PREVIOUSLY
-What kind of farm are we on? -A turkey farm.
First ostriches, then chickens, now this?
-No, fuck off. -Get out of here.
They have a letter.
"Tonight you will choose one person who will be in the danger zone tomorrow."
"Enjoy your meal."
What some of you don't know yet
is that the first nominee has been decided.
Deborah,
you're in the danger zone tonight.
It was at the back of my mind.
Deborah has to go, because she calls the shots in the group.
And because she's a strong player.
We're going to vote now.
And the two people with the most votes,
will take their seats beside Deborah in the danger zone.
And does one go home? Or two?
HEELS IN THE HAY UPSET INFLUENCERS - SEASON 2
We're going to vote.
Esmee.
I just the feel like Deborah and Lesley think they're going to win this show.
That's not going to happen.
I'll sleep peacefully only if Deborah goes home before me.
The votes have been counted.
You've made a choice.
A choice that will have consequences for others.
The first one who can sit beside Deborah…
is you, Luca.
Okay.
I didn't see that coming.
Then there are people here with masks on.
The third person who can go pack their bags…
is you, Harléya.
-No! -No.
Who voted for her? We're going to kick them out so hard next.
Whoever comes for my alliance comes for me. Heads will roll.
Sorry. I voted for you. I thought I would be the only one.
We had split our votes among you four.
I didn't expect that from Lesley.
I was shocked when she said she voted for me.
Who do you think you are?
What is this?
Fucking hell.
I'm really happy my name wasn't on the list.
I escaped.
In the end, I managed to escape this dance after all.
Do we trust each other?
What was that?
Yes, sorry.
Because they wanted to blackmail me.
-What? -Yes, sorry.
Shanta and Esmee I understand.
Then I find out that Plamedi and Harléya voted for me.
Well, pissed. Pissed. Piss off.
This could be the finale. Those three.
-Get it? -Yes.
-And now someone is leaving. Bye. -Or two.
You, you.
I think two people have to go. Secretly, I hope so too.
That's harsh. But the more people leave, the better.
We understand that, Esmee. But as always the village council has the final word.
This time the turkey farmers from Limburg come up with the final verdict.
-Hello, gentlemen. -Good evening.
-The first two days are over. -Yes.
How did it go?
-Better than expected. -Yes?
-Yes. -Actually, yes.
I thought they put in a really good effort.
-All of them? -All of them.
Tonight, the hard choice is yours.
I have three photos with me.
The first, Deborah.
She was eager.
Maybe too eager.
Which caused the loss of cooperation with the rest.
The second one, Harléya.
She had to gag, vomit, and who knows what else.
And the third, that's Luca.
Luca kept trying to flatter me a little.
I actually didn't like that very much.
I really feel screwed. I really feel completely…
I hear you.
I hear you, but it was three against one. I didn't have a choice.
Plamedi had had it with you, you know.
-Done with me? -Yes.
-Why? -She said, "I'll go for Luca."
It was three against one. I just had to go along.
But she just said to me, "I hope you're not going."
Darling.
Okay. It's fine.
I'll say one thing. If I'm still here…
I, with my stupid head, play this game with my feelings. With my heart.
All the time keeping my hand over Plam and Harléya's heads.
Harléya has already voted for me twice. Plam said, "I'll never vote for you."
It's fine.
I know I'll have to rely on the farmers. I'm working super hard.
So I don't fear for my position.
I've always been nice. I've put up the tent. I did the dishes.
It would be really weird if they sent me home.
But yes, you never know. Harléya works very hard too.
Deborah is also a very strong player.
I've given 100 percent from day one.
I've done a lot of things I didn't want to do.
All I can say is that I want to be in the finale.
I just spoke with the village council.
And I can tell you, it was quite exciting.
-Luca, how much do you still want to stay? -Very much. Especially now.
Why especially now?
Because now I know how dirty the game is played.
I'll play it a little dirtier.
Harléya, are you ready to go home?`
No, I'm definitely not ready to go home.
Deborah?
I really want to be in that final.
The village council has decided…
that there is no place anymore,
for all three of you.
What?
Fuck off.
All three can't stay.
My heart, man.
Wow.
My heart is really between my tits, you know.
The village council has decided
to give two of you
another chance.
The first person who gets another chance…
is you, Harléya.
Wow. Nice.
-We can breathe again, guys. Halfway. -Shut up, please.
Deborah, Luca,
for one of you it ends here.
So a one-way ticket to the big city.
Deborah…
you're going home.
Yeah, I just think it's a shame.
I literally earned the most at every farm.
And now I'm out.
I'm so happy I get to stay, but I kind of knew it too.
Because those farmers really love me. And I love them.
Deborah, how do you look back on this adventure?
I really had the time of my life.
I met a lot of hypocritical bitches.
People I will never trust again.
But I also got to know people with a heart of gold.
And people who were super kind to me.
-Thanks for coming. -See you next time. Bye, sweethearts.
Bye, Deborah. Thank you.
We are playing a game, but some are really tough.
So I feel really screwed.
With Deborah's departure, the voting is complete.
But the air is far from cleared.
The fight grows more personal by the day and the masks truly come off.
-Lesley really has to watch out for me. -Why's that?
-Why? -Yes.
She says she voted for me, with Yordi.
-Can I explain? -I don't need an explanation now. Sorry.
Yordi is the one who made sure you were there in the danger zone.
That wasn't my idea. Otherwise, you would have had only one vote.
Why are you being like that to me but Yordi doesn't have to worry?
-I don't want to hear it. -It's dumb you tell Yordi…
Fine. I'm just saying that with the next farmer I'll give 100,000 percent.
If I can throw you out, I will throw you out.
Fine, do your thing. Act like that, please. What the fuck.
I certainly will. I already said so.
She wanted to sugarcoat it with, "It was an accident and not my intention."
"I thought everyone would vote for one person."
No, darling. You voted for me and now it's on. Now you'll see, Lesley.
I want the best for everyone. To be kind to everyone.
I try to be honest with everyone and then she acts like a bitch.
-While Yordi is the one who did it. -Yes, I know.
Suddenly saying, "We don't want to get you out."
Don't pretend. You want to get me out. And the game is on.
Everyone takes the game too personally. Everyone.
Everyone acts like their father or mother is being killed in the game.
The rowdy evening turns into an even more restless night.
Luckily, morning in the countryside is never far away.
This was really bad.
At the start, we're lying and talking, and suddenly I feel water here, bop.
-I'm completely wet here. -Look at my towel. Soaking wet.
-Hello, hello. Look now. -It's already wet here anyway.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
Good morning.
-Did you see that lightning last night? -Yes.
-Absurd, really. -I thought, "Our tent is the tallest."
-"If lightning strikes, we're done." -There are trees.
It would hit them first.
But if that tree falls on your tent, you're still dead.
I haven't slept for 12 nights.
I can deal with people less and less.
If anyone eats noisily, I feel like hitting them.
Keep that positive attitude, Shanta,
because it's time for the next task.
That's of course is what it's all about.
Earning money for the pot that will ultimately be taken home by the winner.
The finish line is in sight.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
Curious what nice job the farmer has come up with today.
-Feel like working? -We can't wait.
Nice, great. Then we'll change and head back into the barn.
Okay, great.
What are we doing?
-Let's go. -You'll find out.
"You'll find out."
That rarely sounds like good news on Heels over the Ditch.
Usually the influencers then face misery that makes them feel like vomiting.
Or maybe not?
I only saw little chicks.
Just sweet little chicks.
This is too much.
What's your little chick's name?
-Peppie. -This is Lucky.
These are the nuggets.
-Yordi, that's not funny. -What?
The rest of the group was impressed.
"Oh, cute. Animal lover."
Blah-blah.
I started counting. How many nuggets do I see walking around?
-He pooped in her hand. -Just wipe it on your pants.
I can't handle it. So gross.
You see these egg trays lying here. A handful of feed can go on them.
You can take the wheelbarrow. Then you can start feeding from the back.
Walk carefully.
They hatched three days ago. We took care of them the first two days.
GUUS FARMER
Now they get to give them love, attention, food and water.
What should we do?
First, we fill all those egg trays.
-Then those red trays. -Okay.
Bro, watch out that you don't step on one.
Hello, everyone. I brought food for you.
Do you still have some feed? You still have some.
You could hardly see the chicks in the wood shavings.
So I think quite a few people have already stepped on them.
I'm not afraid of stepping on a chick. You just have to be careful.
Harléya has size 12 feet. That's a different story.
A little for you.
I have to be careful not to step on a chick.
Watch out. I've got some food for you.
Wow, their food is heavy. Can we move it closer?
Come here.
Why am I sweating so much?
Come here.
Shanta, what are you doing?
I'm feeding them.
You're feeding them one at a time.
-We have to feed them all. -Feeding them one by one?
-Look at her. -Shanta!
-I did this whole row. -Please talk softly.
The chicks are getting upset now.
She didn't do much. Lucky was the most important one.
The rest got less attention.
She even tried feeding Lucky individually.
So she at least took good care for Lucky.
Do you think more positively about the influencers now?
Yes, my prejudice was that you were spoiled brats and didn't listen.
We voted out the ones who were like that.
Okay. So, Lesley, what do you do for a living? Are you a full-time influencer?
I am, yes.
She has many different jobs.
Let's say, one day she's a nurse. And the next day she's a farm girl.
And then you have your phone in your hands all day long taking pictures?
Yes, actually. That's kind of how it is.
I don't know if he's familiar with Lesley's work.
Perhaps a new subscriber?
Plamedi, Shanta, why are you not doing anything?
Farmer Guus says we have to fill all the buckets with food.
I see them sitting on the floor.
Harléya, good job.
Sorry, Mama Lea is a bit angry. She is the evil stepmother.
We are the kind moms.
-Lucky is sleeping in my hand. -Look, Jackson here.
Jackson, Monroe.
You also have to give them love. Attention. Because that's what they want.
Harléya doesn't have a chick. She hated chicks.
The chicks hate her too. She just worked.
I think we're done here.
-And what about Lucky? -And Jackson?
I didn't often give them a name to be honest.
Even if I gave them a name, I'd lose them the next day.
I know. They want to tear us apart.
I think it's a bit twisted.
You have cute chicks, but in ten or twelve weeks they'll be dead.
Come on, let's go.
Look, he's following me.
On to the next one, a real work assignment.
FEEDING CHICKS - CLEANING THE BARN
Whether it will be as popular as the chicks, I doubt it.
But they can earn a huge €300 per influencer.
-Well. -Ouch.
Guus, what's this? What do I smell?
-We're going to clean this barn. -A turkey barn?
I just know. Shit again.
-This isn't normal. -No, this is impossible.
Then we ended up somewhere that was really out of control.
Stinking.
You can start in the back.
I think, "I can't miss out on money now, so I have to."
So I thought, "Fuck it."
Full throttle, all of you!
It burns my throat, as I breathe through my mouth.
We have to clean a shed with poop from the cock-a-doodle-doo.
-I can't even breathe normally. -Okay, full throttle.
This is unbearable. My eyes started to water immediately.
A sour smell hits me and all I can do is gag.
Sorry, but this isn't normal.
-Got it? -Yordi, how can you do this?
-I'm just winging it too. -Les, can I use your shovel for a second?
-Are you okay? -No.
That smell.
Since I've been here, I haven't gagged from a smell yet.
But this? I smelled death.
This isn't normal.
I hear everyone and think, "I'm not doing the same."
I'm not going to breathe through my nose.
I do not want to gag again.
-It feels like we're being gassed here. -Yeah, bro.
I almost fainted.
We take turns shoveling and wheelbarrowing, okay?
I'll shovel. Will you do the wheelbarrow?
I'll take this. When I'm back, I'll grab a shovel.
Then someone else takes the other wheelbarrow.
Quick pace. Hop, hop!
But that Yordi all at once… He got a twist in his head.
He was like, "Let's go, I like it! Come on! Keep going!"
Then I thought, "I'll punch you in the face."
It is so heavy.
You can't cuddle chicks all day.
Yordi, keep your positivity to yourself.
I usually like your positive mindset, but I can't handle it now.
We have to help each other through. One team, one task.
Team building is important. I'm like a lonely wolf here.
Then I'll just be the one who has to herd the sheep.
-Full throttle! Let's go! -I'm almost dying, guys.
That guy is totally crazy.
Yordi was really trying to create team spirit and bring the group together.
Lesley, thought it was a bit too much.
-I need to sit. I'm going to faint. -This is the worst thing I've ever done.
This is the worst crap I've ever seen.
I want to, but I can't. I'm about to faint.
It stinks terribly.
It smells like ammonia, mixed with vomit, sweaty feet, morning breath,
buttermilk, and vinegar.
Sweat, sweat. Shovel, shovel. Run, back.
Dump, lift. Back, run.
I want to get this poop away as fast as possible.
And I want my paycheck to be fully paid out.
-Harléya is crazy. -She's a machine.
Last one. Everyone, the final scoop in.
-We're done, guys. -Yes, but--
I'm done with this whole farm.
Luckily for Esmee, the misery is over.
Time to recover while waiting for the pay slips.
Farmer Twan and son Guus followed the group closely and determined the pay.
Once again, money was wasted. But by whom?
-Now we really should have a lot of money. -This was the toughest task so far.
-Harléya, you go first. -I'll go first. I'm scared.
PAY SLIPS
I earned €300. Period.
Give me my money, honey.
€300! Okay, done.
€300!
Ka-ching-a-ling. If I have to shovel crap, I get the full amount.
€300! Of course!
Of course. Three barkies to go.
-€250. -Also great.
€270. Okay, that's fine.
-€280, yeah! -We really scored a good haul.
-Yes, right. -Let's go!
By feeding chicks and shoveling poop, the influencers could earn €300.
Half the group hauled in the full amount.
A total of €2,000, bringing the pot to €14,265.
But before anyone can win that money, someone has to leave.
And there's a lot of whispering about it again.
Luca and I are with each other now.
You and Shanta are together too.
Do you want to go to the final with the others?
I don't think they're necessarily your type of people.
You wanted to be with us at first, but you didn't trust us.
-Yes. -Maybe we should create a new alliance.
I want to be in the finals with you.
Do you think Shanta is going to go for that too?
-Yes, Shanta follows me. -Okay.
So I'm definitely choosing you. You know that too.
And Plam is kind of our spy.
Plam has passed on everything you…
Deborah never heard that you wanted to vote for her.
We already knew what was in the note.
That you had to enter a name at the dinner.
-You and Shanta. During dinner. -Wow.
I think they're sneaky. I've played the game too.
But not like them, you know?
She did it in the showers, in the toilets.
When the cameras and transmitters were off,
she came to us and told us everything.
So we knew every time. We were never surprised.
It drives you crazy.
-Everyone says different things. -I get it.
They drive me crazy.
I don't trust Plam and Harléya is too much.
I can't handle the two anymore.
Now Esmee has realized, thanks to Lesley and Luca, that Plam is a double agent,
the dynamics are tense.
The consequences of this betrayal remain to be seen.
One thing is clear.
Trust in each other is hard to find.
-A letter. -No!
-Stop it. -Again?
"Dear city dwellers, who among you is the party animal?"
"And who will drop out first?"
"After all the hard work you deserve a party."
"Get ready for an outing in style. See you soon. Love, Robbert."
-Oh, my god, we have a party. -That's so nice.
Maybe there will be drinks. Cocktails.
I'm panicking over the "Who'll drop out first?"
"Who'll drop out first?"
And "party animal." Maybe something with an animal too.
Or it's about drinking.
Who's the first to crash?
-Who gets tipsy first? -Maybe there'll be some handsome men.
-That would be nice. -I hope so.
-I'm going to get ready. -Yes, I'd like to…
I hope we meet fun people. Handsome people. Friendly people.
Maybe there will be kissing. Yor, maybe we'll kiss.
I hope there are single ladies.
Wow, I really want to see you like that.
Maybe they'll want my penis too.
Oh, yuck. Now you're really going too far.
"Bro. Penis."
Farmer Guus has brought his single friends.
They're up for an evening with influencers.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
And a drink. What can go wrong?
No one is going to tell me that I stink. Really.
Yes, ready?
Time to party?
We have a party.
No!
A bull.
And then I see this thing.
This bull.
And I look to the right. People.
Oh, how I've missed people.
-Welcome. Come. -This is really fun.
I see all those farmers.
I know that normally they're friendly people.
But I don't see myself among them.
I actually wanted to go back to my tent quickly.
The farmers decided it was time for some relaxation.
So we have a really fun rodeo bull here.
Well, I'm in a dress.
How the fuck will I do this?
Which you're going to ride one by one.
I'm not going on that.
There's also a prize.
Guus?
I heard that you really craved energy drinks.
So the winner gets a big glass of vodka energy.
And the stomachache is gone.
And finally, tonight you're invited by the gentlemen
to the shack for a party.
I'm really excited to party for a bit.
Before the partying can begin,
everyone must prove themselves on the farm's most feared animal.
The rodeo bull.
How do I climb on it?
I can't climb on it.
I couldn't climb on.
Wait a moment! Wait!
Lea, wait.
Sorry.
Watch out.
Wow.
Pull.
I'm slipping!
I was so embarrassed to climb on it. I thought…
I'm proud of Plam. Yes, really. I think it's impressive that she got on it.
I'm so embarrassed.
Can I go now?
I've ridden a rodeo bull before. So I was confident on that rodeo bull.
-Well, go. -Thank you.
Hell!
That bull goes so fast.
It's really insane.
This is unfair! He didn't do this to you!
I really want my energy.
Be nice, Robbert. Be nice!
I wanted energy so bad.
-Twenty-one seconds. -Yeah, that's not great.
You know how it is. I'm not going to give in.
Of course I'll sit on it for a bit.
But no idea how well it will go, of course.
-Are you ready? -No.
-Come on, Yordi! -Let's go, Yordi!
Yordi spent more time climbing that bull than riding it.
Wait a moment.
Let's go, cowgirl!
I grab that horn and pull the bull's horn off.
This can't be happening.
-Ready for it? -Yes.
I want energy!
Plamedi.
Your tit.
If someone who saw this is on the village council,
then I just expect €500.
Because they got to see my tit for free.
See my thong.
Yes, hello.
Shanta!
Three, two, one, go.
I want to go home.
Fucking bitch.
Shanta, your tail!
Your tail!
Shanta, your tail!
What's going on here?
You don't see Shanta fall.
You see a black hairpiece just…
On the ground.
I've never seen people like this on the farm.
No, it's all new for us.
ELLE FARM GIRL
Tell me, do we have a winner?
We have two with about the same time.
Shanta had 37 seconds.
-Yes? -And Esmee 36.
Fuck!
Congratulations, Shanta.
-Energy drink for you. -Finally. Does anyone want my cola?
Yes, of course I won. Don't forget I'm Shanta.
Here you go.
-Okay, boys. -Let's party!
Guus, it's your shack, but we're all going inside quickly. Got it?
Full throttle!
Farmers! Step on it, dudes!
I'm really enjoying it. I didn't expect it to be this fun.
-I'm enjoying it too. -Me too. As if we're at home.
-What do you think of my outfit? -It fits you well.
-Do you think it's classy? -How's my outfit?
Yeah, fine actually. I expected it to be worse.
I thought everyone wore those overalls or cargo pants with shovels on them.
I don't wear steel-toed boots.
But this is still a great outfit, right?
-They wear this in the city too. -Yes.
So you would do him?
As they say in the city, a man at night, absent in the morning.
Or whatever. But today Yordi is up early again.
All the time.
That's all I hear.
Good morning!
I think, "Which farmer?"
How are things here?
It's Yordi at my tent.
Why do you look so fresh?
I'm a Duracell battery.
I can see it.
-Good morning! -How is he so energetic?
-We both need to poop. I can't hold it. -I really need to poop.
Shit together!
I've been on the toilet a lot lately.
When I'm stressed, I have to poop.
I'm done with that. Every time I'm in the shower,
I have to go again because I'm thinking about it.
Then I have to shower again.
Esmee? She went all out.
We have to leave Esmee on the farm.
No more stomachaches?
She flushes the poop before wiping, so people don't smell it.
-I do that too. -Me too.
Yeah, or it's just lying there for no one.
Why didn't you bring Guus along?
-I don't know any Guus. -You kissed him.
I've never seen such an ugly farmer.
I was gone for five minutes.
I come back and see her tongue down someone's throat.
-She wasn't even drunk. -Oops.
I wish I could say that I was drunk,
but sadly, no.
-Scared me to death. -Shit, man. I'm freaking the hell out.
Good morning, everyone.
I'm a sheep farmer.
You've already been allowed to camp among my sheep for several nights.
We also do landscaping with the sheep here at the Jenniskens family.
I'm coming to fetch the sheep.
-They'll go graze elsewhere? -Yes, they're going to another field.
I panicked. I thought they were going to the slaughterhouse.
So I came with the truck.
You can load the sheep onto it.
It's Guus's wife. Good morning!
-Will they help you? -Yes, they'll help me.
I have a gate that needs to be sanded.
-A gate? -Yes.
Okay.
-Lesley, Esmee and Yordi. -Then we're going to sand the gate.
What the heck is this, man?
-Okay, let's go. -Are you ready for it?
Ready to sand.
-You'd like a different kind of grinding. -I'd rather grind something else.
Because after the party, it's time to work again.
GATE SANDING - SHEEP ROUNDUP
Because the prize pot doesn't fill itself.
By sanding and by herding sheep, our influencers can earn €300.
Do you have a little stool? Because I can never reach the top.
-Yes. -Well, here is the sanding paper.
-You can just tear this sandpaper off. -Like this?
Don't you have a machine?
This is perfect.
If you do it like this, paint won't come off anymore.
-Oh, yes. Okay. -Than it's fine.
I absolutely hate sanding.
So I was glad the influencers could help me.
TEAM SHEEP
I have little fences lying here.
I have mesh fencing. I have stakes here.
I have some strings hanging there.
Think about it. How am I going to set that up?
What stuff do we have?
How do I set it up for the sheep to load them easily?
We have to herd sheep with Farmer David.
Super fun, super nice. Nice guy.
-Wait a moment. -Wait, wait.
-We can't wait. -Yes, faster.
-He's tangled up here. -Hold it, honey.
-Yes, wait then. -Quickly, quickly.
With a catching net, fishing net, or whatever it is.
-Quickly. -Over it.
Hold tight.
Everyone's talking. Luca wants to go again.
-Yes, we've got them. Oh, here. -Quick.
-No. -No, Lea.
Yes, but now you won't get them anymore. Who put this up?
I put it up because… It was on the ground, so I did this.
Don't do that. They'll go under it. You have to keep them tight.
-No, they were lying like this. -It's not that hard.
TEAM SANDING
Didn't you have a hangover when you woke up?
-I was totally up for it again. -Oh, yeah?
-He's an alcoholic. -I missed the alcohol.
-He needed it. -I could hardly function.
-Are you recharged? -Yes.
Lea, please help.
See them watching us.
The sheep are there. I'm going to bring them over.
Wait a second. We'll stand there with that pallet.
If you lead them that way, then Luca and I can go in the middle.
-Then they'll go like this. You get it? -Yes.
Darlings, you need to go over there.
They're all going to run!
They're going fast. See? Good job.
-Block? Where? -Yes, good job.
Not on my own.
If a 2-meter-tall person with blond hair
comes running toward me, in a pink suit,
I'd run away too.
Why don't you do anything?
This plan isn't working.
If you stay calm, the sheep will stay calmer too.
-You're going like a rocket. -I've already finished three things.
-So it's going pretty well, I think. -Indeed.
-I hope Guus is on the village council. -I hope so too.
Because I deliberately kissed that friend of Guus.
I hope that because of that I get a higher amount of money.
Oh, yes. They handled that cleverly.
Yes, Les, why did you give that farmer a kiss?
Because I thought it was fun.
After that I thought, it might also turn out well.
Yes, good job, good job. Yes.
No, stay calm. Do nothing.
It will happen naturally. They're herd animals.
-Walk. -Stay calm, stay calm.
Yes, perfect.
Yes.
-Slowly, Lea. -Shut up, Luca. You didn't do anything.
I'm so glad those sheep are inside, because I was really scared.
I thought we wouldn't make it.
Those farmers can get lost.
These are tasks from the '80s or '40s.
Before the war they sanded by hand. It's no fun at all.
Or I'd do an internship at some…
-Fence company? -Yes, construction company or something.
These are household chores. This has nothing to do with being a farmer.
This is really annoying with long nails.
-Oh, it is. -This is also annoying without long nails.
I think it's really fine like this.
Are you happy? Or do you see parts that could be done better?
It actually looks really good.
I spent three quarters of an hour sanding a fence.
So I'm proud of myself.
That's nice, Esmee.
But luckily you're not in charge of the pay slips, Farmer David is.
Now let's hope he's satisfied too.
Is anyone going to get that €300?
-Curious what we earned. -Yes.
I'm so curious.
€200.
-Huh? -What the fuck?
Yes, crappy farmers. I just think it's ridiculous.
-€100. -Why do you have such a small amount?
-€270. I don't have the full amount. -Nice, Les.
I'm still happy. It's not the most.
Luckily, it's not the least either.
But yeah, it's almost full pay.
-Yes, still pretty good, but… -€240.
Normally, we only do sanding at the club.
But this time I did well too.
-€250. -What?
Oh my, god, for the first time, I have the most.
€260.
No one earned the full €300.
But this job still brought in a nice €1,470 for the prize pot.
Which now amounts to €15,735.
But that's the good news so far.
-We're going to do something nasty. -An eating test.
-There's a table. -The eating test.
-I would have rather jumped into a ditch. -Soon we'll get bull testicles. Yuck.
I didn't anticipate that in the countryside. An eating test.
No, I don't feel like it.
Well, guys.
Find a nice spot.
-You're suddenly so quiet. -It's scary, Robbert.
I really don't think this will be my favorite game.
Dear city dwellers,
I've heard a few stories.
That the potatoes-meat-vegetables meals here in the countryside aren't your thing.
-I prefer sushi. -I don't think we're complaining now.
Then I might have something really fun for you.
Oh, that's nice. Pie.
-That can't be good. -I don't trust it at all.
A dish full of old-fashioned Limburg delicacies.
-Balkenbrij. -What is that?
Balkenbrij is actually the slaughter leftovers…
-No, that's impossible. -…of a pig.
The head, the organs.
And then they mix that with the blood.
Oh, man. This is really next level.
And there's lard on the spoon.
Lard, man?
Melted and boiled pork fat.
-Mommy. -Why only pig?
The small, hard pieces, do you see them?
They're called kaantjes.
Those are the hard pieces that always remain from the fat.
Disgusting.
Let's just say we won't do it.
And finally the last two delicacies.
Blood sausage, and next to it you'll find a nice piece of head cheese.
-Nice. -It's a group task.
The idea is that you, as a group, eat the whole dish.
That'll really fill the pot, with €1,000 up for grabs.
If anyone of you thinks you can cheat, everyone is disqualified.
Three, two, one, go.
-Eat. -Eat slowly, Luca. You have ten minutes.
Eating test? I'm not making a fool of myself. Come on. Just eat.
-What is this? -This isn't normal, man.
-It looks like chocolate mousse. -How awful.
I want to win that money, so I'm going to eat for the motherland.
Then I hear Yordi next to me.
You're not going to vomit next to me.
Yeah, bro. Can someone switch with him?
Yordi, don't vomit. I can't eat anymore if you puke.
I literally see Yordi puking in his hand.
Everything came out at once. I started gagging violently.
I almost had a panic attack.
Then don't ask me to take another bite. I can't anymore.
Move over there a bit. A little further back.
-Come on, Luca. -Well, Luca, your bowl is almost empty.
It's the second one.
-The second one? -Yeah, honey, the €1,000.
I suddenly see Luca eating.
When you move, you don't know you swallow.
I see Lea eating.
-I'm cutting it into small pieces. -Yeah, but eat quickly.
-Yordi, quit. -I'm not doing it on purpose, man.
Okay, but…
Just put it in your mouth quickly, chew and swallow.
-Stop. -Come on, guys, it's almost all finished.
Yordi!
Salivate, very good. Don't look anymore. Look at me.
Swallow. Swallow immediately, don't chew. Swallow. In one go.
I'm going to try this.
-This slice. -It's inedible. Believe me.
Do your best. It's chocolate mousse, chocolate mousse.
-What's this then? -Nothing.
Those are walnuts. Eat.
Swallow. Don't taste it. Swallow.
Done.
Almost done.
Ready.
-Okay, guys. Go sit at the table. -Oh, no.
Yeah, that €1,000 is in.
Thanks to Luca.
Well, dear people, everything is eaten.
But unfortunately…
you all vomited.
-You're disqualified as a group. -You're kidding.
-You're joking. -Nonsense.
Just kidding.
-Congratulations, guys. €1,000. -My God.
Luca, you pig, Diez.
There's another elimination today.
But I'm actually curious,
who do you think is the perfect farmer or farm girl?
Just think about it.
-I'll see you later then. -Thank you.
I'm going to the toilet.
-Are you okay, dude? -No.
Who do you think fits best in the countryside?
Me.
-Did he really say "me"? -Yes.
I have a nice cap specially to fit in here.
And who are you?
I think none of us fit in here.
Later they'll say, "You fit in perfectly. Leave the contest."
Think about that too.
Perhaps the one with the most votes will get immunity.
Too obvious.
I could spend a week with Farmers Guus and Twan.
I could do whatever they ask me to.
I'm a drama queen, I laugh a lot, I do my nails, and I look good.
But I work very hard.
-Good day, hello. -Hi.
Hello, hardworking influencers.
That sounds weird, right?
-Yes, a little bit. -Yes, right?
Nevertheless you are.
-Yordi? -Yes, I'm doing fine.
We're still here. I'm really into it.
So I feel reborn.
So all those drinks yesterday only did you good?
Yes, they helped me mentally.
Jeez.
-Plamedi. -Robbert.
Are you nervous for tonight?
-A little. -Yes?
Why?
I hear people are stirring things up, so…
So, yeah, I've started worrying.
Stirring things up? In what way?
That I might have said something that isn't true.
Is it something that happened today?
I just didn't expect that person to go behind my back.
Does that person know who this is about?
Well, I think so.
-I think it's about me. -Yes?
-Actually, I don't care. -It doesn't have to matter to you.
She told me something and I passed it on.
I said nothing.
I don't think she has a reason to have an opinion about that.
She's been doing that to everyone since day one.
That's not true.
-Spreading things around? -Yes.
I never expected Lesley to talk.
Yes, dear people, that brings me to the next thing.
I'll call you up one by one in a moment.
Then write down the name of the person you think
belongs here the most.
So in other words, who do you think is the best farmer?
Harléya, go ahead.
Okay, the votes have been counted.
You've just decided
who you think belongs here the most.
But what you didn't know
is that by doing that
you've put others in the danger zone.
I told you so.
-Luca. -Yes?
Esmee.
And Harléya.
You all got votes.
That means you're safe.
Four of you didn't get any votes.
Those four are immediately in the danger zone.
Harléya,
good news.
You got the most votes.
The group thinks you're the best farmer.
But, Harléya,
the best farmer,
also has a privilege tonight.
You can
save one person.
Which of these four, as far as you're concerned, belongs here the most?
Welcome to the Achterhoek.
NEXT TIME
Pigs are so dirty. Really dirty.
-But not interest in mudflat hiking? -No.
I really hate people who don't even try to do their best
-She doesn't even encourage us, nothing. -Say it to my face, then.
Don't act like that with me. I'm not afraid of you.
-Now you're being childish again. -You're doing well.
Do you know who you'll vote for?
You know who I'll vote for, right?
You'll really go for Plamedi?
-I know what my golden paycheck is. -You know?
-Yes. -You already know?
If I were you, I wouldn't vote for Plamedi.
-Lesley? -Yes. I wouldn't vote for Plamedi.