- Dimitri: A stage play? De Kampioenen?
- Doortje: If it can go on, huh. They don't have a venue yet.
- Dimitri: You know, Doortje. I've always been an avid theater lover.
- Doortje: Oh yeah?
- Dimitri: Did you know that, in my school days, I had to recite at the principal's party?
- Doortje: Did he survive?
- Dimitri: You shouldn't laugh at it. It was very quiet in that hall, as I stood there. "De tuinman en de dood. Ginds, op de ruwe kant der Alpen, zit Dinska Bronska met de dikke vingers en het ventje op de vaas met de bloem ploem ploem".
- Doortje: That's Hugo Claus, ain't it?
- Dimitri: No, we only learned about Guido Gezelle. Doortje, what if I told you they can play in my garage?
- Doortje: [surprised] You're a patron.
- Dimitri: It's good for my business. A lot of people come over. People get to know my business. You understand what I'm getting at?
- Doortje: So no patron.
- Dimitri: We'll drive the cars out and we'll build a stage. It's a done deal. What do you think?
- Doortje: That it's amazing. Come here, Dimitri. It's not a bad idea at all.
- [she gives him a kiss]
- Dimitri: I never have bad ideas. I have one condition, though.
- Doortje: Which is?
- Dimitri: That I can play along.
- [she chokes on her drink]
- Balthasar "the Ball" Boma: [brainstorming] There's a rich businessman.
- Xavier: A sausage producer. Hahaha.
- Balthasar "the Ball" Boma: You want to hear this or not?
- Pascale: Xavier. Shut up.
- Balthasar "the Ball" Boma: There's a rich businessman with a bossy wife.
- Xavier: [the others look at him, as his wife Carmen is an identical match] I keep my mouth shut.
- Balthasar "the Ball" Boma: Her name's Francine. She's going on a trip and the businessman takes the profit of it. He lets his mistress Peggy come over. This must be a young, hot chick, you know. Like...
- Pico: Something like Pascale.
- Xavier: Sure, 20 years ago.
- Balthasar "the Ball" Boma: [annoyed] Waterslaeghers.
- Pascale: You're just like a couple of schoolboys. If you can't have a serious meeting, I'll quit the committee.
- Oscar: Listen, the next person who talks pays a tournée générale.
- Balthasar "the Ball" Boma: [continues] Alright.
- Oscar, Pico & Xavier: Tournée générale.
- Pascale: Next up is the best friend.
- Xavier: Pico's role.
- Pascale: No, Xavier. That would be yours.
- Xavier: [laughs] Hohoho.
- Pascale: Carmen. You become Xavier's wife.
- Carmen: No. I'm already married to him.
- Balthasar "the Ball" Boma: And? What's the problem?
- Carmen: I won't do that again in my spare time.
- Oscar: What time do we eat? Six o' clock. How late is it? Ten past six. She's only been here for a day.
- Pascale: Come on, ten minutes...
- Oscar: The meeting will be within fifteen minutes and then Miss has to eat, right? Well today, no dinner.
- Pascale: If the child wants to eat, she'll get to eat.
- Oscar: She will abide by the house rules. Dinner at six o' clock, to bed before midnight, no boys in her room and no bullshit with the customers.
- [Sabine enters the living room]
- Sabine: Hi, aunt. Uncle.
- [she strokes his balding head; offers Pascale a cigarette, she refuses]
- Pascale: You're so late?
- Oscar: It's ten past six. Dinner is...
- Sabine: I've already had dinner.
- [she smokes heavily; exhales smoke]
- Sabine: Wouter treated me to a pizza.
- Oscar: Who?
- Sabine: Wouter Smeets. He lives opposite the supermarket. His parents own a laundromat. A cool guy. Now give me a cup of coffee.
- Oscar: And you think that's normal? Having dinner with a guy you're seeing for the first time?
- Sabine: It wasn't the first time. Then again, I think that's normal. Here you can. Not at home, of course. Mom and dad...
- Oscar: Are against it, right?
- Sabine: Yes. Hard to believe, isn't it? It's quite different here.
- Pascale: Why did you run away from home?
- Sabine: I didn't have a life anymore. They treat me like a little child. When they say "Dinner at six o' clock" it'll be a six o' clock, not *ten minutes later*. Before twelve o'clock I must go to bed. There's absolutely no boy allowed in my room. Let alone sleep over.
- Pascale: They probably do that for your own good.
- Sabine: I know, but that's not normal, is it? Suppose uncle Oscar would react like this. You know, that Wouter wouldn't be allowed in my room.
- Oscar: Well, I think...
- Sabine: No, huh? You're not like that, huh?
- [she squeezes his jaw]