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Beer? Iris? What?

I'm coming.

Ive been at a party where

she was the DJ.

She's wild!

-And a slut, I think.

Not anymore.

-What do you mean?

Her latest experience with a guy

wasn't a success.

The stairwell story.

Stairwell story?

No, wait a moment.

I think she'd never sleep with

a guy like that.

She only has sex with big

black guys.

You're right.

Thank you.

-Let me.

You heard him.

-I'll finish this job.

Let me spoil this little chicken.

Have you got a condom?

-Really?

I don't want to get pregnant.

Wait a moment.

Tim!

Dude! Come down quickly!

Mom, get lost!

Shall I untie you?

Such a sweet child.

A good thing you're not

my daughter.

Shall we go to my room?

Jerk!

I've died.

From the inside.

It's all black.

I'm black on the inside.

-Boys are jerks.

Boys are jerks. Repeat after me.

It works.

Maybe I should become a goth.

You won't become a goth.

None of my friends ever becomes

a goth.

Never! Understood?

We've got each other.

You've got me.

I'm holding you.

Boys are jerks.

What are you doing?

Watch me.

What?

-I have things to do.

Don't you want to have

breakfast together?

Please leave.

I would have kept her.

While I'm young, I only do

chicks once.

What did Sanne say?

That we have to think of something

else to promote the party.

Ok.

How big is your debt?

Not that big.

Less than a hundred.

-I'll sell Shanaynay at the party.

I can lend you some money.

Relaxed.

But let's also find a way to sell

those extra keys.

Ok, we have to think of something

good.

What's the theme of our party?

Masked ball... gala... deep cleavages...

big buttocks... Ellektra.

Ellektra, baby.

You're telling the story of

the penguin thief.

Didn't I say it was a good

story?

Do you know him?

Yes.

-Tell us more.

Yes, you, little fellows.

Is this normal?

Is this necessary?

-Good afternoon, Madam.

What's wrong?

-Turn down your music.

You're not the only ones who

live here.

It's 2 in the afternoon.

What's the problem?

My rabbit Tjebbe's trying

to sleep.

Your rabbit can kiss my butt.

Is this normal?

Talking to older women like that?

I wasn't saying that about you,

but about your AIDS rabbit.

Did you hear that AIDS beast?

I hope you choke on your lettuce!

I'm calling the police.

-You don't need to do that.

We'll turn it down.

-F*** this b*tch, man!

F*** you!

Go inside.

We won't bother you or your

rabbit Tjebbe again.

Really.

F***ing rabbit! AIDS beast!

Take it easy, dude!

We've just moved in here.

F*** that. The b*tch shouldn't nag.

I'm keeping it simple.

-Chill.

We don't want these problems, ok?

Don't sh*t where you live.

But then we also shouldnt...

-No, you're right.

We don't want that either.

Gangster.

Smells good.

We're blow-drying chooks.

I'm going into the city,

to get tickets for the party.

Why don't you come to the party too.

I'll get you tickets.

I'll be off then.

Later, man.

That's our new neighbor.

-He doesn't understand a word.

You've got a moustache.

-Moustaches are the new beards.

That moustache is all wrong.

-Moustaches are the new beards.

You'll pay after your party!

Check out this dude.

That's that Dennis guy.

There he comes.

-Can you leave us alone for a bit?

I'm Dennis Van De Molen from Overgier.

But now I'm a real Amsterdammer.

Sup, dudes?

Have a seat.

Mario, shots.

Dennis... the key to the party.

They say its the trendiest party

in Amsterdam.

And Sanne gave me a flyer.

What a lovely girl.

I think I'm falling in love

with her.

Homos!

They gave me a bottle.

Have you got a good story, Dennis?

-What about?

About you or your village.

I used to try to liven things

up there.

But not everybody liked that.

What the f***, Dennis.

-Yes, I know.

But I'm doing better now.

I wanted to go to the Escape tonight.

They say that's the best club

in Amsterdam.

Why don't you come with me?

Only peasants go to the Escape.

That whole area's some sort

of provincial hangout.

You don't want to be there.

Let's get to the point.

You want a key to the party.

-Yes, three preferably.

I know.

-If you'd been a friend of ours...

Yes, you have to become a friend

of ours.

Yes, please, but how do we do that?

More shots!

Yes, but friendship starts with

shared experiences.

What do you mean?

We have to experience something

cool with you.

Ok... ok.

See it like some kind of hazing.

Do you like animals, Dennis?

Animals love me, I love animals!

Really... I'm from the countryside.

This is great.

-Isn't it?

It's under control.

I'm done.

Where was I?

Yes, the girls.

Sanne, Iris and Lotte.

They had been boozing that night.

Maybe to forget that jerk Peter.

And then they got hungry.

Marlon had extra keys made, so I have

to advertise the party all day again.

Why do you do all that for him?

It's our party too.

But if it's a success, it's Marlon's

party.

Then I'm doing it for him.

Excuse me, Sir.

I didn't see you.

Hey, you're not English.

-I speak a bit of Dutch too.

What was your room number again?

Run!

A joint after ecstasy is like being

run over by a train full of teddy bears.

Dear Iris, you're not a sink.

We've discussed this.

What's wrong?

-Peter.

Come here, darling.

Come to me.

We'll get that Peter.

We'll have our revenge on him.

I got an SMS. The party promo's

in the bag.

You can stop advertising.

Kiss, Marlon.

"Kiss."

I think you're skipping something.

What happened to Dennis?

-Does he get his hazing?

No, that happened during the night

of the hotel adventure.

The girls.

-But it's all about the hazing.

You can't just skip that.

-I don't remember exactly.

Just try.

A Moroccan boy shot himself

in the foot.

It is unclear when it happened.

Last night, a penguin has been

stolen from the zoo.

It was stolen around 1:30AM.

I need the keys for the zoo.

We have to open the door.

I think the entrance is there.

-Come on, Dennis, climb over.

We're here.

If you have any information about the

penguin thief, contact the police.

Hi Marlon, Dennis speaking.

-This is Marlon's voice mail.

Lisa, stop calling me.

Dennis speaking. Can you call me back?

There's a penguin in my bathroom.

Please?

Hello Laris. But I'm calling

you now!

Tell them about my new harvest.

Shanaynay.

Peter comes with the football team.

-Cool.

Have you heard about the penguin thief?

He'll be at the party.

Don't say that.

We're not involved.

There was no penguin at all.

-No? Alright then.

I think we made enough calls.

-I think so too.

Hand.

-Hand.

Great.

PENGUIN KIDNAPPED FROM ZOO

Sanne!

-Hi.

Is there anyone in your bed?

-No, but I'll hide under it.

Dude, fix this finally.

-I'll fix your mother.

Do I have to pretend again?

F*** it.

Where is he?

-Who? What?

I'm here!

Marlon isn't home.

-The penguin. You stole a penguin.

No, we didn't.

-You didn't?

And Marlon didn't either?

-No, he didn't.

That's a relief.

I heard all these strange stories.

Tell me, what's the problem

at... hand?

I don't know.

Or I do.

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