Villa Sunset.
Five rooms. Infinity pool.
And because he's a friend of Harm's, 50% discount.
Holy shit!
Okay. Long weekend. Thursday through Sunday.
Hey, Danny. These new friends of yours, are they coming?
It's just us and the girls.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
-End of the open friendship? -Ah…
Oh. Sorry, guys. It's my lawyer.
I wanna celebrate the fact we're all back.
I mean, I'm finally back with Pam. Mike is back with Stevie.
Greg is still with Merel, and Ief… you're, uh,
in transition, so you count as both.
-I wanna get far away from this mess. -Yeah.
-Oh! Johanna's flooding me with texts. -So she's going all out?
She wants us to sue Levi since she believes that the dismissal was illegal.
Fight the good fight.
There's nothing good about it. It was a misunderstanding.
Guys. We don't know how to have fun anymore.
What if it's the last chance we got?
-What? -War, climate change, or… döner kebab.
-Anything can go wrong at any time. -What? So…
-Yeah? -Yeah.
ROOSTERS
-Okay, I'll call and book it, yeah? -Okay, then. Yeah.
-I'll see you on the plane in two weeks. -Oh no.
Yeah, but you guys ran off to Knokke by yourselves like a week ago.
-But you're invited. -Ibiza?
Mm-hmm. Uh-huh.
Oh, I'd kill for some time away, actually.
-Mom? -No. No.
-The kids aren't coming, are they? -Of course not.
I said this was a vacation. Can they stay with any of their friends?
Four nights, Greg?
-We have one option. -No.
Yeah.
Nine hundred and sixty euros for four days?
How do you manage to sleep at night?
Ten euros per hour is normal.
-They're your grandkids! -But they're also nuts.
Huh? "Balance insufficient"? That's impossible.
Here's 500. I'll send you the remainder soon.
I want it all in cash. Your father doesn't need to know.
Then I'll give you the rest later.
Be careful, or you'll get robbed.
I'm so happy that you're going to Ibiza, hon.
I'm sure you could use it. Mm?
Ah, check it out, my old Hitkrant collection.
Oh man, my childhood self is freaking out.
-Store room or the garbage pile? -Huh? No way.
-Huh? -Hi…
Dude…
You must be Ivo. Hey, man. I'm Joris. Hey.
Ah! Great to meet you, dude.
Desirée tells me you can play a mean padel.
Nice! We gotta play together.
Well… Yeah.
-Um… Got a minute to talk, Dee? -Yeah.
Sure.
What the hell? Who is that?
Joris. He's my number… 15.
His wife caught us in bed, and she just kicked him out.
-What? -No, it's okay. He was gonna leave her.
I thought you were moving out, not letting guys move in here with us.
It'll barely be a week or two.
-Then why are you helping Joris unpack? -Where should I put Terry?
That was his first pet. He was so fond of him.
Hey, look, Pop. I guess we got that dog you wanted.
When I get back from Ibiza, I want your lunatic and his dog out of my house.
Try being a little empathetic.
One woman to another.
So, Ibiza. Midlife crisis?
No, smarty-pants. We're going as couples. And not to party, but to sit back.
Oh. Nice.
So who's in your couple?
Have you lost your mind? Ibiza with the boys and their partners?
Maybe we've started to grow up, Stevie.
Well, it's about time you did. But I still don't know.
But…
Things aren't that great between us right now.
Going to Ibiza with everyone?
But we're gonna relax. That's the whole point, 'kay?
Rest is very good for a man's sperm, so I hear--
Mike. I'm already 35. I don't have time to wait for a miracle.
-A miracle? -Yes.
That your one half-dead cell in the endless sea of all-dead cells
will somehow find my egg.
Jesus, Stevie.
I've thought this through. We're going for a donor.
That's a lottery. You don't know what you're gonna get.
But what if we go to London? You just choose out of a catalog.
It's just like buying a new car.
Listen. We can also have this conversation under the sun,
on the beach, with a mojito. Hm?
I'm not gonna want to talk on and on while everyone--
I'm not gonna want that either.
Listen, too much stress isn't good for my sperm.
-Stop talking about your sperm! -So I… Yeah, yeah.
-Oh! Andrea… is coming too. -Why?
Don't want her and Hristo to have the house to themselves.
I think the damage has been done.
Ah.
I thought we were gonna keep it simple, pack light for this.
Your bag's about to burst.
It's just toiletries.
And a hair dryer. And a straightener.
A straightener? Why don't you use a tie when it gets dirty?
What?
You know me?
Why is their cleaning lady coming?
Great! We won't have to clean up at all.
-I-bi-za! -Ah!
-You too, huh? -What?
What did you pack in there?
-Just a few outfits. -Was there a memo that I didn't get?
My love. Oh…
-We're back in just a few days, Andrea. -Señora.
Excuse me. Ugh. I know.
I had to print out the boarding passes.
But they said you had to do it on an app, I guess.
And then I couldn't get my phone to connect to the printer.
Hey, I thought you said no kids.
I'm no less childish than you are, Danny.
Yeah.
Now I feel like a terrible mother, to boot.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Mike. Mike.
-Mike. -Come on, go.
-We're not allowed to. -Just do it.
-Mike, sorry. Mike. -Yeah?
-Could you get me a beer? -Yeah.
-Wine also. Fill it up. -Um, I can't…
-Here, take this. -Hey, Good Life, you gonna eat that?
-No. Okay. Okay. Okay. -Yeah.
Sure. Thanks. Yeah. Oh.
-The other one too. -Mike. How about that one?
-The white. -You have a good flight.
Yeah. 'Kay. You too.
Ah man. Oof, sorry.
Seriously, even Andrea flies business class. We are such cheapskates.
A complete waste of cash on a short flight.
-I hope all their luggage gets lost. -Merel. Hey, no.
This is cool. A father-daughter adventure.
I love you.
When I see what an intelligent, fun,
bright, strong young woman you've grown into, it, uh,
fills me with pride.
Sorry. What'd you say?
Oh. Nothing. Nothing.
You know, say what you want about them… but they have good taste.
Hey, Mike. This pool's way bigger than your pool.
No, they're roughly equal.
So, uh, what exactly does Harm's guy do to get this place?
Man, gay people are stinking rich. That's what happens when you have no kids.
-A kid costs a Ferrari, you know. -Don't forget the lessons.
-Hey, pick your rooms guys. -Oh, yeah!
Let's go! You go left, I go right.
-This one! -I want this.
The rooms are all the same!
The rooms are all the same, huh? This is like Bert and Ernie.
We can push the beds together. Don't worry.
Mm.
Uh, what are you doing?
Well, Greg, I'm calling your mother to ask about the kids.
No, don't. Besides, they're at school.
-This weekend is all about us. -Okay.
We see ourselves as parents and forget that we're a couple too.
-I know. -Yeah.
That's why you slept with your personal trainer.
-Why drag that up now? -Sorry.
-That's not funny. -No. I know. Bad example. Sorry.
Hey. Ooh. Um, the beach awaits.
-Beach bar. -Oh? Mm-hmm.
-Sangria. -Mm-hmm.
-Oh my God. Sangria! -Yes!
Pizza Margherita for 30 euros?
Guys, should I order us a bottle of wine, you think?
Good idea. I'll pay for the house. You take care of the rest.
-Patriarchal. -Not at all.
The women are welcome to pitch in.
-Oh, thank you. -Speaking of women in charge…
What did Kristel ultimately do to get fired?
Oh, she wasn't actually fired. She chose to leave the company.
She invited him over to her house and requested a… foot massage.
No, she never asked, she put her feet in my lap.
That's not intimidating. That's a bit of flirting.
What if it were flipped? Your boss put you in a similar position?
-I am the boss. -Did she molest you?
No, God, no.
There was one time she put her hand on my knee. So…
And she threw coffee on you so you had to take off your shirt.
-Yeah. -And then she got you a new shirt.
-Huh? Mm. -Mm.
No.
I don't know, but I think firing her was excessive in this example.
Exactly. I told you. You should've slept with her, man.
Pardon?
How far does a woman need to go before it's sexual harassment?
Ief, women aren't as intimidating.
-Well… -Okay. Are we done talking about this?
-All right, let's drink. Hey, Pablo! -Come on, behave.
What? He looks like a Pablo. Ah, you guys, you guys…
Hey, here's some good news.
-I just heard back about a boat. -Seriously?
-Through Harm's friend. -Aren't boats huge polluters?
-Divided by eight, it's not so bad. -Nope.
-They use a ton of gas. -And they're expensive.
-Uh, can we rent paddleboats instead? -Too bad. I already booked it.
Mm.
Hey!
Come on, come on, give it to me. Give it to me. Oh, that's great.
-That's great. -Yeah?
Good, a little bit more. Just more. Yeah, go like…
Ah, isn't love beautiful?
-Uh, Greg. -Hmm?
-You're ruining the pic. -But I'm cleaning the water.
Oh, can't we stay in this house and live here forever?
Just say the word.
Yeah, yeah! Sangria! I whipped this up here.
A lot better than those beach drinks.
-Are you gonna drink the entire time? -Duh, hello, I'm on holiday.
Have a nice night, everyone.
-See ya! -Where you going?
-I have a date. -Here? With who?
With a boy from school. He's on vacation with friends.
-Hey, turn location sharing on. -That drains my battery too much.
-I wanna know where you are, Tess! -Bye, Dad!
Jesus. Johanna.
Oh. You should answer it.
Oh, hi, Johanna. Nice to see you, but I'm in Ibiza, uh, right now so, uh…
-Why do you have a Tinder account? -An idea my daughter had.
-Let me finish. -You asked me.
On your profile, you describe yourself as,
"A sweet, gentle man, but also rough around the edges."
Yeah, that was all written by my daughter. She just left. Otherwise, she'd--
Ivo, I don't have time for bullshit. Just tell me, do you identify as a woman?
Yes or no?
I guess I'm really more… gender-fluid.
You know what, Ivo? Ask your daughter to defend you.
because I don't want to deal with you anymore.
What? No, Johanna, listen. I can explain.
No, goddammit, fucking hell!
Sorry.
Guys, good news… Through Harm's friend, I got us a reservation at Robalo,
the best restaurant in Ibiza!
-Robalo? -Ooh!
Uh, wait a minute. Why don't we just eat here tonight?
I already booked it.
Oh, Andrea. There's no need. We're not going to cook anyway.
-Well, what about tomorrow? -We're going sailing. You're coming with.
-I can't swim. -Then we'll just get a little sun.
-It's good for the baby, some vitamin D. -Mm-hmm.
Got a minute?
Yeah. Yeah.
-When was this? -Now. This is live.
Hristo is doing it on our sofa.
Is that the woman who cleans the neighbor's house?
What difference does it make? That… That wild ape!
Oh no, what should we do?
Hristo! You're fired!
-Wait! Now he'll just rob us blind! -Oh yeah.
Okay, you're not fired, but we really have to talk!
-Ugh. And Andrea is head over heels. -And she's pregnant. We have to tell her.
-Really? -Yeah.
-Can we think it over and discuss it? -Yeah.
Oh, I'm so sad for her.
'Kay, I wanna shower before the hot water runs out.
What a terrible situation.
Uh… No, no…
Not in the dining room either!
Filthy bastard.
Yes!
Milady.
Why didn't you say anything? Now I'm like the ugly duckling.
-You look fantastic. -In my Jesus Nikes?
-I'm totally underdressed. -Stop already.
We're spending a fortune on this trip, and you're just acting cranky.
-No. -Mm-hmm.
You're not underdressed. And, uh…
That was hard for me.
I really didn't see it coming.
Oh, that's great.
Tess. You're not responding, and your location is turned off.
Are you dead?
-Ief, leave her alone. Isn't she 18? -And 18-year-olds don't get roofied?
Señorita. Can we have seven tequilas? Por favor.
Give me an encore.
-Give me an encore? -I mean, shouldn't we slow down?
No, no. You know what they say, right?
Tequila might not be the answer, but it's worth a shot.
Okay, now here's to old friends.
-Puta madre. -Yeah…
How… how's the sea? Looking calm? Uh, can we get a refund at this point?
You're all so wimpy. Once we get out on the water,
you'll be back in business, okay?
And now… here's our boat.
You know, I'm really not a fan of boats. I just wanna go back to the villa.
-Buenos días. Good morning. -Are you sure?
Welcome aboard.
Andrea, you want any seasickness meds?
I'm pregnant.
-You need anything for seasickness? -I'm self-medicating.
What? No! You don't want to do that, do you?
What's your problem? They're just breasts, who cares?
I mean, I don't, but my friends would.
Aren't you a huge fan of the '90s? Everyone walked around topless.
The '90s were phenomenal.
You could lie in the park without a care in the world.
If you'd prefer, I have an extra UV shirt for you.
Ugh.
Why can't he be topless?
Oh, Captain, my Captain.
Hey, honey. Can I hit you with some SPF? The sun is twice as strong on the water.
Oh, man, why aren't we rich?
Greg! Take a photo for Facebook!
Oh. She's enjoying herself, huh? The boat was a good idea, wasn't it?
I mean, this is the life, right? Love it.
-Shall I take the photo? -Oh yeah.
-Okay. -Oh no. No, no.
-My husband will take the picture. -Okay.
Yes. Yes.
-Fifteen missed calls from school? -What?
-I have 19 missed calls. -What? Huh?
Why do they call you more often?
-Yeah. Mothers are the reliable ones. -Ah. That's what they think.
Hey, Esther. Hi. What's the matter?
Two boys were fighting over Sky. A third boy from another class joined in.
Yeah, okay, but isn't that normal?
These boys all like the same girl when they're that age.
It's not normal that Sky says she has an open relationship.
"Just like her parents."
I'm sorry, what? Jesus, those kids hear every damn thing.
Yeah, we found that an old-fashioned monogamous marriage didn't work.
-That's probably why I tried to kiss you. -Sorry?
Uh, she gave me a lot of signs.
-Are you kidding? -Can we talk about Sky for now, please?
One boy hit another boy in the face with a stick.
So now he's at the hospital,
and experts are attempting to preserve his eye if they can.
His eye?!
Andrea?
Are you okay? The wind has settled down.
And the view on the deck is really something special.
Too bad Hristo can't see it.
Yeah.
Hristo…
Yeah.
Yeah. Don't you think you're rushing into this relationship a bit?
Hristo and I are amor.
He is my prince charming and my heart.
Oh, Andrea, sorry. He was unfaithful.
Your prince… he was messing with another woman on the security camera.
Ms. Stevie, that's not a thing Hristo would do.
Sorry.
Andrea.
Where are you going?
Andrea? Andrea!
Oh my God! Mike!
-What? -She can't swim.
-Danny! -Man overboard!
-She's a woman. -Are you serious? Come on.
I can't do lifesaving swimming.
-What? You're not going snorkeling! -What if she sank to the bottom already?
-I don't see her. -You don't?
No.
-Hurry! -I don't see!
Come on!
-No. She's underwater. -Where?
-No! I don't see her! -There!
Yes!
-Oh, thank God! -I was right behind him.
I'm so glad you and the baby are okay.
-Well? -A few sleeping pills knocked her out.
She really needed sleep.
-She's pregnant. She can't have that. -Stress isn't good either.
Man, what a day.
If the captain hadn't gotten her, who would?
Thinking back, none of the ladies jumped in.
-You say you want to be equal. -Yeah.
But they only want to when it's convenient.
-All right, people. I'm heading out. -Okay.
-I thought we could hang out tonight. -We hung out together this whole time.
You slept through most of it.
We've gotta go home now.
That kid's gonna lose his eye. And it's on us.
Did you become an eye doctor all of a sudden?
Nothing we can do.
Even if it was an accident, you think it would be polite to reach out?
Tess sent the driving examiner to the hospital,
and she hasn't sent her flowers.
What? She got in an accident? She only said that she didn't pass.
She was completely drunk.
-Because you told her to drink beer. -One beer, but to relax. That's it.
Wait a minute. I'm sorry. My daughter was drunk, you let her drive?
-It's okay. Right? Yeah, let's move on. -No, I will not move on, Greg.
Actually, this is the perfect time for us to address the elephant in the room.
What elephant?
Merel's drinking problem.
You think I'm an alcoholic?
Come on, now!
Come on, Ief, we're in Ibiza. Even the fish drink alcohol.
-Yeah. -Why don't I ask Harm's friend if he has--
I don't care what Harm's friend says!
We'll order a pizza or two, we'll play a game, and chill here.
-Great. -What if…
we all watch the pilot of Mike's new series?
-Yeah! -No. The… The sound really sucks.
We don't care about that.
Yeah, Mike, we're all very curious to see what you've been working on.
-Beer, pizza, the premiere of Roosters! -Yeah!
-I just want to get laid! -Mariette, have a cup of coffee.
Why an open relationship? What we have is perfect.
When you were the only one sleeping with people?
And to think she only went to that damn gym because of me.
What a slut!
But, guys, don't be so sexist. Remember what Bas said.
Only a real man can handle a successful woman.
You've just gotten meaner since you became famous.
-I thought it was very inspiring. -Right, this new masculinity is bullshit.
It's just a money grab!
That guy is laughing his head off. And he's making a fortune.
If you're so smart, why don't you start your own course?
-Yeah! -Now that's a great idea, man.
-Let's get a drink. -Yeah, and you're buying. Come on.
-I gotta go home now. -What? Hey… no.
We'll add some music, you know.
Is that how I seem to you? As a dumb bimbo?
-This is fiction. -That was us. Fiction, my ass.
Yeah. And I'm the horny one who's always getting drunk.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on. Okay, okay. Listen.
It may be that I've been…
I was a little inspired by, uh, things from our lives.
"By things from our lives"? Mike, that was our lives! Word for word.
You are getting paid to make us look like idiots.
-No. No. I… -Actually, I thought that I was okay.
Ivo, no, it isn't you. Got me? It isn't you. It's fiction.
Mike, just stop lying. We're your friends. Friendship is based on trust.
-It is not putting everyone on cable TV. -Yeah. I'm not an alcoholic.
You guys, relax already. It's really not that bad.
Mike has immortalized our boring lives. Thanks to him, we're gonna be famous.
-I'm already famous. -Friendship is also about sharing.
That's just as important as trust. And we shared our experiences with Mike.
Oh yeah? Then I've also got something to share.
-No. No. -Mike would like to impregnate you.
-With the sperm of his brother. -No! Not true.
-Patrick? -That is false.
-Oh yeah? -I canceled it.
You don't want a donor, but you'd take it from your weird brother?
Sweetheart, it's… Listen, my love… I… I will kill you. I'll kill you!
Sharing. Huh?
Before we broke up, you'd been with more women than just Tina?
-You heard him. It's fiction. -Oh, now it's fiction?
Well, you're not exactly Ms. Wholesome, are you, Pam?
Let's, uh… talk about that old geezer and his son?
-Your bestie likes to share too. -Oh!
-Danny got blown by a man. -What?
Hmm. No big deal, so what? My girlfriend is very open-minded. Right?
-But now you're gay? -What? Gay?
Bicurious? A little. No, no that phase is over now.
-It's… uh… Pam, hey! -Pam!
You did it with that girl in our threesome.
-That's totally different! -Why?
-Oh, that's… that's… what is it? -Uh, sexist.
Yeah! Sexist! Pam!
Ugh. Your mother.
-No. No. -Yeah.
-No. Don't answer it. -Buzz off.
All right.
-Hey, sweetie. What's up? -Hey, something happened at school.
We know, Sky. Listen.
Just because we're in an open marriage, it doesn't mean that…
What? Open marriage?
Damn it, why didn't you say Grandma was right there?
Oh Greg, your poor children are left without a single role model.
No wonder they're out of control!
Great material for season two, I guess.
I gave you a second chance, and you do this.
Sweetheart, we gave each other a second chance.
You came and found me in Knokke.
Mike, you came to crash my book presentation.
Look, Stevie…
I canceled the thing with Patrick!
And I'm canceling this thing with you, Mike. I'm leaving. Bye!
Thanks, man. What a trip. Super! Top-notch.
You and your open relationship!
I'm only doing it for you! You felt trapped by the routine!
-But the whole thing just drives me nuts. -I know!
Stop!
Oh, Andrea, honey, come on. Let's get out of here, all right?
No!
I won't support you running away. Mr. Mike is a good man.
He's not going around, screwing other women.
You people have everything, but you're still not happy.
Más amor, gente.
A little more love, please!
Who saw that coming?
She keeps your household running and your relationship.
Ivo Hofman versus Buijsman Architects
regarding the unlawful dismissal of the plaintiff.
The plaintiff says he's a woman.
Don't you have a lawyer?
Uh, no, that's not necessary. I want to withdraw all of the charges.
-Is that how you say it? -Mr. Hofman. Or would you prefer Ms.?
No. Mr. I'd like to explain.
About a year ago, my friends and I took a course on New Masculinity.
Very good. I'd… suggest it.
The four of us still need to digest and process what it means.
For example, what is a man? And what is a woman?
And I know it sounds simple, but it really isn't.
-Mr. Hofman-- -I'll get to the point. I will.
My friends and I had to reevaluate what we knew. All of it.
These are for you.
It'll be okay. I know it. High five. Down low.
The way we speak now. The way we think.
The way we behave with a partner. The way we raise our children.
Mom, I really don't like him with only one eye.
We're gonna have to break up.
Uh, sure, I get it, baby, but you're not doing it now.
Yeah, you can't stay with a man just out of pity, can you?
-You certainly can. -Huh?
Monogamous heterosexual couples struggle too. Who are we? What do we want?
-I am not gay. -You're a great actor, I'll give you that.
No, I had to piss, and I was blind drunk with glasses of wine in my hands.
-Before I knew, he was there-- -Hey. Mental picture.
Yeah. Nobody is 100% straight, you know.
Right? You said you were modern.
I can't be that modern, Dan. I can't.
Even the way we have children is changing.
Stevie! Stevie!
Stevie, please! I--
-Your boarding pass. Excuse me, sir. -Oh, hey. Sorry.
How much do you want? For your boarding pass.
-Leave me alone, Mike! -I…
Oh. Come on, please, look. She's going to London. Yeah?
She wants a doctor to inseminate her, and I have to… I have to go there. Please.
In the movies, the guy gets through! Stevie!
It's not surprising that we sometimes get confused
by all these changes.
I'm very sorry if I hurt anybody. It was not on purpose.
I really tried to be a new man and do good.
And in the end, I did bad.
It's not easy to be a new man in this world.
To meet the demands of modern society.
It is… difficult.
So, if I understand correctly, this course turned you into a woman?
No. I'm afraid it didn't. I'm sorry I wasn't clear.
I may be transitioning. However, it's… into a new man.
Yeah, so when she does something with a woman, it's experimenting.
I do something with a man… I'm a homo.
I mean, seriously, where is the equality?
Yeah, precisely. Who says Stevie can have a kid whenever she wants and I can't?
-Nature does, dude. -Yeah.
I read online that they designed an artificial womb
and are using stem cells instead of an egg cell.
-Wow, let's have a baby, then, my love. -Yeah.
You know what it is? We evolved way too fast.
The mass population, they just can't keep up.
Guys, we're like a flower that loses its petals.
Soon, we will bloom again. Even nicer.
They call me gay?
I actually saw that Bram has a follow-up course.
-Oh! Let's play! -Let's go!
Oh yeah!
-When you're smilin' -Yeah, yeah, yeah
The whole world smiles with you
-When you're laughin' -Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sun comes shinin' through
But when you're cryin'
You bring on the rain
Stop your sighin'
Be happy again
-Keep on smilin' -Yeah, yeah, yeah
-When you're smilin' -Yeah, yeah, yeah
The whole world smiles with you
Keep on laughin', keep smilin'
Keep smiling
When you're smilin'
The whole world
Smiles
With you world