriend?

I'm really glad to see you.

How about you?

I don't know. I don't know you.

- Still, for twelve solid years we've...

- But you weren't around much, were you?

- How is your mom?

- Fine, I guess.

Does she know that you are

here with me?

No.

I don't understand you.

I haven't heard from you for seven years...

And then suddenly you show up

in my cellar.

- Do you understand?

- Yes.

To me you were dead.

You kept it.

- Is your hairdresser ill?

- No. Why?

- Still the same old cassettes?

- Yes.

- You should buy an mp3 player.

- Cassettes last forever.

- Are you doing anything Friday night?

- Why?

There's a Motorhead concert

in Brussels. My treat. Will you come?

Aren't you a bit old for that?

Embarrassed to set out

with an old fool, or what?

Well then, come on.

Now that's what I call music.

- Why did you turn off here?

- So we can listen a little longer.

It startled you, didn't it?

All right then.

Till...

I have something for you.

- What is this?

- For your studies, lass.

- But I work for that myself.

- Go on, take it.

No, but I don't need it.

It's a gift. It's the only thing I...

Do you really think you can win me back

with money, or what?

No, I did not mean it like that, Vicky.

I don't want it.

- I don't want you to...

- What don't you want?

- Take this money and pay for your studies.

- You have nothing to want, Dad.

I spend eight hours a day in this damn

fishbowl for seven euros an hour...

and I am doing that all for you.

Wow. Congratulations.

- Vicky, stay...

- Leave me alone.

Stick that cigarette pack

in Mom's mailbox.

She is still paying off your debts.

Aha, hello horny sweetlips

no, baby, it's Franky

for you I'll change my name into Rachid

anyone seen Rachid?

I'd love to suck them

has Rachid been here?

A**holes!

What do you want?

What do you f***ing want?

I'll show you.

Is that what you want, eh?

You want to see my tits?

Here, suck on them!

You horny bastards!

Is that what you want?

Stop it!

Come on then, take it!

F***ing a**holes!

I wrote three letters to her every week...

and she has not seen a single one

of them. How do you explain that?

- Listen to me, Carine, I want...

- You have nothing more to want.

- It's...

- Does she know about the letters?

No, she does not.

- She's not doing well.

- How so?

Just that she's not well.

What do you mean, she's not well?

Sorry, Carine, sorry.

I had some soup left.

Thanks.

Madam Chantal has called again.

She asked if you could come over.

For this week.

Thanks.

Rudy, sorry about the other day.

I shouldn't have said that.

It's OK.

Things aren't going well, are they?

I didn't know you smoked.

- Anything else I should know of?

- No.

Come on, Vicky.

- I don't know everything about you.

- No, that's just as well.

- That's convenient.

- What do you want to know?

Did you ever love him?

Please, Vicky.

It's a simple question:

Did you ever love him?

Yes, I was crazy about him.

He was a great guy.

He was older, had his own house,

a good job...

He was funny, too.

He had a nice body, too.

And a motorbike.

And I was fed up at home, so...

- So never lose your head like I did.

- Don't worry.

I'm serious. Your studies come first.

You don't have to worry about that, Mom.

I've had a good example.

What's all this?

- The flower shop was closed.

- Gosh, Rudy.

Miele Novotronic: 1100 rpm.

Second-hand, but still...

- But that's not bad.

- Not at all, it's a good machine.

Can you set it up, too?

Yes...

but it's been a while.

- Care for dessert?

- No, thanks.

- Did you like it?

- Yes, yes.

Are you always this quiet,

or is it only with me?

Careful, women think that's sexy.

- What?

- A man of mystery.

- Well, I'm lucky then.

- Oh, really?

But beware. Once the mystery

wears off, the misery starts.

- Want another beer?

- Yes.

Ever had a mystery stick around?

Many stick around, but few stay.

I always fancy...

I always fancy the wrong men.

Better look out, then.

You seem to me like...

the right kind.

Don't you have any great

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