The Balloonist (De Ballonvaarder)

Bouillon! Where are you?

Bouillon!

Come back here. Come on!

Go that way. Cut him off!

- Bouillon! - Oh. No, no. No.

- Come back. - Bouillon!

GODFRIED OF BOUILLON

BOUILLON IS THE PRETTIEST OF THE SHOW RAAYMAKERS

TO ENTER DUTCH CHAMPIONSHIP WITH BOUILLON

Oh, dear, get him down!

- He'll hurt himself. - I know! I know! I need a ladder.

Come here. Lean it against the tree right here.

- Be careful. - Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, okay. I got you.

Yeah, yeah.

Come here, Bouillon.

Oh! Oh!

Come on. Come here. There.

Gaby, what... what are you doing?

Oh.

Gaby...

No, stop it. Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Gaby. Sweetheart, you have to stay, please.

Do it for me.

Here you go. Come here.

Mientje!

THE BALLOONIST

PRESENT DAY

Kuif?

Kuif, did you let Bouillon out of his coop?

No.

How many more times do you need to be told?

- You know he'll just run away. - He'll fly away.

Kuif, chickens don't fly. Bouillon has to stay in his coop.

- Yeah? Are we clear? - No!

Okay, come here. Come here!

Goddamn it, Kuif!

Come here.

Grandma is the boss! Grandma is the boss!

Call me when you're done, okay?

Kuif, no chocolates for breakfast.

Yeah, sure. Just wreck the entire kitchen.

Kuif?

Kuif!

I didn't do anything!

Oh, no!

Come on! Come on!

No!

Oh, damn! Come on!

Oh, holy shit!

Oh, damn! Oh, no!

Oh, no! Goddamn it! Are you kidding me?!

Oh, no.

I hope for you you got a permit for this?

- What? - A permit, for that chicken shed.

Oh, damn it. Oh, what a mess.

Oh! Oh, no!

Goddamn.

- Oh, just look at my balloon! - Your balloon? What about my chickens?

- Oh, fucking chickens. - Hey!

- What's that shed doing on my property? - What?

That shed's standing on my land, ma'am.

Your land?

Go piss off!

I said piss off!

Hey!

Don't you dare, kid.

You're not gonna tell him to stop?

Are you going to allow your son to...?

Yes.

The next one will hit.

Monsieur.

- What do you mean, in writing? - Huh?

Since when do we need things in writing?

One second.

Batteries...

Herman, let me do it. Come on. Come on.

- Here. - Yeah, yeah.

- Say something. - One something, two...

Yeah, that's better.

No, Herman. I don't have it in writing.

Sir... can I take a look at what you got here?

Yeah, yeah, I get that.

Well, I don't think there's much to talk about.

Look, look, I got the papers here.

It's about this parcel of land. No, no.

She has no right to build anything on here.

Okay.

- The coop's on his property. - Bullshit.

Yeah. He's leasing it from Bessems there.

Bessems? That coop's been there for 30 years, Herman. 30 years!

- If you just had that in writing... - Jesus, Herman. Are you deaf or what?

Okay.

- Oh, and Gaby? - Huh?

I didn't see that. Not today.

Tomorrow's a different story, okay?

Fuck.

Kuif!

Hey. Hey, hey.

Stop the car. Stop the car! Hey, hey! Are you crazy? Stop it!

- Bye, hon. - Bye, mom! Bye!

Hat on.

Do you ever turn this thing on?

You need to hurry. There's a herd of Germans coming in

and they can't get in their rooms yet. Yilderim's going nuts.

I'd like to go to my room now.

Of course. I understand...

You want your rooms.

We're very sorry.

But if you wait in the lobby, we'll have your room ready in a minute.

Thank you for your patience.

Bouillon?

Good Lord.

Throw that chicken in the soup. Go on.

Get to work. And, Gaby, this ends today.

Three problems in one month is too much, you know.

Guten Tag, Auf Wiedersehen, that's all the German I know.

I don't want to keep cleaning rooms my whole life.

Sorry.

Didn't get much sleep?

He worries when I don't get enough sleep.

He worries about the baby, because there must be something wrong with the baby.

We would've gone extinct ages ago if men ever had to worry about giving birth.

A little bit more. A little more.

Stop! Stop, yeah, that's fine.

Okay. And stop. Yeah. Okay. That's fine. Yeah, all good.

Everything okay?

She didn't want to walk again. I'm done.

Mom!

Mrs. Zelissen?

Mrs. Zelissen.

Here. Some extra for the trouble.

Come on, please.

You happy now?

Suit yourself then. You can be alone if you want.

And if you need to use the john, you can do it yourself.

Shit.

Fuck.

Oh!

I hate you!

Kuif!

Do you want me to be the polar bear hunter?

- No! - You can shoot me, then.

I promise you I'll die very slowly.

No, go away!

Hey.

You always forget about me.

I've got mail from Papa.

You want to read it?

Look.

- Pretty, huh? - Yeah.

"My sweet boy. Today, I've spotted 10 enormous polar bears.

That's a new record!

One of them got a little too curious.

I was trying to film it, when it suddenly got too close.

Luckily, we had our snowmobiles, so we got out of there as quick as possible.

The temperature here also set a new record.

Last night, it was minus 52 degrees Celsius."

- Cold. - Whoa, that's really cold.

Aren't you glad you're here instead? Huh?

Yeah?

"I've received your drawing. It's beautiful.

PS. The polar bears also had a little baby.

It still had some baby fur on its head.

Try to guess which name I gave him."

It starts with a K and it ends with a F.

Do you know what it is?

- That's easy. - Really?

A K and an F... that's my name!

You're so good at this! How did you get so smart?

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Hey! Hey!

Keep your filthy hands off my damn tree!

Ma'am, this tree isn't yours. It's on my property.

- Understood? - The tree is mine.

Hey, hey! Hey! What the hell are you doing? Are you crazy?

Ma'am, please, back off, otherwise somebody might get hurt.

I don't need an accident.

Accidents, yeah. Heaven forbid.

Oh. Oh, no. Hey, no!

Okay.

So you slammed into this man's home while driving at high speed by accident?

- By accident! - And you...

you shifted into reverse and ended up hitting that billboard?

By accident.

You really need to relax, Herman.

- Yeah. - No one can keep going like this.

- There's a lot that can go wrong. - Herman.

Look, sepsis, hydrocephalus, a breech birth.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! - Babies are just so...

Enough of that! That's enough. Okay?

Can we maybe focus on the fact that this nice woman here

has wrecked my stuff?

- Mother...! - Whoa, whoa, whoa! Relax.

- Gaby. - Herman.