I'm going to take a spin. Here comes the new champion.
Try to stay in one piece.
You coming?
After 6:00.
-I'll see you there. -Okay.
-Here. -Thanks.
-Hey, Pop, can we have a few oranges? -Yeah, buy us oranges!
Can they have some oranges?
Of course they can. We're on vacation.
-How much are they? -Nothing. Promotion.
Thanks a lot.
Hey, Pop, can I peel them myself?
No! Can I have your pocket knife?
-Children, who'd like another one? -Yeah!
Yes.
Hey, cut it out.
Children, settle down. Quiet. Give the peels to me. Put them in there.
There.
Rien!
-Are you hurt? -All right, it's okay.
You scared me, jerk.
What's the matter?
No news? Have they got the driver of that car yet?
No, but the police say they'll nab him.
Don't you believe it.
What can the police do, anyway?
Poor guy.
His father's gone to pieces. He just sits and cries all day long.
That's more than I can say for my father.
Yeah, I'm coming. Hello.
Hi.
Too bad about Rien.
Will you go visit him at the hospital?
I hate to go to hospitals. They scare me.
And you?
I think you'd better go alone. I think he'd prefer it, anyway.
Okay, I get it.
Time to board the bus, ladies and gentlemen.
This way!
-Terrific girl. -Yeah. She's a great kid.
Do you think she'll stay here?
I think so. They're doing pretty good business.
Hans? You coming?
Can I come, too?
There's nothing going on in town.
Yeah, okay.
-There you go, Dad. -Hey, thanks.
Maybe I could seduce her now?
-You're kidding? -She likes guys with blond hair.
Are you crazy? You can only seduce her with that kind of thing.
-Don't bullshit me. -I'm not bullshitting you!
Why do you think she got so close with Rien? For the money.
You coming?
How is he making out?
He hasn't adjusted yet.
-Are you married to him? -No.
-Are you living together? -We were going to.
Are you in love?
Yeah.
Then you should ask yourself if you have enough love...
...because pity is worthless.
You'll feel it in the beginning, but it goes away.
And that only makes it worse later.
-Here, a cup of tea. -Thank you.
How are things?
Coming along.
I'm playing basketball.
Yeah?
As the basket.
A couple of weeks ago I almost scored, but they started to throw tacks...
...all over the floor, and they punctured my tires.
-Do you think you're making progress? -Rehabilitation?
You learn to piss.
Every four hours, you thump on your stomach, and it runs out by itself.
And you watch the clock to see when the shit pills will take effect.
Nice subject.
Don't come again.
Keep the fur coat.
Then at least you got something out of it.
Take a little walk around the grounds. lt's very nice here.
Much nicer than Japan.
-Well? -We're leaving.
Rien's all over and done with, I guess.
What he needs is a nurse. I'm no nurse.
You sure fall out of love fast.
Love? What's that? Give me some security. You can screw love!
All right, where's the dough? This all?
Rien! Hello.
-Darling, it's great to have you back. -Give me that bag.
Relax. You're both acting as if I'm a basket case!
You can get in very easily.
We had the car specially adapted.
Can you manage?
Stop! Hold it.
Dear Rien, no one can undo what happened to you, no one.
But we've all been with you and your family in spirit.
And so, we all pitched in and bought something for you.
Bring it here.
Here you are.
It's all yours. Electric!
-It's beautiful. Shall I try it out? -Sure, go ahead. Come on.
And we hope that you'll visit all of us here as much as we'll visit you.
That's the starter.
Fantastic!
I'll become the wheelchair champion of the world.
All right, band. One, two!
Come on.
You've done some remodeling.
Makes it easier for you.
-The car was supposed to be ready by noon. -Yeah.
-Do I have to wait for that, too? -Yeah, so what? It's almost ready.
-Hello. -Hi.
-I'd like a little gas. -My pleasure.
Fill her up.
The car?
-You've been fairly busy lately, haven't you? -Yeah.
I'd like to have a talk with you.
Talk.
When?
Now.
Let's go for a little drive.
Hey! Come back tomorrow.
Are you nuts?
Where are we going?
Somewhere very quiet. Okay?
But in the trailer I've got a lovely bed.
Really?
Look.
It's closed off.
Damn it.
Careful, we're slipping!
The brakes are gone!
I thought you knew how to drive.
-Fucking car! -Take it easy! Damn it.
There's my dad! Blow the horn.
Pa! Over here.
You got a tow rope?
It's in the back.
-What do you smell? -It's nice, no French fries.
No, it's shit. Fucking country with that fucking land.
I'm leaving. I'm going to Canada.
-Canada? -Yes.
What are you going to do over there?
Adventures. You have to like them.
Boy, it'll cost you more than 10,000 guilders even before you get there.
I'll find a solution. I'm working on it.
I saw that woman at the café.
-It's Fientje from the French fry stand. -She's no good.
-What's wrong with me, you dumb clodhopper? -Calm down, that's my father.
She's a cheap slut, just like the whores in Babylon!
Who's he calling a whore, damn it?
He doesn't mean you. Babylon is a city in the Bible.
-He must be sick! -That's why I want to get away.
Will you come with me to Canada?
-You don't have a cent. -No?
-Where'd you get this? -And I can get a lot more.
-Hi, Rien. -Hi!
-Everything all right? -No complaints.
That's some good beer there.
-How are things with Eef? -I hardly see him anymore. He's always out.
Pa and I have taken the day off, and the rest of the band as well.
That's nice.
I'm sorry I didn't come to visit you.
But I just can't take hospitals.
Neither can I.
I got something to show you. Come on.
Not a scratch.
The Japanese were real glad to get rid of me.
They didn't even want them back.
That's decent of them.
You can have them. They're all yours.
You're joking!
It's okay. I talked it over with my father.
But how will I ever pay you? I haven't got any money.
Look, I meant it! You can have them. Aren't we friends?
Become a champion, if just for me.
You want something?
Just looking.
No charge. Are you training?
I've got a new bike.
Dog food? And you don't even have a dog!
Don't tell me it goes into the croquettes.
If it's good enough for prize dogs, it's good enough for my customers.
Jeez.
My aunt's been on it for 10 years, since my uncle lost his job.
-You're kidding. -No. She lives in America, California.
And she's in good health.
''For a lovely shiny coat and a wet nose.''
Eef!
-Eef gobbled down four of them that time. -Yeah.
-Four croquettes! -You had one.
But the food inspector? If the police find out, then--
Police?
My car won't start.
Haven't I earned something?
Come in a minute.
Here you are.
Two croquettes.
Nice croquette.
It's good for your nose.
Come on.
Hans, did you have a nice tryout?
Hi, Eef.
-How about a beer? -Yeah!
Why not?
That bike's got tons of power!
Think you can stay on top?
If Gerrit can, I can, too.
Yeah, but he always gets there first.
You wait, man. I'll beat him soon enough.
If you'll be my mechanic, just like with Rien.
You can forget it.
Look, I won't work anymore for peanuts.
I got better things to do.
Look. Two plane tickets to Canada...
...one way, and good for six months.
Two?
Yeah, because maybe I'll take someone.
-Who's that? -Not you, kid.
And this goes with it.
Well?
That's not bad for a start. Hey.
Okay, I got the message.
Don't leave! I got to go, anyway.
I got myself a job on the side, making some money under the table.
I'll be seeing you. Ciao.
A beer?
Yeah.
You're making it with Eef?
Be honest.
Here, smell anything?
No. Just hair.
No, fries and fat! And here?
It smells of fat, half vegetable and half horse fat.
My whole body stinks of it. That's why I've got to take off!
To Canada, I guess, with Eef, where that aunt of yours eats dog food.
That's California.
It's almost next door. lt's the same all over.
Why don't you stay with me?
Why the hell should l?
I'll be the champion soon.
-You think so? -Of course. I'll train with Witkamp.
Really?
So....
Take it off.
And you?
-Nice? -It's worth a try.
Well, here we go.
My brother's bodybuilding.
A prick with a sense of direction.
I'm a racer.
More speed.
If you like.
Look at me when you come.
Yeah.
Was I first?
That calls for a beer.
It's still nice and cold.
Yeah. I'm still nice and cold, too.
In that case, we'll begin again.
-You think you can? -Yeah.
The poor boy.
Anything bothering you, you old hag?
Brothers and sisters, let me tell you.
In the Bible it says, ''Knock and it shall be opened unto you.''
And therefore, knock on the door.
Knock now, for Jesus is the door!
Jesus will let you in.
Hallelujah!
For we all know that Jesus is the Son of God.
-Hallelujah! -Praise the Lord.
Let us rejoice, for the Bible tells us about...
...Jesus of Nazareth.
But the Bible also tells us about God. For who is God?
God's a clown!
A joker who threw a bunch of orange peels in my face.
lllness is the devil. What is the devil? Who?
The doctor. The doctor who kept me alive.
The devil causes illness. God heals.
What are his visiting hours?
Laugh all you like, brothers. Laugh to your heart's content.
Laughter won't help this young boy.
God is always on call, my brother.
And you can talk with God whenever you want.
And I'm sure God will listen. With both ears.
You mean in stereo?
Keep on pretending you're strong, boy.
But when it gets too difficult, remember the visiting hours.
I can get you an appointment.
Come and see us when you like.
Brothers, sisters, let us move on now.
Wait a minute!
Maya, get lost! Go to that slob. That's where you belong.
There isn't any Rien anymore.
No. I'm all right.
-An ice cream? -Yeah, that'd be nice.
Thanks.
You've gone religious, I see.
That's pretty sudden.
Not at all.
God was always inside me.
Inside you? What a dirty old man.
One of our people is the son of a neurologist.
Maybe he could examine you.
He's Jewish, but he's good.
Niggers, Chinese, and a priest.
They've all tried their quack cures.
The only part of me that'll run is my nose.
And God?
God?
Yeah, God.
Hello.
Hi.
There you are. Here you are. Nice dog. Fetch it.
Come on.
Come on. Up.
Here you go. Up! Come on.
-He really likes you. -I'm always nice to animals.
-To people, too? -Sometimes.
Thanks.
Real gold?
I wouldn't settle for anything less.
You better watch out, with all the muggers around.
I'm not afraid at all.
I'm old, but see?
I've never had the occasion to use it...
...but one little blow with this....
Would be out cold.
And when I use it like this?
Do you like that?
500 guilders, or I'll tell your wife you're a fucking queer.
I never carry any money!
Then go and get it, you fairy!
And don't phone the police or I'll tell your wife everything.
The dog's staying with me.
Come here. Hurry up!
-What is it, dear? -Nothing. I'll be right back.
Here.
Get him!
Look out. Get him!
Pull him out.
Put him on this.
Take off his pants.
Okay, now.
Spread his legs.
Keep still.
-Here. -This makes it easier.
Put him in.
Shut up, or I'll piss in your mouth.
Come on, your turn.
Wider!
Hurry!
Next. Go on, give it to him.
Okay, your turn.
Nice, huh?
-Jesus, what a mess! -Hurry!
Okay. Start the countdown.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six...
...five, four, three, two, one!
Okay, guys, let's go!
Well? Eef.
-Why did you pick on me? -No reason. For kicks.
-Because I rob fags? -No.
We've been keeping an eye on you. We thought, ''There's a good fuck. We'll ball him.''
Don't touch me!
-Shut up. I know you liked it. -I'm not a queer, damn it!
How would you know, Eef?
What do you want from my sister?
Nothing!
You lay off her.
I don't give a shit about your stealing.
My sister's too good for a queer.
I'm not a queer!
Go on. Why not admit it?
What the hell do you care what you are?
As long as you're honest with yourself.
We're starting!
Catch the bumps with your thighs and don't stick to the damn seat.
Yeah. I'm not a rookie, you know.
Wait a second.
-Ready? -Yep.
Good luck.
Wait a second.
Come on, Hans! Try it again. You're doing all right!
Are you hurt?
Out of the way! Get up, sissy!
You wanted to train.
Come on, get up, I said. We haven't started yet!
-Come on, get up! -Go fry a croquette.
Amateur!
-How was it? -Fantastic. They'll split their sides.
-Got enough? -Sure. No point in overdoing it.
-Good idea. -Come and have a look.
I'll intercut the kid with your riding.
-That joker. He's a real clown. -And we got it for nothing.
Yeah, we'll cut it to some circus music. They'll love it.
Jeez, will you look at that. A real zero.
He's really going places.
Yeah. He's going right down the toilet.
Will you look at that?
That Gerrit's a real ace.
It will take me a while to measure up to him, but this motorbike's super.
-My sister. -I think I'll leave.
-Hello, Eef. -Hi.
Nice to see you.
Say, I've thought it over.
I wouldn't mind going along with you to Canada and making a little real money.
You'd better explain.
It's about time you started speaking for yourself.
What gives here?
Last night, me and the boys really gave it to him. And he likes it.
Jesus.
It's about time we moved out of here.
The story of my life. It's always three up and three down.
I never have any luck.
Dad?
Yeah?
I'm gay.
What do you mean, son?
A fairy.
A faggot.
What is that?
It's in the Bible.
Leviticus 20, verse 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 animals. -Go on, beat me!
God strikes you through my hand...
...then afterward, I will pray for you.
You can pray the house down for all I care. I am what I am.
Hallelujah.
Brothers and sisters, that was a beautiful and moving song to praise...
...God Almighty with hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah.
Lord, help us in our hour of need...
...our hour of illness, our hour of sorrow.
If any of you, brothers and sisters...
...needs the aid of God, let him now come up to me.
Because the Lord will give us what we ask.
Please come all here, fill you hearts with joy. Come near me. Hallelujah!
I lay my hand on you....
No! Maya! Fuck! Sit down!
-Sweet sister. -Brother.
What can the Lord do for you?
I feel so much pain here.
People, dear people...
...let's pray the Lord that he'll take away this woman's pain.
He'll do it if we ask him to do it.
O Lord...
...we know that you can take away the pain...
...from this woman.
We know your strength, your power. Help her.
-Oh, brother, I feel better! -The Lord....
For God's sake, Maya.
For who among us is without sin?
Would you please help us?
God is always on call, brother.
Lord...
...your ways are mysterious.
We look into a dark mirror...
...and therefore we pray to you, Lord.
For we understand...
...that this boy would like to walk again.
Give him the strength to do so. Give him the courage.
Give him, Lord, what he wants so much...
...let him walk!
Lord, give him the strength, we beg you!
We implore you, give him the strength to walk!
Nothing.
As useless as the rest.
It was the first time.
And the last.
Maya, suck me.
Here?
You want it here?
Where else? Maybe at your house on the sofa?
Or by our fireplace?
What's the matter?
Are you afraid that God won't lend you a hand?
As stiff as boiled spaghetti.
Nothing, goddamn it. Nothing.
I don't mind.
But I do! It's what I want the most!
In here, it's what I want. In my head!
It's not that bad.
No? When it's in your damn head and nowhere else?
Up here, but not down there!
What'll I do?
What the fuck'll I do?
Take off your helmet. Got it!
Come on, Hans. Wake up, will you? The race is about to start.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is the decisive race.
They're preparing for the start.
Witkamp's on the far right, a good starting position.
Only a few seconds and.... There they go!
Witkamp has immediately taken the lead.
He is riding true to form, ladies and gentlemen. A real champion.
-There you are. -Thank you.
-These French fries yours? -Can't you see me?
Yeah, they're mine.
-I can see you. -Why did you leave town?
I saw no future with you guys.
-Me, neither? -Not with you, either.
You thought I was all right.
Yeah, sure. What've you've got to offer me? Your lousy wages and a free ride on your bike?
Here are your French fries, kid.
And here they come again, and Witkamp is leading the field.
He's all alone in the open. Yes, it's Witkamp way out in front.
-I have something to offer. -Oh, yeah? What's that?
I don't know. All I know is, you're really terrific.
Come back when you've something for me.
Okay.
People, free food and drinks!
That's great.
Witkamp!
I want to know who you bribed to become a champion!
Shut up!
Idiot!
Gerrit, boy, I think you're a real champion!
Hey, guys, Studio Sport begins!
Good evening, sports fans.
We have a new world champion.
On the house.
Where's Rien?
He felt like going out. You know how he is.
Gerrit! Come on, make room. Come here, Gerrit!
And now a little toast from all of us here at Studio Sport...
...to Gerrit, our new champion, congratulations and good luck.
You were wonderful.
In a minute, I walk out.
Look at me there.
And here is our new champion.
That's me there! Right there! Look.
And now, guys, what do we say all together?
Gerrit is world champion.
Witkamp!
Hey, Gerrit, for you! Here, it's a telegram.
From the Queen!
-You're joking. -No! Have a look.
Damn it, it's true! Hey, guys, long live the Queen!
Drinks on me!
Shit!
Come on, leave it on! We all know you're an asshole.
Shit!
Come on, I said leave it on, or we'll trash the fucking joint!
Yeah?
Hey, you're going to eat shit.
Lay off him!
I say we trash the fucking place! Here, catch!
Police?
Do you need a dentist?
Police! Come on, guys, let's split!
Let's go! Come on, let's get out of here!
Dad?
Nice of you to drop in.
-Come here. -What?
That young Hartman boy's killed himself.
Will you tell his father?
Joos, something terrible's happened.
Rien is dead.
Give me a hand.
-Hi. -Hello.
Hi.
Some mess.
Yeah.
Rien's father has had a breakdown.
Not surprising.
The place is being sold.
Yeah?
Got any money?
No.
And what if you sold your bikes to some other future champion?
You want to look inside?
-Dad? -Yeah?
-I might have a little work for you. -Yeah?
We can make something of it.
Yeah, we'll have to fix some things.
Hey, we can make a snack bar of it and sell also French fries!
And this part will become the café.
We can put some pinball machines here.
And over there it will be perfect to dance in the weekend.
Yeah, sounds great!
-I think it will work between the two of us. -Me, too.
-Hey, Hansie! -Fientje!
-Sugar? -Yeah, thanks.
-Another one? -Thanks.
-And you? -No, thanks. lt's okay like this.
He's too fat.
-Wait here for me. -Don't get wet!
Feel like coming?
Where?
Anywhere we want.
Well?
I want to get the better of him.