In this season, the work is messier.
It really smells like shit here.
The animals are scarier.
Why is that rooster attacking me?
Let go of me.
And the fight is more relentless than ever.
-What are you meddling in? -Let me finish.
I'm nice all the time.
-I say one thing and they act like this. -Come here.
The moment I can throw you out, I'll throw you out.
From living glamorously to wallowing in mud.
Yuck.
This is Heels Over the Ditch.
We won't make it to the end of the season like this.
HEELS IN THE HAY UPSET INFLUENCERS - SEASON 2
For this season, we've once again found some city slickers
who overestimate themselves and think they can survive in the Dutch countryside.
And once again, they're already fed up the moment they set foot on the farmland.
I look around, I smell the scent, and I think,
"Oh no. What have I gotten myself into?"
Sorry.
I really thought, "You can't be serious."
I was wearing stiletto heels that kept getting stuck in the ground.
There go my heels.
-Our shoes can go in the trash can now. -Yeah.
I hope there's some kind of… Not a carpet, but some kind of walkway, you know?
I sound so stupid.
My name is Daniëlle and I'm 35 years old.
You may know me from Keeping Up with the Balkjes,
The Allies and Real Girls in the Jungle.
I describe myself as a true Amsterdam diva.
I want to go home
I asked ChatGPT where milk comes from.
And I think it told me it's cow pee.
So basically, we're drinking a cow's urine.
I'm Shanta, I'm 24 years old,
and I was in Temptation Island with my boyfriend,
and in Echte Meisjes in de Jungle also.
Get lost. Just act normal.
How many farmers work here? Surely someone can help.
My sneakers are getting dirty.
I've just arrived at this farm and I've already twisted my ankle.
My heel is broken.
I think if you pick up a chicken and hit it on the belly or squeeze it,
an egg will come out.
Or two or three, depending on how many they lay.
Six? That's like a dozen.
My name is Cassidy, I'm 24 years old and I'm a mother.
And you may know me from Girls become Ladies,
Dating Harry on the Trailer Park,
Long Live Love and Take me Out, Mother Knows Best.
Give that suitcase.
Shitty farm. I'm already fed up.
How awful. It's full of shit here and it's fresh too.
-Why don't they clean it up for us? -Yeah, exactly.
-Yuck, there's shit on my heel. -I'll get poop on it.
Here we go again.
-It stinks. -There's something vile living here.
I don't see any people or animals. But I can smell animals.
What kind of animals are there here? Pigs or horses? What's going to happen?
Good morning, everyone.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
I see 11 fresh faces.
Right, Elias?
Yes, indeed.
We're in Sluis.
And Shanta, that's located in…
-Hellevoetsluis. -What?
Exactly. In Zeeland, very good.
There are 11 of you standing here.
But someone is missing.
There are very few boys, and Elias is the only straight guy.
We need another straight guy.
It must be. There are 11 of us, an odd number.
I have a little surprise.
-Could you… -He's in that crate.
…show yourself?
I'm really curious to see who it is.
Here we go again.
Like a jack-in-the-box. I'm back.
Yordi is back. Heels Over the Ditch, Season 2.
-Buddy. -Buddy, you're also here.
Thank you, Yordi, for coming to support me as a straight guy.
-Welcome, Yordi. -Thank you, Robbert.
-Good to have you back. -We're back.
You were eliminated at the very last moment.
-Yes. -And what's the goal now?
I want to show that I can literally keep my head above water in the countryside.
I'm getting my revenge for the previous season.
The cards have been reshuffled and I'm back.
Okay, guys.
You're probably curious about what kind of farm you're on.
Yes.
Floris?
-That's a real one. -Yes, that's a real cowboy.
I think he's cute.
I wouldn't like to ride him. Maybe in a rodeo or something, but…
-Good day. -Hello.
-Hi. -Good day.
Such skinny legs and such tight pants.
Shirt tucked in. Cowboy hat on top.
Such a sweetheart.
Hello.
Floris, your farm is unique.
-Jesus, man. -Oh, no.
Oh, no.
You're the only one in the Netherlands who runs a farm like this.
I'm already stressed out.
What kind of animals are there?
Are they dangerous?
That also depends a little bit on everyone's reaction.
I think this is dangerous. I'm in some kind of zoo.
So it's very important that when the animals come outside,
you don't run away.
-Come outside? -And keep quiet.
Keep quiet?
Don't scream, don't move. What are they? Elephants, giraffes?
Then you can go get them.
Wow.
They're big.
They're like dinosaurs running straight at you.
I just silently closed my eyes and I was shaking and sweating.
They're quite intimidating.
That's not what I signed up for. Risking my life for some animals.
No, Shanta. But you did for the €25,000 prize.
So you have to work hard for that.
Farmer Floris has a lot of confidence in you.
I don't expect anything from them.
-This is my wife Femke. -Hello, everyone.
I think Femke and Floris are sweet. But when they sit on the couch,
I imagine them sitting like this… "Cozy, right?"
They're like simple farmers.
They lost their virginity to each other and never considered any other options.
They're fine with things as they are.
But these farmers will put you to work and assess you.
The group is split into two.
One group is going to clean the stables with Farmer Floris.
The other is going to haul away manure with Farmer Femke.
A maximum of €100 can be earned per person.
These are the young ones, but it's a bit wet here.
This stable needs to be emptied and that's what you're going to start with.
-Just scoop the shit out? -Yes.
-Look, babies! -They're so small.
Boys and girls, we've got work to do.
We're going to clean up.
We leave the door open, because the manure has to go out on the pasture.
Of course, there's no way to avoid standing on shit or piss.
Shit and piss in this case.
I can tell you were here last year.
-Yes, definitely. -Jeez, look at him.
These smells, these aromas in my nose, they hit me immediately.
But I manage to keep myself together.
-Shit. -Don't panic.
I was a bit scared because I'd never seen an ostrich in Dubai before.
I'm Debby, I'm 37 years old.
People may know me from The Real Housewives of Antwerp.
I've actually been living in Dubai for a while. Between Dubai and Antwerp.
I love luxury. Business class, private jets, champagne, and the like.
-Is it full enough? -Is it already full, or does it need more?
The emptier it is, the more often you'll have to walk back and forth.
That stinks, dude.
A stench came out. It was just warm shit.
It was enough to make you puke.
I'm shoveling and a warm fume is coming up from the bottom of my nose
and through my throat, and at that moment I think, "This has to come out."
I have poop on my hands.
I used to be an au pair. I've looked after kids with dirty diapers.
I've changed dirty diapers, but this is next level.
This is not for people with a weak stomach.
Sorry. Oh my God, Femke.
I wanted to stop because ostriches don't like loud noises.
And I was making so much noise. I saw all the ostriches running.
And I thought, "Femke is going to fire me."
"Femke is not going to pay me."
That's not normal.
I don't know what's going on here.
That smell is really not normal, Lesley.
Watch this.
One more task related to shit, and I'll quit. ABC, set me free.
She wants to throw that shit into the wheelbarrow.
Look, this is loose.
-And she's just scooping up that poop. -Loose.
What?
And it just hits me like this, in my face.
-That was right in her face. -Just shit in my face.
Sorry, darling.
I had shit on my lip. I had shit on my necklace.
Between my boobs. In my hair. I had shit everywhere.
I smell like shit.
I have to say, the ladies are doing all the hard work.
The guys are just chit-chatting.
You see it, right? The power of women.
It's very clear that women are the stronger sex.
Those pussies are just standing outside.
You can empty that bin too. The one sitting on the hay bales.
-What is it? -What's that?
What's in there?
I went completely crazy. I screamed.
I even told my parents, "I'm not going to scream."
I have a low voice. I don't scream.
-Dead mice. -No!
Sorry.
It came out of my throat, but from the shock, really.
Take it from that side. I'll take it from the other. Don't look.
-What is that? -Don't look.
-They are mice. -And rats. Rat, rat, rat.
Luca was paranoid about the rats. But we did it. He got over his fear.
-Are they alive? -Wimps.
No, they're dead.
-Go, I don't want to see it. -Dead mice. Get real.
-Wait. -Move aside.
Honey, behave.
-They don't tell you what's in it. -I think that's sad.
One, two, three.
Oh, man.
The other group is also struggling with the division of tasks.
I want to shovel as much as possible.
-Good one. -Come here.
I look to my left and I see Lesley and Shanta feeding baby ostriches,
and I think,
"Why are they busy with those birds while we have to scoop up poop?"
"Femke, do you hate me or what?"
I like Lesley and Shanta's job better.
No, they really have a sweet life.
-Is everything going well? -Yes.
-Yes, we're doing fine. Great. -Piece of cake.
You can see it on my leg here.
-Nice. -Shit happens.
-I need two new people. -Oh, hey.
That rubbed me up the wrong way.
I put myself out there, and then I still have to do that shitty job.
-What's the task? -I'm going to explain that now.
These need to be filled with manure and then taken to the pile.
Come and drink. Yes, that's right.
I really gave my heart and soul.
I don't want to disappoint anyone. I want Femke to say,
"Harléya, well done. You're doing great, here's €100 for you."
Moisten your dry throats. That's good.
You look so beautiful up close.
Feeding those animals isn't a problem. Those animals need to eat too.
I also get grumpy when I don't eat, so I understand that.
But shoveling poop… Come on.
It's like they waited two years for us to come,
because there was so much poop.
Come on, Shanta. Just a little longer.
Fuck.
I have a vacuum cleaner at home. It does everything automatically.
I thought, "Isn't there a machine for this?"
It really smells like shit here, man.
The work was hard, but I just switched my brain off.
I don't want to be the first one who ends up with €20. I'm not like that.
I'm going to scoop poop up. Scoop, scoop.
I need a minimum of €100. And that's also the maximum.
Okay, guys. We're done.
You can now explore your sleeping quarters. It's that way.
Yes, ciao.
You don't have to tell me twice. I'm out of here.
After all that work, our city influencers are ready for a hot shower,
silky soft towels and a nice cozy bed.
Things that are taken for granted at home,
but not in this second season of Heels Over the Ditch.
-What's going to happen here? -What is this?
-We have to sleep here, right? -No!
I don't know how to react to this sleeping space, this is inhumane.
We have to put up a tent.
-We have to sleep in a tent. -I'm not sleeping in a tent.
If I have to put up a tent out here in the open using just two pieces of tarp,
then I'm slightly worried about whether the night will go well.
And that's where we have to wash ourselves, in that bathtub?
Just like in medieval times.
The eldest in the family goes first and the last one bathes in filthy water.
Then I'd rather not shower at all because I think that's cleaner than
bathing in someone else's dirty poop water.
-Oh, my fucking God. -Is that a bathtub?
That's awful.
And it's cold.
I also see that there's a drinking trough for the animals filled with ice-cold water
for us to wash ourselves in.
This is a drinking trough for the animals, right?
Exactly, we're not sleeping here, this is a game.
-Maybe we should wash the animals. -We are the animals.
Washing the animals with a bar of soap?
That bathtub is hell.
I don't fit. I'm 1.90 meters tall and that bathtub is one meter.
-I won't wash in your pussy water. -Neither will I in your dick juices.
Well, well.
That's not different.
Someone washes their dick in it, then the next person's pussy goes in.
And then the next person washes their face in it,
and brushes their teeth. I'm not doing that.
To be honest, I don't see that cowboy lying in that bathtub,
so I'm not doing that either.
Basically, all you have to do is string a rope between the poles,
so you can pull a tarp over them.
How hard could that be?
Well, pretty hard.
-How many people fit in a tent? -Those things have to go over it.
-So I have to sleep on the ground? -Why not unravel that rope first?
The instructions are written on paper. It can't be that hard.
Is anyone going to unravel the rope, or do I have to do it?
You idiots are such slackers.
Those are the things that really irritate me. I think even I'm dumb.
But how low can you go? Yeah, sorry.
Those poles go closer together than these ones.
We shouldn't go under that.
We're not on Campinglife, are we? I've never put up a tent before.
I'm Luca, I'm 25, and people might know me from K2 in Search of K3.
I find birds really scary. I'm not into farm life.
If we tie those blue things together and then go from here to there.
-Then we have a roof. -That won't fit, will it?
Yes, because we can connect that one with the other one.
I did take the leader role a bit, but you know what?
Cassidy kept saying "do this and do that."
Listen, you make the knot first and then wrap it around a few times.
Wrap it around a few times?
But what she said was wrong, and what I said was right.
So I thought, "What's up with you?"
What a pain, man.
A lot of fuss and a lot of big personalities talking all the time.
-That's what you mean, right? -No.
Are we really this dumb?
Eventually, it will get dark and then they'll go to sleep.
The blue one goes over it…
You only tie one rope on that one and one over there!
We have two tents, right?
Cassidy sounds like a chainsaw.
Luca, are you blond inside or what?
Will you get off your lazy ass and say what you mean?
If you put that thing over it, it will fall off, will it not? Jesus.
No, of course not.
-It's secured, right? -Pull the tent over it now.
-Then get that tent. -Bullshit nagging.
"Are you blond inside or…"
She really gets on my nerves.
Now I understand why you're all influencers.
-What the fuck? -Damn it.
And we were "just" influencers, and that's why we're dumb and blah, blah.
But that chick was sitting on a bale. She was doing nothing.
-Hey, what did I tell you, f******? -What?
She really needs to watch her mouth.
That hits a nerve with me. It just bothered me.
Are you going to do something? Or just sit there?
-Without me, you wouldn't have a tent. -You're delusional.
-Shut the fuck up. -I'm voting her out first.
I'm totally done with it.
I don't like you.
You're just not my type of person and you're ruining the vibe for me.
Like The Princess and the Pea, or something.
Like I'm some sort of idiot.
I talked to Lesley and Deborah about it, or I would've snapped.
Listen, my foot hurts. I'm limping. My entire foot is swollen.
I was walking with my suitcase…
Oh, damn it.
…and I twisted my ankle.
It really did hurt, but I kept going,
and afterwards, I got blisters, and then it was over.
Of course I'm not going to sit here, so I'd rather go home.
You should put some ointment on it.
If you come to a farm and expect to keep your feet clean,
then don't come.
-It looks really bad. -I've had a fracture here.
Look how big it is now.
I just want to go home. I'm really in pain.
What the fuck am I doing here?
I want to go home, put my legs up, and rest.
I want to go home. I'm really in pain. I don't want to cry.
-I really want to go home. -Come here.
I want to go home.
And those damn heels are completely ruined too.
Her ankle wasn't too bad, I think.
But if she wants to go home, that saves us a team member.
Cassidy is going home. She's in pain and has blisters, so she's leaving.
Everyone has blisters from those boots.
Girl, everyone has blisters on their feet. What are you doing here?
I just think, "If you want to go home, go. Pack your bags. Bye."
I don't care that Cassidy is leaving. She's not my type of person.
I think she's mean.
Whether she leaves now or tomorrow during the elimination, I'd still vote her out.
Goodbye.
Yeah, Cassidy, see you later, alligator.
Good luck with…
I can't say that. Making porn, but yeah.
While Floris and Femke are sorting out the first paychecks,
I run into an influencer who's since dropped out.
-What are you doing here sitting alone… -Yeah.
…on that log?
I twisted my foot and then got blisters, so I'm done.
Come on, Cassidy. Just try, just for one night.
Well, here we go again.
And so, Cassidy returns faster than she left.
-Is that farmer back yet? -I see Robbert, guys.
-Hey. -Hello, and Cassidy.
Hello.
First she says goodbye, and then she comes back with her leg in the air.
I am literally being brought back.
No!
I was singing…
Here she comes back, in a wheelbarrow, pushed by Robbert.
-Nice. She's back. -Yeah.
I already had a feeling that she wouldn't go home.
It's a buildup of everything.
It's okay.
Then voting will be easier again.
Now that everyone is back together, they can finally check
what the first day of work with the ostriches has earned them.
We go to get the envelopes with our money, and then she can walk again.
The pain is suddenly gone. Okay.
If I haven't earned €100, I'll show the farmer who's the boss.
-Hello. -Hello.
I worked hard. I gave everything I was supposed to give. I listened.
I did what they asked me to do.
I know I've got that hundred in my pocket.
-Hello, hard workers. -Good evening.
-Did you work hard? -Very hard.
-Yes. -I have pain in my lower back.
Farmer Floris and Farmer Femke have been keeping an eye on you today.
They have determined how much you've earned.
Maybe I should share with you that this year you can earn an extra paycheck.
-That's nice. -A golden one.
As if you were getting it inside a bar of chocolate, it's like a lottery.
I hope to get this golden check.
And that golden paycheck means luxury, a little extra.
-A prize. -I knew it.
I'm sure you're probably curious to know what today's prize is.
Speak up.
One of you will be sleeping in a luxury glamping tent tonight.
Just one of us?
-With a real bed… -Oh God.
…and warm running water to take a shower.
I want that golden paycheck.
I don't want to sleep on the ground in the cold with the rats and spiders.
I don't like that. I want luxury, a warm bed.
I want to be able to shower, to chill. To be able to laugh.
And as the icing on the cake, you may bring one person with you.
But who will it be? Shall we find out?
Yeah.
Cassidy.
If this isn't €100, then I don't know what it is.
I'm very proud, I got a potful.
I didn't expect anything less. I really did my very best.
Can you reach it?
I knew it was €100. It was an easy job.
Very good, €100 in the pocket. Bye.
I have €100 and the golden ticket.
I earned €100. The maximum amount.
Normally, I would tell the management, "We won't make this booking."
€50?
We're going to have a chat about that.
-€50? -How is that possible, dude?
So much sweat coming from my armpits, man.
-Yeah. -I emptied that thing a hundred times.
Well, okay, fine.
That means I tried half as hard as the rest in my group.
I'm sad.
Great, Shanta.
I did really well of course.
I got shit in my face. Fed the animals. I raked the floor.
Oh, Femke.
Those €50 really hurt.
I worked hard. And I get it, I threw up.
But I did my best.
-That's great. -€100.
Hey, buddy.
-Nice, Yor. -Full pay, good start.
Can't be better. It's an insanely great show.
-You said you worked harder than Yordi. -I did.
-He has €100, you have €50. -He did nothing when they weren't filming.
What's all this? Are you crazy?
The group could have earned €1,200 in total,
but the vomiting and screaming from Harléya and Luca
is not appreciated.
So only €1,100 goes into the piggy bank.
And the golden ticket goes to Deborah.
Yes, Deborah, you'll be lying comfortably in a bed tonight.
You can take a hot shower in a moment.
But the big question is, who are you gonna take with you?
-It's difficult to choose. -We know
there's an injured person among us who's had a tough day.
Cassidy.
I'm definitely not choosing someone because she has a blister on her toes.
That's not happening. Bye.
-Sorry, but no. -Okay. No problem.
Who's coming?
Deborah, take me.
-Okay, Lesley. -Yeah?
Yay.
I'm glad I can sleep comfortably, and especially, that I can shower.
-Nice. -Choose me next time. Just to be clear.
Deborah and Lesley get to lie down comfortably.
I hope you burn yourself with the hot water.
-We'll see each other tomorrow. -See you tomorrow.
-Good night. -Bye.
I would have loved to cuddle with her tonight, but…
that's unfortunately not happening tonight.
I really feel bad that Femke gave me only €50.
I don't think you deserved only €50.
-I sweated and threw out the mice. -You got the mice.
You were with those animals, the ostriches. You were there.
But tomorrow is a new day. I'm going to change the whole game.
I believe in you.
I'll also say, "Can I help with breakfast?"
This is really nice.
-This is beautiful. -We have champagne.
And a bed!
-Sleep well. -Sleep well. Bye.
Sorry, but this is just terrible.
Sorry, but I'm really lying here in poverty.
This is really unbearable, to be honest.
Sleep well.
After a terrible night, life on this ostrich farm begins as early as usual.
So early that our influencers wake up in total shock.
When you wake up in summertime and it's still dark outside,
you just know it's early, way too early.
It's freezing. My feet are frozen. My nose and hands are frozen.
It's really bad.
Terrible. I didn't sleep. It was so terrible.
I'll never sleep in a tent again in my life.
Bram was snoring really loudly.
But I couldn't sleep anyway. It was way too cold.
-My feet are very cold. My nose is cold. -So cold.
My hands are cold. Everything is so cold.
This is awful.
I slept really badly.
Bram farted.
That was some fart.
It was loud and it smelled. And his butt was facing my way.
I was lying like this and I felt the air from his fart on my face.
That guy is crazy.
-What time is it? -The sun is up.
Normally, at this time it's around 6:35 a.m.
Oh, man.
Farmer Floris comes in with his tractor, which he's very proud of.
He worked hard as a farmer to buy it, and that's fine, but yeah,
he doesn't need to bother us with that.
He can also just announce it normally that work needs to be done.
That tractor was unnecessary.
Overalls for everyone.
-Do you like that, a man in a suit? -Yes.
Yes, nice and sexy.
This isn't normal. I have severe pneumonia.
My sleep was fucked up, it's not normal. I have no words for it.
I hate this, I don't want it. No, I'm done with it.
Yes, sleeping in a makeshift tent is hell.
But a little further on, posh girls Deborah and Lesley can't stop chatting
about how nice it was in the glamping tent.
I had a nice rest. The pillow was great and the mattress was also nice and soft.
Yes, the whole thing was great, really.
I slept wonderfully. I'm well-rested. No back pain, not cold. Nice shower.
So…
Friends.
-How was it here? Sweethearts. -Cold. I slept over there.
-No way. -Yeah.
-Why? -Everyone was snoring.
You could smell the cocoa butter and shower foam on them,
and you just go…
Are you guys coming?
Today!
Yes, yes.
What are they doing now? Touching up their makeup a bit.
Combing their hair.
-Hi. -Good morning, birds.
You're so beautiful.
-I can see they're eager. -Yes, very much.
To keep up the pace a little, we'll work in two groups again.
I've got the food over there.
That needs to be distributed.
I need two wheelbarrows of food outside in the pasture.
Come on, let's get moving.
-Are you puffing already? -No.
-Okay. -That wasn't a puff.
-Yes, it was. -No, that wasn't a puff.
Rather, it was, "Hi, nice animals."
We're going to make a real man out of you, boy. Come on.
The birds must not only be fed.
Farmer Floris also told the influencers to make sure
they don't accidentally swallow a stone and choke.
A tough job, but luckily, everyone knows exactly why they're doing it.
Why did we have to pick up those stones? I think it's because otherwise
they may lose their teeth, but they don't have any.
These stones are big, man.
Everyone has been working.
But I threw the biggest stones into the wheelbarrow, and that had to be done too.
Two of you can come with me.
-Watch your hands. -Damn it, fucking hell.
-And now? -Spread it out nicely in the barn.
-Okay. -With your hands and feet.
We act normal around each other, but we both know what we're thinking.
-Fucking farm. -Cassidy isn't my friend.
But I'm paired with her.
So I had to do everything on my own.
I just want to do my nails, go home, and drink tea.
Come on, lady, get to work.
She's had enough.
On the one hand, I think, "Fine, I'll just put up with her."
But on the other hand, she doesn't earn any money either for my piggy bank.
Because I want to win.
You're not allowed to eat pebbles, so I'll make sure to remove them.
Today, I feel a little ashamed. I don't dare to look Femke in the eye
because I don't want to vomit on her farm again.
I just want to do my work and do what she asks.
-Then you can dump it here. -Yeah, okay.
Stones, get out.
I want more contact with the ostriches. I want them to love me and feel safe.
Hi, I'm Harléya, nice to meet you.
Did you ever expect to see a Black transgender person on the farm?
No, right? Me neither.
How did it go?
It went well.
As shy as I am in the city,
city people do not feel quite at home in the countryside either.
I'll be glad when this whole thing is over, I think.
That feeling is surely mutual.
But our 12 city slickers aren't done with this farming adventure just yet.
Luckily, money makes up for a lot.
Right?
Payments!
I'll definitely get €100.
I know for sure that I picked up the most stones.
The most and the biggest. I'm getting €100 for sure. That's a must.
PAY SLIPS
€50!
I earned €50 today. I did my best, but yeah…
Farmer Henkie had something else in mind.
No!
Cassidy made €10.
She might as well have stayed in bed.
€75? No.
I'll be honest, I really worked hard.
I don't think I even took a break.
I don't have to put up with that, man.
I got €50.
That makes no sense. I went out there and did my best.
What? Impossible, impossible, impossible.
I got €80 with a smiley face. I'm really proud of it.
Yesterday, I earned the least. Today, the most.
With such stingy ostrich farmers,
there's probably been an egg cracked this morning.
I'm really happy with €80. It's better than €50. The rest got €75.
Today I showed who's the farmer of the day.
You made more than me? Screw you, old man.
Joris! Farmer.
Joris, my friend! How are you?
It's "Floris."
Isn't his name "Boris"?
Maybe that's why I got €75.
-This can't be right. -Why not?
I should have gotten €100 because I picked up those big stones.
I was afraid of the birds, but I stood next to them.
I had already been at it for an hour and a half
until you finally came into the barn.
-Yeah, Jesus. -Were we late?
Yes.
He just kept laughing.
Like, yeah, okay. Boris, yeah.
Okay, fine, €75 it is.
It's fine, Joris.
Buddy, nobody made €100. Damn vultures.
By getting up early and working hard, the group could have earned €1,200.
but after deductions for being late and the constant complaining,
only €795 were paid, according to Floris and Femke.
It's time for my first letter of the season.
I have a letter. There's a letter.
"Good morning, influencers."
"The first elimination is scheduled for today."
"But not before you have experienced a typical Zeelandic tradition."
Zeelandic is Zeeland, but Zeeland is not another country.
So we're going to do something Zeelandic, something from Zeeland.
And Zeeland is not in Sluis. Oh, yes, wait, no.
No, Sluis is in Zeeland, but not in Hellevoetsluis.
"The big question for today is,
who among you has the most control over the situation?"
"Save your energy because you'll need it soon."
"See you soon. Greetings. Robbert."
Who's better fit for the countryside life
is not determined by the work alone.
Showing your best self during local traditions is also important.
Not only because there's something to be gained,
but also because people from the village council might be watching.
What is this now? A pair of pants?
I've seen something like this before. What is this?
-Hanging from jeans. -What's that?
-You have to hang from a pair of jeans. -Is that hard?
They've gone crazy.
Do we have to jump over the ditch?
-Disgusting. -Good day.
My favorite influencers.
How sweet.
In the city, you have luxury gyms.
But here in the countryside, they have their own traditions.
And you're going to experience one of them today.
You guessed it right. Today you're going to hang from jeans.
I've never heard of it before. It's weird.
Who came up with this? There's no farmer here who wears jeans.
They wear weird overalls. Do overall hanging. Then I understand.
You'll compete against each other in teams.
-So you have to get in anyhow? -No.
Next to me are Mathijs, Revin, and Thomas, and they are from the local Scouts.
There's a chance they're on the village council. We have to do our best.
Scouts are supposed to be kids, but here's an adult among them,
looking relaxed in a scout's uniform. Where have you been the past few years?
Soon, you'll hang on in pairs.
Hold on tight, don't twist your arms, don't make knots or handles.
Just hang from the pants for as long as possible.
Stay away from scouting people. They're shady characters.
I sat next to a kid in class, such a shady guy.
He said, "I'm a scout." Then I knew I had to stay away.
They're wackos.
I'm going to appoint two captains.
They were chosen by Farmer Floris.
-Not me, of course. -This morning, there were two people
who made a positive impression.
-Well, that wasn't me. -Yes, Luca.
-Yes. -I can see you looking very proud.
Luca and Harléya, you're going to pick the teams.
The team that hangs on the longest wins six farmer's handkerchiefs.
And those handkerchiefs give you immunity at the next elimination.
-Bitch, choose me. -Okay, that doesn't matter yet.
We can't shower either.
Come on. If my team wins, I'll hate you all.
I'll get mad.
Let me go home, motherfuckers. Please.
Make sure my team loses.
That's what I said. They just have to let themselves fall.
They say, "I'll let myself fall."
-"I want to let myself fall." -Deborah was like,
"I want to vote Cassidy out. I'm willing to help her."
I want Cassidy to go home.
I'm really 100% okay with it.
Harléya, Luca, I have two pieces of straw here.
The one who draws the longest piece of straw can start first.
It's maybe worth mentioning that you'll be picking each other's team.
You pick each other's team.
-Yes, who do I get first? -Cassidy can go there.
I thought, "Cassidy wants to go."
So I sent Cassidy to Luca, because I don't want anybody to sabotage my team.
Yesterday, too. I was also on the same team with her.
I'm with Cassidy every day.
Shanta can go to you.
You can choose, like, okay…
"Who are the weak ones? Who are the strong ones?"
You'll put them with this one or that one. I like this game.
-Bram. -Daniëlle.
-Plamedi. -Deborah.
Chainboy papi.
-Don't let yourself fall. -No, of course not.
I'm not going to lose on purpose, not for anyone.
I came alone. Of course I wouldn't do that.
-The other team is going to fall, right? -I hope so, for their sake.
That was the plan because Cassidy wants to leave.
We assume they'll let themselves fall. That was the fucking deal.
-I want to win. -Me too.
I'll do my best.
But are Deborah and Debby going to fall too?
-Because Cassidy wants to go home. -No, they won't.
But then you screw everyone over.
We're assuming, and I hear that Debby and Daniëlle want to do their best.
But then they screw us over, and switch all at once.
If you can switch in five minutes, then you're unreliable and fake.
I'll just keep hanging.
I have to keep hanging, even if shit comes out of my ass.
It's about how many seconds you can hang as a team.
The team with the highest score wins.
-Understood? -Yes.
Okay. In three, two, one, go!
Oh, no, Lesley.
And Lesley is in the water.
I felt guilty, but also scared,
because if my team loses and I'm the first one to fall,
then they'll vote me out because I'm the reason we're in that situation.
Come on. Hang in there!
-You can do this. -I was hanging from those jeans
thinking I wouldn't last very long. But it actually wasn't too bad.
Yeah, this is Cirque du Soleil.
I thought, "I won." But I forgot about the team seconds.
How can you be like that?
And then Deborah said to me,
"Pay attention." And then I couldn't hold on anymore.
Wow, the water is disgusting.
-Yordi, come on. -Hold on tight.
-Yes. -All right.
I went in with full conviction. I didn't want to disappoint myself.
Also to show the boys, "Hey, I can do this, I belong here."
Not in scouting, but in the countryside.
Yordi slid down like that.
Hold on tight!
I never hang in my spare time. I hang on the couch, but not from jeans.
It's fucking deep, crazy.
-Okay, Shanta. -Shanta, you can do this.
-Let's go. -Shanta, breathe.
I didn't expect this from Shanta. She lasted long. Longer than Deborah.
People think I can't do much, because I don't feel like doing anything.
But if I have to do something, I do it. Then I go all out.
Even if it hurts, or comes with crap. I just want to win.
This isn't normal.
Three, two, one, go!
-I hung on for 0.00001 seconds. -Good job.
I went under. All the way to the bottom.
And suddenly, I forgot how to swim.
How to get to the other side. And I got my swimming certificate.
No!
The only thing I hoped for was not to go under water.
I went all the way to the bottom. I got water all over me, so gross.
I'm done!
Keep going. In through your nose, out through your mouth.
At a certain point, I let myself hang. And then it was over.
You're neck and neck. The final round is decisive.
Go!
-Let's go. Keep hanging now. -Yeah, nice.
Nice, Elias.
I've been hanging for almost a minute and a half, so I'll put on a little show.
I throw my legs up, pull myself up.
Chain boy, Papi. Also on the farm.
Okay, candidates, thank you.
I had a great time.
Luca, your team scored 105 seconds.
-Harléya, your team scored 200 seconds. -Put your hands in the air.
Congratulations!
-We got it. -Does that make me a scout now?
-Yes. -I'm not getting eliminated tonight.
Because my team won, of course.
Sweetiepie.
This feels right. This must be it. I'm safe, and I move on to the next round.
He's safe today. Bomboclat, cuz!
It's a bummer that we didn't win, but I can send Cassidy home.
Since Cassidy wants to go home, her team said they'd let themselves fall
to prevent Cassidy from getting immunity.
But that plan didn't work out.
I was willing to fall. But what if the team doesn't do the same?
It's weird that everyone is shouting, "We want her to go home."
But when you get the chance, you don't do it.
But if everyone is giving it their all, I'm not going to drop out like a clown.
-I want to show them what I can do. -You ask for an explanation.
-Do I have to justify myself? -You start shouting.
It's annoying. You shouldn't do that to me.
Do it to that post, but not to me.
Everything was fine,
but suddenly, this little brat comes up to me and says,
"We had an agreement to vote Cassidy out."
I'm not going to lose on purpose. That wasn't agreed.
-I discussed it with Cassidy. -I didn't know that.
-That's why I'm explaining it now. -Okay, but you start shouting.
-And then she got angry. -What is this?
-Weird. -You're weird. You're cheeky. Don't do it.
I don't owe you an explanation on how I play my game.
-I'm asking a question. -And I answered,
but you're saying, "We were real and had an agreement."
Then the botox starts going all over her face.
Her eyebrows are going like this. Her cheeks completely swollen.
Totally crazy.
-I never made any agreements. -Yes, you did.
-I didn't. -You decided to do something else.
-I didn't do something else. -But I'm asking that question.
You're still talking, shut up. Then go away.
-But we're having a discussion, right? -Dude.
"Dude"? You're the only one who looks like a dude.
Shut up. Please look at yourself in the mirror.
I think Daniëlle is fake, but we know that about her.
Bro, I'm asking why you changed your plan.
She's cheeky. She should go play with her own friends
and shut the fuck up.
Starting a fight right before an elimination round isn't smart.
-No. -You don't know it either, do you?
-Yes, I do. -Yes?
For me, the book is closed.
Cassidy is leaving anyway. We might as well vote for someone else.
-Are we going to vote for Daniëlle? -No, I didn't say that.
I don't have to vote for her because I have nothing against her, but…
I'm voting for Cassidy because she wants to go home.
-She's a logical choice. -Let's not pretend
it's because she wants to go home. We would have voted her out anyhow.
She's just annoying. Of course.
What a nice vibe, guys.
There's a high risk that they'll vote for us because we're a small team.
-The risk is huge. -Yeah, indeed.
-I'm sure I'll get some votes. -Crazy.
I don't know how it will turn out, but I've been myself.
If I go, then I go. And that's fine. But as long as I'm still here, it's on.
-Hello. -Hi, Robbert.
I'm still a bit in doubt about Cassidy and Daniëlle.
Especially after the incident with Shanta, that didn't sit well with me.
It's really difficult. I don't know who I'm going to vote for.
I think I need to put someone strong next to me.
Then it'll be Daniëlle or Debby.
-Hello, city dwellers. -Hi.
Welcome to your first elimination.
How are you doing today?
Really great, look how beautiful this is.
-Feels good, right. -This is unreal.
-Jealous? -Cassidy?
-You wanted to go home. -Yeah, I still do.
-Yeah? Do you want to go home? -Yes, definitely.
Then I would suggest that you go home.
So then you're screwed no matter what.
I don't have the time or patience for that drama. Fuck you all.
-You can go that way. -Bye.
-I'll be thinking of you. -Yeah, yeah.
-Bye. -I think so too.
If you don't want to be here, there's the door.
-I see a lot happening in the group. -Yeah, we're so fucked.
That means one vote less, right?
-I hope so. Two more have to go still. -Really ridiculous.
A voluntary exit.
That's no surprise, but who's next?
-Yordi, what do you think of all this? -I don't know what to think.
A voluntary exit right before the vote. I've never experienced that before.
I'll just see how things unfold now.
Cassidy doesn't want to get her hands dirty.
What did she expect from Heels Over the Ditch?
She has no character.
Cassidy's voluntary exit has no impact on today.
You're still going to vote.
I don't want to speculate too much about the future, you just don't know.
One of you five will lie on their own bed tonight.
NEXT TIME
You shouldn't complain. Come on, it's just water.
Fuck!
This is way tougher than those ostriches.
-That's your sleeping area. -What is this?
Do we have to clean all of this? I'm done with this.
-What the fuck is this, mate? -This is not going to be my bed. No way.
We'll sleep with the door open.
Today I had a hard time with you, Daan.
A lot of moaning and groaning and…
There's always something about you that draws attention and costs energy.
And I've really been ignoring it for days.
Don't push it, because he's draining me. Hard. ttention and costs energy.