What's up? - I'm trying it out.
You're crazy!
Look what we found in the house.
Grandpa's gun. - Fuck!
With bullets. - Don't play with it, Zak.
I'm not playing. - Put it away.
I'm just looking. - Fucking put it away!
You want to go in there?
It's ok, I know it.
It's ok, I know it! It's Beef's place.
We put in 10 each.
Thanks.
Right, I'm going.
You'll wait for me?
Got much left?
2... 2.50 And two 20-notes as well.
And at home?
Cut it out, Zak.
Are you a faggot? - No.
Are you sure?
Sure you're not a faggot? - No, I'm not.
Are you sure? You faggot! I knew it, my kid brother's a faggot.
Cut it out! - You're a faggot, ok.
You're the faggot.
What are you doing with those little shits?
What are you doing with them?
Ok, let's go. - Is that Beef?
No, that's not him. - He's not Beef?
That's Angel. - Why did he hit you?
Fucking drive, ok!
Got it? - Yeah.
Shit, I've dropped my roach!
Is rowing tough? - Anyone can row.
You know how? - Who drives Grandpa's car?
Doesn't mean you can row.
Who taught you to drive? - I did.
How old are you? - 15.
And you? - 15.
And you? - 17. Just kidding. 14.
You're not 14. - 13 and 3/4.
That's not 14.
Someone's coming, guys!
Shit!
Isn't that the guy who hit you?
What does he want? - I have to go.
Don't go. - I have to.
Why?
He's my brother.
Shit...
They're doing a U-turn!
Hello? Mum, where are you?
No, I'm fine. Seth's right here next to me.
He's fine too. Where are you?
When are you coming for us?
Ah, ok.
Why?
Yes... When?
No. Not at all.
Mum?
Well?
She can't come back yet.
She'll come and fetch us later.
She doesn't give a damn about us. - Stop it.
She doesn't love us, Zak.
Stop it.
Can we go?
Angel did that to you? - Yeah.
Does it hurt?
No.
What's up with you two? I'm used to this.
Is this the problem? - No.
What then?
We're out of cash. - Totally broke?
We searched the house and found nothing.
We're broke.
I can bring you stuff to eat. - No, it's ok.
We pinch stuff from the neighbor’s cellar.
All we can do is hang out here all day long.
It sucks. We can't even buy any weed.
And this?
It's for the car.
Great, so let's go out for a ride.
The car runs on petrol. That could be heating oil.
There's nothing marked on it. - Put some in the mower.
If it conks out, that means it's heating oil.
He keeps watching us all the time. What a pain in the ass!
Are we gonna wait much longer?
- It has to finish the petrol.
But if we've put petrol in, it'll never stop! - Indeed.
We could wait for ages.
Let's go, Zak.
This is a good one.
I need to pee. - So piss in the river.
He's really pissing. - Shit, I splashed my trousers.
Row faster. - Shit!
Make him piss on himself. - I'm soaked.
I pissed on the boat too.
You jerk, Zak, we sit there. - Not my fault.
For God's sake. - Is it my fault?
Prick! Just be more careful. - I'll clean up.
What with? - I pissed on myself, dammit!
Look.
Fucking hell! - You jerk.
Don't move. - We have to find it.
Got it.
We can't kill a duck.
We're not killing a duck, we're trying a gun.
Killing a duck sucks. - We're just shooting at one.
We need a target. - Use a tree.
Trees don't move.
I won't kill it, just shoot at it. - What if you hit it?
I won't. - What if you do?
Missed again. - My turn.
Fuck!
Go a bit closer.
They're not real bullets!
Fucker...
Seen this blaze? - You're good.
I'll teach you one day.
Why does your brother hit you?
He's an asshole. - And your parents say nothing?
They're too old.
I don't give a damn anyway.
I'm gonna split.
You're going away? - Yeah, for good.
Where'll you go? - Dunno. South, to Spain.
Life's easy there. It's easy to get papers.
It's easy to get work. You party, you pick fruit...
You have money to see the year out.
The girls are beautiful, it's sunny all the time.
You smoke good dope.
No one pisses you off.
I just need to get some cash.
How about you? - What?
Will your mum be back soon? - I doubt it.
What'll you do?
Dunno.
You'll get money easily...
with the house.
Beef rents places for 3 months.
Just long enough to harvest his weed.
Then he splits. - Just 3 months?
Yeah, I heard Angel say. - Does he pay well?
Yeah, I think so.
Why's he called Beef? - He worked in an abattoir.
He used to kill bulls. One blow, between the eyes.
So why isn't he called Bull?
Bull and Beef is the same thing.
He did it to a guy once. He stared right at him
and hit him between the eyes.
The guy was dead before he hit the floor.
He killed him? - You bet.
If he stares at your forehead and doesn't speak, that's a bad sign.
How did they know he was dead if he didn't hit the ground?
People saw it. - But how could they tell?
You can tell when someone's dead. - How?
It's when your eyes turn white
and roll all the way back.
I can roll my eye back. - All the way back?
Yeah. - Go on then.
You can't.
I'm doing it. - You're squinting.
I'm not. - I'll show you.
See, you can do it and you're not dead.
You said you had to be dead.
If we see Beef, will you come too?
You'd rent the house out? - Got a better plan?
Coming with us?
Yeah.
We can all gang up on Angel.
Yeah, sure.
We'll waste Angel's ass.
He's a piece of shit. What a fucking fuckwad.
I'll tell him, "C'mon then, Angel."
I'll waste the motherfucker.
You hit my pal, fucker? Motherfucker!
Piece of shit! Screw you! Fuckwad!
Shithead! - Motherfucking asshole!
Motherfucking asshole!
Fucker!
Fuck your mother!
She's your mum too, dickhead! - Screw her!
Motherfucker! - Motherfucking asshole!
Will Beef be here soon?
Have some more Coke.
Thanks. - Want some?
No thanks.
Just a drop then.
Stop it! You're crazy. - He's got so much.
Forget about it. Just shut up.
It's our grandfather's house.
He died last year and the house is empty. It's free.
Free to grow weed there.
It belongs to me and my brother.
What about your parents?
My parents work abroad.
They never come back. Hardly ever.
We don't stay here because we have school.
We don't live here.
We have a big house in Brussels.
We only come here in summer, my brother and me.
The house is free except in summer when we're here.
What do your parents do?
They work in an embassy. - Which country?
Spain. - Yeah, Spain.
How many rooms?
Loads. It's a big house.
Is it hooked up to the mains?
Yeah.
I'll need to see it.
Think it'll work?
I think so.
Seen this?
He gave it to you?
Yeah, it's a good sign.
Are you worried? - No.
It'll be ok. Sure you're not worried?
No, I'm not worried. - Sure?
I'm sure.
Go for it.
Fuck...
Dany!
Where the hell were you? - I was texting Mum.
Steady, that stuff's hot.
I know. It's better. - Why?
When you eat spicy food, your ass stings.
When you shit after spicy food, your ass stings.
So? - When your ass stings, wank off.
It's more powerful, like banging a girl.
It's true. The pain makes it better.
So wank with a knife in your arm!
No, you jerk. The pain's inside your ass
and your ass is just next to your balls.
Try it. You'll see.
Give me that. - Here.
Just a second.
Give me some.
You can't eat that. - Wanna bet?
It burns!
Cut it out!
Are you nuts or what?
Zak, shut up!
Think the neighbor saw us?
There's a cellar?
Yes. Just there.
It's a bit far for me.
And it's not that big.
We're interested but you'll need to empty the place completely.
Completely.
How'll you manage that?
I know a second-hand dealer who could take the lot
and give you a fair price for it.
Ok?
All right.
We'll need to change the locks and you can't come back
until we harvest 6 months from now.
Not 3 months? - 6 months.
We have to leave for 6 months?
For the rent, we checked on the Net.
The going rate around here is 850 a month.
That's all?
Rates fall during a recession.
As a workshop, the rent has to be lower.
It's a long way too. The neighbors won't like a dog
so I'll need someone to guard it.
All extra costs. - We can give you 400 a month.
All right.
Whose car is it?
It was Grandpa's.
I'll take it too.
All right.
Wow, it's not bad.
Sure they're not here?
It's their holiday home but they never come.
How do we get in? - Round the back.
Shit!
It's cool here.
Come on.
What if they turn up and find us here?
They won't come now. The summer's over.
Not even at weekends.
We could stay 6 months?
If you don't screw up.
It's packed!
Italian, Flemish...
It's good.
Try this.
It's good. - You're nuts!
It's disgusting. - Hey, guys...
Go easy, guys.
Shit, it's strong.
What are you doing?
Shit, it's stuck.
My balls!
Know what that is? - You bet.
So what is it? - The pill.
What's it for? - It's to avoid having babies.
No, it's for women's periods. - Bullshit!
You take the pill to sleep with your boyfriend.
With my boyfriend? He's wasted.
Shit, it's stinging my eyes!
Fucking wake up, guys. There's people here.
They're here. Zak, fucking wake up.
Move it!
Zak!
Does it smell nice?
Yes, very nice.
Here.
Thank you, ma'am.
What?
Get lost!
It's not a lot. He says Beef will pay the rest.
Yeah?
It's weird.
There's nothing left.
We had no choice without her here. - I know.
I'm just saying it's weird with nothing here.
Had a dye job done?
That's cute.
You look like the three little pigs.
Why are you here?
This is our place.
No, not anymore.
It's Beef's place and I work for Beef.
Don't fucking come here.
You've got 5 minutes to grab your stuff and get out.
If I see you anywhere near here, even once,
I'll waste you.
You, you and you.
Especially you.
What?
Get outta here!
Cut it out.
Cut it out!
Here he is.
I've got stuff for you. Blankets...
Boots, pans, a blade, milk... - A what?
A blade? A knife.
I've got my sleeping bag.
I'm coming to the hut too.
Shall we go?
It's ok, it's not too bad.
We're sinking, guys! - Shit, it's slipping.
It's slipping! My boots... - Help me.
Fucking help me, will you!
The damn thing's slipping, ok!
You pain in the ass, Zak!
Cut it out, guys!
Shit...
I'm fucking soaked.
What do we do now?
Where are you going? - I want my blanket.
Shit, it's soaked. Pain in the ass.
Here.
Are you mad?
You didn't catch it. - See where you threw it?
I threw it fine.
Cut it out. - What?
Catch this one. - What's wrong with you?
Easy, guys!
Can't you stop sulking? It's a drag. - I'm not sulking.
For fuck's sake, Zak. - You're gross.
What do we do now?
Hello.
Is Beef here?
No.
We've come about the rent.
We're out of cash. Beef hasn't paid us yet.
Beef handles all that.
When'll he be back? - I don't know.
Today? - Not today, no.
When? - Don't come back today.
When? - I don't know but not today.
Tell him we came. - Don't come back until tomorrow.
Yes, ok.
But can you tell him we came?
Yes.
Goodbye.
Seth!
That's bullshit. He's here.
Why did she keep saying not to come back today? He's here.
He doesn't want to pay us.
They're screwing with us.
What are you doing?
Where are you going?
Are you fucking stupid?
Cut it out! Fucking stop!
Piss off!
Cut it out!
Move! Fucking move!
Well? - She said I was ok.
Does it still hurt? - No, I'm ok.
You? - I'm ok.
We're in the shit now.
Yeah.
You gave that fucker a real beating.
I said I'd waste his ass.
If he finds me, he'll kill me.
So let's stay here. - We can't.
If we stay, she'll have problems.
Her too.
So what do we do?