Spetters Page #6

Just f*** off Maya,

and take that jerk with you!

-Rien!

-There's no Rien anymore!

Damn!

No, I'm fine, just fine.

-Would you like some ice cream?

-That's okay, give me an ice cream.

-You're really into religion, aren't you?

-Uh-uh.

-That happened very suddenly.

-Not at all. God was always in me...

In you?

What a dirty bastard.

One of the people with us

is the son of a nerve surgeon.

Why don't you give him a try?

He's a Jew,

but he's very skilled.

Negroes, Chinese, a Frisian.

All of them have been tampering with me.

The only thing running

about me is my nose.

What about God?

God?

Yes.

God.

-Hello.

-Hi.

Fetch!

...Here boy...

...here...

Jump,

come on.

-He likes you.

-I'm always nice to animals..

-And to people?

-Sometimes...

Thanks.

-Real gold?

-Hmm hmm.

I can't suffer

anything but gold.

I'd watch out if I were you,

there are many robbers around here.

Oh, I'm not worried.

I may be old but...

...look at this.

Thankfully I've never had to use it.

But whoever gets hit with this...

Gets wasted.

And what if I were

to use it like this...

...would you like it?

Well?

Hmmm?

Five hundred bucks,

or I'll tell your wife you're a f*ggot.

-I don't have any money on me.

-So go get some, dirty bastard.

And don't call the cops,

or I tell your wife everything.

The dog stays here!

Come! Hurry up!

-...you're so hurried?

-I'll be right there.

Here you go.

Get him!

Yeah!

I'll get you,

damnit!

-There he is!

-Get him!

-He can't get through!

-Over there! Get 'm!

Over here boys.

Pants off.

Spread the legs!

Hold still.

Shut the f*** up or

I'll piss in your face!

Yes, come on. You.

Wider,

Wider!

Hurry up,

hurry up, man.

-Come on, next one.

-Change!

Okay,

you're next.

Like it?

-Jesus, what a wet mess...

-Hurry up!

Ok boys, countdown.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6,

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0!

Yes,

move it boys!

So,

Eef.

-Why did you get me?

-Because.

We felt like it.

-Because I'm robbing gays?

-Not at all.

We saw you doing your thing and we thought:

what a hunk. Let's get that one.

-Don't touch me!

-Down boy... You liked it quite a bit.

-I'm no dirty fag.

-But what do you know, Eef...

-What did you want with my sister, anyway?

-Nothing.

Keep it that way.

I don't give a sh*t that you're a thief...

...but my sister is too good for a queer.

I'm not a queer!

Come on kid,

just admit it...

Why the f*** would you even care

about something you are. Hmm?

Just be honest with yourself.

Hi,

We're getting started.

Hans!

Break the shocks with your thighs,

don't stick to your saddle.

I know.

I've raced before today!

Come here will you...

-Okay?

-Yeah.

Good luck...

Hey! Jesus!

Hey,

wait for me!

Come on, Hans.

One more time.

Do it again,

you're doing fine.

Hans!

-Are you hurt?

-Get off the track!

I thought you wanted to train?

Come on wimp!

We're not there yet.

Go on,get up!

Go play somewhere!

Amateur!

-How did it go?

-Fantastic, this will be a hoot.

-Have you got enough?

-Plenty, we can only take the joke so far.

-What a great idea!

-Here, take a look at it.

I'm going to contrast it with you.

That kid is a real clown!

We got him for free.

Add a funny tune and

it'll go down really well.

Jesus, just look at it.

The kid is hopeless!

He'll probably win a prize sometime...

Yeah, for being a first class sucker!

Look at that!

Bye!

Fien!

That Gerrit is awesome!

Will take me a while

to get there yet...

...but that bike

is great.

-My sister.

-Then I'm out of here...

-Hello Eef!

-Hi. -Nice to...

Hey...

I thought about it a bit more and

I'd like to come to Canada with you.

Making big money sounds good to me.

Why don't you tell her.

It's about time

you opened your own trap.

What's with him?

We nailed the guy in Rotterdam...

He took to it.

Jesus.

It's about time we left here.

This could only happen to me,

three strikes, three misses.

I always have bad luck.

-Father?

-Yes?

I'm a fairy.

What do you mean, boy.

-I'm queer.

-Hmmm.

A f*ggot!

What's that then?

It's in the bible.

Leviticus 20:
13.

'If a man also lie with mankind,

as he lieth with a woman...'

...both of them have

committed an abomination.'

You are the lowest of the low.

Hitting me won't hurt me.

God punishes you through my hand...

I will keep praying for you afterwards.

You can pray until the paint falls

from the walls, I am what I am.

-Halleluja!

-Halleluja!

Brother and sisters!

This was a fine and strong song...

...in which we gave praise to the Lord.

-Halleluja!

-Halleluja! Praise the Lord!

Halleluja!

Hall-e-luja.

Oh Lord,

aid us in our time of need...

...when we are diseased

and struck by grief.

Brothers and sisters,

whoever wants something from the Lord...

...let him come to me.

For the Lord will give us

what we ask of him.

Come all, have joy in your hearts

and come to me.

-Halleluja.

-Halleluja.

I lay my hands on you.

Believe... believe.

No, god damnit Maya,stay in your chair!

Don't act like an idiot!

-Dear sister...

-Oh brother..

-What can the Lord do for you?

I have such pain,

here...

People, dear people...

Let us all pray for God

to redeem this woman.

He will do this,

if we ask it.

Oh Lord.

We know...

...that you can cure

this woman of her pain.

We know your strength,

your power.

Help her!

Oh brother,

I feel relief!

God damnit Maya,

god damn...

Praise the Lord,

Halleluja!

Please.

Will you help us?

God's office is always open, son.

Oh Lord...

...we do not know your purpose.

We face a dark mirror...

...and because of this

we pray to you Lord.

Because we understand

this boy's desire to walk.

Give him the courage.

Give him the strength.

Give him Lord, what he yearns for.

Let him walk, oh Lord.

Give him strength,

we beg you!

We beg you, oh Lord,

give him the strength to wa...

Nothing...

Nothing,

just like all the rest.

It was the first time...

And the last.

Maya, take me.

Here?

Do you want it here?

Where else?

At your place, on the couch?

At our place,

beneath the shaded-lamp?

Rien...

Are you scared?!

Or are you afraid God

won't lend a helping hand?

As hard as freshly made spaghetti.

Nothing, god damnit.

Nothing!

I don't care about that.

But I do.

I want it so bad.

Here is what I want!

Inside my head!

-Is that so terrible?

-Isn't it?

When it's in your head,

and nowhere else?

In here,

but nothing down there?

What am I going to do?!

What am I going to do!!

...Witkamp, Witkamp, Witkamp...

-Take off your helmet for a moment.

-What?

Your helmet!

-Hey Hans, come on.

-Hans, go with us!

...Gerrit, Gerrit, Gerrit...

(announcer) # Ladies and gentlemen,

it's about to be decided. #

# The riders are getting ready

and Gerrit is on the far right... #

# ...a great starting position.

Just a few seconds and... #

# ...off they go!

Fantastic! #

# Gerrit is leading straight away.

He's delivering, totally delivering! #

# Gerrit's leading the pack! #

-Here you go.

-Thanks.

One fries, who?

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