Soof Page #3
- Year:
- 2013
- 96 min
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This just came. By courier.
Aren't you going to open it?
What is it?
- A joke.
- From whom?
Doesn't matter.
Can I wipe now?
Start by bearing the patient's chest.
If necessary,
Is Bing really allowed
behind the steering wheel?
With the engine running?
What did I tell you?
Get out of there.
Get away from the wheel this instant.
Move it. Now.
Sixty years ago,
we were on the battlefield together.
We have colleagues here
from the Indies. From Korea.
Is Kasper struggling
as a stay-at-home dad?
Three of our comrades
have passed away...
Headaches all the time, right?
We're all getting on.
Death comes for us all.
Meanwhile...
Hey, you know what they say, right?
I'm glad we're all here,
in this wonderful place.
It's simply wonderful that we can still
get together to share our stories.
Soof's signed up for a course
in parachute jumping.
Looking good, hon.
Jan Jaap is interested in our renovation
project. Why don't you join us?
Pasta alla vongole.
Isn't it just divine?
We could do it now?
Would you like that?
And you?
Let's just go to sleep.
It's already late.
Bloody mice.
Kas?
Kas.
Don't you think...
I mean...
- What?
- Shouldn't we...
- I want to start the under floor heating.
- I'll be right there.
- Shouldn't we what?
- Make a bit more of an effort?
Who's taking me to the dentist?
We'll sort that out later.
Mommy and I are talking. Now scram.
What exactly do you mean by that?
Are you not coming
to our swimming test tomorrow?
Oh, how stupid of me.
Oh, sh*t.
- Oh. Come here, my lovely.
- What is it?
Mommy can't come
to our swimming test tomorrow.
I'll be there. Mommy has to work.
We're talking. Scram.
I'm so sorry. So stupid of me.
This is terrible.
They need a set of old clothes.
They're in the bag under the bed.
When you were still working, Dad,
we never had this kind of problem.
Do you think I want to be lectured
by my 15 year old daughter?
Just brilliant, Sas.
Makes me feel so much better. Not.
- Big fat bum.
- Big fat bum.
Honey, I can't.
I'm busy all day.
I told you, Soof.
Pay some attention.
I'll throw it away anyway.
I'll reschedule the dentist.
- He won't like it.
- He won't like it.
I thought you were going to take care
of these things.
...you were going to take care
of these things.
- I'll call my mom.
- No, not Grammy again.
Never mind, I'll take her.
No problem.
Good. I don't want that silly yoga nut
in my kitchen either.
- Good morning.
- Morning.
...don't want that silly yoga nut
in my kitchen either.
We'll never get the building done
this way. You do realize that?
Where are the snacks
for our Africa project?
You said you'd do snacks
for our Africa project.
- O, sweeties. How stupid of me.
- You can make me one too.
But you know, it is not so bad.
Having nothing to eat is in fact
very African. Just ask your teacher.
I just stopped by to drop this off.
The phone never stopped ringing
this morning.
I mean, it really is a fun piece.
Mom, could you whip up
something nice with a mango?
Well... As a matter of fact,
I was on my way to a bowel detox party.
- But if you need me to...
- No, don't worry.
Bye.
'With a little help from goodfood.com.'
- Look at that. You're in the paper.
So you're even in the papers now.
- Zlaveck.
- Bye.
Hey, that looks nice.
This one or that one?
- Can we look around some more?
- No time.
Hello.
I don't like either of them.
Zlaveck's waiting.
You have to choose now.
- I wanted to pick something out together.
- So, this one or that one.
They're both perfect.
You can't find better than this.
I might prefer a carpet. Or wood.
Do you sell wood? No?
Too bad. Then I'm leaving.
Soof. It is your kitchen.
Oh, now it's my kitchen?
Even if I don't have a say in anything?
Can't believe I took a day off to choose
between two identical stone tiles.
- And it's not even fun.
- They're not the same.
They're not the same.
This is Ardennes, that's Vosges.
We visited Jim Cole...
who showed us why he was chosen
to do the choreography...
- for Hugh Grant's new film.
- Isn't that Mommy's friend?
Mommy?
Mommy works with him.
With that little sex gnome?
Dad, he's not a sex gnome.
Boys.
- Are you going out?
- Yeah, sorry.
I really don't feel like it.
But I have to.
- Where to?
- A film premiere.
- Nice. Whose?
- Hugh Grant.
- Hugh Grant?
- Jim did the choreography for it. So...
Nice.
Shall I come with you?
This is fun. It's been ages since
we've done anything together.
Kas?
- What are you doing?
- It's not funny.
- Please help.
- Come here.
I can't get it undone.
- It's a hook clasp.
- It's tangled up.
So pull it loose.
Ouch.
Never mind. I'll do it myself.
Why don't you
take that one off first?
Do you have the tickets?
Very nice.
- Who's that?
- Joop Braakhekke.
Really? The famous chef?
- And he waved at me?
- Yes.
Hi.
Joop Braakhekke.
- I say. What a coincidence.
- Hi. What are you doing here?
I worked on the set
as a physiotherapist.
For Hugh Grant?
And now you're an item.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm here with my wife. If I can find her.
I seem to have lost her.
What do you mean I was overdoing it?
You don't even remember.
You were wasted.
I had a couple of glasses of wine.
Am I not allowed to have fun now?
Are you serious?
You're having nothing but fun.
Hang on.
Is that what this is all about?
Hang on. Wait.
Do you feel slighted?
Well, you listen to me. I have tried
to balance work and family for years.
For years. Do you hear me?
- Hello.
- Hi.
And now it's my turn...
I told you I disliked them.
Sorry, hon. But as you're screwing
someone else, I don't really care.
Yes?
No, we don't read the Telegraph, Mom.
Mom.
Mom, I'll call you right back.
Wait a moment. Kasper.
Did you think I wouldn't notice?
It's so obvious.
I'm not involved with Jim.
At least not in the way you think.
Jesus, Kasper. I want you.
I want you back.
Oh, cut it out.
I don't care what you want.
We've been doing what you want
for months.
That is complete bullshit.
I didn't start that stupid building project.
- So now it's my fault?
All you think about is you. You wanted
this project, you wanted to quit work.
I didn't want that stupid kitchen.
So you didn't want that kitchen.
Let me tell you...
Why did they cut Daddy
out of that picture?
Why do you think?
Smile.
Next.
- I want to be the monkey.
- Me too.
- Mom.
- Yes?
- Can I go home now?
- By all means, hon.
Smile.
Are you done?
Right, boys.
Let's go check out the dancing.
Look, a mouse.
Of course. Vitamin supplements.
Dad, something's wrong with Bing.
- Hello?
- Where are you?
- What?
- Bing ate rat poison.
We're at the hospital.
They've pumped his stomach.
You can make that.
No, stop.
- You can come through now.
- You wait here.
- Can he come home with us?
- We need to wait for the test results.
But I can have them put an extra bed
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