The Trouble with Money Page #4

your old father any more.

But remember... whatever you learn

there, he's learnt too!

And where can an idyllic love-affair

jave a better start...

than on the Lake of Geneva...

in the sultry afternoon sun.

You idiot, I am a much better

swimmer than you are!

Excuse me... I only wanted

to rescue you.

But I promise you I won't do it

again!

Do you speak Dutch too?

At your service, sister...

despite everything... see you!

Perhaps!

In our existence down here,

love plays...

a too important part.

You can't imagine life

without love...

so, without love no film

and no drama.

Yes... no... yes!

A German man, no!

You are crazy... no way...

that won't happen.

I haven't taken on all those worried

for that... for that I haven't...

spent all those sleepless nights.

I struggle, I work... and then you

come home with such a surprise.

But we're not rich enough to allow

ourselves such extravagances.

In the old days you didn't shout

at me that way, father.

All right, if that isn't posh enough

for you, I can ask it softly.

I had imagined my first evening in our

new house quite differently, Willy.

I've tried so hard,

I've given it all my heart.

To make sure that everything would

be nice and pleasant for you.

I've sent you abroad, so you could

have a wonderful life.

So you could learn everything

you had to miss.

Look around... how beautiful

everything looks.

Those are external things,

father, I can do without.

I can shake them off,

like I take off my dress.

You, yes, but I can't.

Because I can't anymore.

Because I...

The gentlemen are here.

Good, let them wait next door for

a minute. I'll be there shortly.

Yes, then I have to tell you

something, Willy.

Something you never knew before.

If things weren't the way they are

now, I 'd never speak to you about it.

Everything I've done,

I've done for you.

I don't want you to think

I ask for gratitude.

Not at all I just want to explain.

Look, Willy...

Of course people have put

their trust in me.

But doing that they've also kept

the money in mind.

You know... the money...

that was behind me.

And then I did something. Willy...

I really shouldn't have done.

I left them in that conviction,

in your interest.

You've done something very wrong,

father.

Is that... is that all you have

to say to me?

Yes, father.

Outside!

Bring me cotton, please.

A former master of mine...

count Lynden van Hardenberg...

used to say:
Tell me how thou

lockest the door...

Please... a little more cotton.

Go... go!

So gentlemen...

our decision is final.

This one Is good and

that one Is bad.

We use the good ones, of course.

You are right, Mr Brand...

there is a difference of quality

between the two bricks.

But don't forget that by using

this second-rate material...

we can save forty percent.

The project profit will go up by

thirty three and one third percent.

The shorter durability of

a newly built house...

will only after some five years

become apparent.

And finally we have calculated...

that these houses will be paid

off in about eleven years...

and some time later, the whole

project would have to be renovated...

then our company would only

benefit from it.

Yes, but that is not my intention,

gentlemen.

I intended to build small villas,

that would last a whole generation.

Of course we can use the more

expensive brick...

but that will affect

the financial plan...

and that will make it impossible

to start building in time.

But look, gentlemen, it is

impossible to build with these...

it can't be done...

it's impossible... that...

that is deceit!

Excuse me, Mr Brand...

I'm not sure you have the correct

view of the building profession.

For that, you still lack the necessary

professional knowledge.

Professional knowledge...!

Common sense... that's worth more

than professional knowledge!

Still, we would like to ask you

urgently to accept our advice.

In that case, would you be kind

enough yo sign this document?

Yes... one moment, gentlemen,

I'll be right back.

One moment.

Willy!

Willy!

Willy... Willy... I forbid you

to slam the doors!

Willy. Willy, where are you then?

Willy... Willy... Willy... Willy...?!

You wish?

Do you happen to know

where my daughter is?

As far as I know,

she left a little while ago.

But you don't know where she went?

It's not for me to answer

that question.

A former master of mine.

Prince Alexander van Zilverhuizen...

always used to say...

a good servant is like

a bad radio.

One turns it in and it is silent.

Super-idiot.

And your decision, Mr Brand?

Decision? Ah yes... no, we will

discuss that tomorrow, won't we?

In any case I can't give you

an answer tonight.

Very well, Mr Brand.

Has she come back?

In that case, I would not have

answered myself...

the liberty of appraising

you of that fact.

Good Lord where can she be?

A former mistress of mine, whose

name has escaped me for the moment...

and whose manners always were

of an edicational character...

always used to say...

when a young girl leaves

the house at night...

then there are several places

where one must not look for her.

Not in her own bedroom.

Not in a political meeting.

Not at a public entertainment.

And also not in a refuge

for the homeless.

Oh Lord... shut your face right away...

Yes... who's there?

- Me.

- Me... who is me?

Well... Willy, it's you?

I thought you were in Switzerland.

Who's that man?

I'll tell you upstairs.

You have to help me...

come on... quick.

Yes... I'll open the door.

With which I don't wish to say

anything against... who says...

the number of sleeping polls one

has to take...

is inversely proportional...

to the size of someone's

bank account.

And... if you stay away tonight...

your father will have a bad night.

That'll make him turn around...

I know him.

You sleep here.

If you're hungry,

you can have a bite to eat.

You crash here, on the couch.

Then I'll go... eh... to the kitchen.

Sleep in the coalhouse.

And tomorrow morning... I'll talk to

your father... I'll arrange everything.

And... you sleep there...

and you sleep there.

Yes, boy, I'm sorry to disturb you

for a moment.

But you stay in the living room

tonight...

and you keep watch nicely.

Then I'll put in that chair

there... in that chair...

in the boss' honorary chair.

And... I don't have to tell you... as

soon as you smell a rat, wake me up.

To be sure I'll put a chalkline

here.

Goodnight, children.

Goodnight, uncle.

Goodnight.

A good rest comes with

a clean conscience.

45.000... 46.000... 47.000...

48.000... 49.000... 50.000!

Do you accept the position?

Yes or no?

It's in your interest that I...

you've done the wrong thing

again, dad...

and your decision, Mr Brand...

Don't disturb.

Help... help... help... help...!

Help!

Come in.

Good morning...

I hope sir has rested well.

Why? How... what do you want?

I wanted to use the opportunity

of this peaceful morning...

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