PREVIOUSLY
Lesley better watch out for me.
Why's that?
She says she voted for me, with Yordi.
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.
Please talk softly. The chicks are getting upset now.
Plamedi.
I hear people are stirring things up, so…
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.
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.
Harléya,
the group thinks you're the best farmer.
You can save one person.
HEELS IN THE HAY UPSET INFLUENCERS - SEASON 2
Whose adventure isn't over yet?
Plamedi.
Plamedi?
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
That means you're safe, too.
Yes, Shanta, Lesley and Yordi,
that means you can start packing your bags.
Even when I don't get any votes, I'm still in.
Really fucked up.
What a misery.
I'm going to consult the village council.
And the village council can save only one of you three.
-How bad. -What now?
We're saying goodbye to two of you.
You're kidding.
I'm shocked by this.
See you soon.
Shanta.
I'm in shock.
Yeah, it sucks that Shanta is there.
Really, because I didn't expect it.
And then you also hear two are going home.
Not one, but two.
-Good evening. -Good evening.
Guus, you met them last night?
I saw them last night, yes, definitely.
-I hear it was fun. -Yeah, it was fun.
I was prejudiced at first, but it turned out better than I expected in every way.
-So, compliments to them, I think. -Yes.
-I'm glad to hear it. -Yes.
I have three photos in my hands,
of three people who are in the danger zone.
Yordi…
Shanta,
and Lesley.
Shanta was a feisty lady,
who can work hard, but a bit dominant.
Dad?
Yes, I gave Shanta €300 at first, when I was there.
But she has gone down a bit for me.
-Okay. -If I'm being honest.
Looking at how they've worked, Lesley stands out for me.
I saw them in the shack, and I found all three of them really fun.
-Yes. -They're balanced.
-Yes. -Then we have to decide.
Who are we going to save?
Whichever of the three of us stays,
promise me you'll kick Plamedi out first.
-Lesley wants Plam knocked out so badly. -I want revenge.
She literally has all the alliances
feeding her information and was telling it to everyone.
I really hope that Lesley stays.
That's what I hope for the most, and Yordi also.
He's also kind of in my alliance, I keep it a bit big.
Yes. There you are, the three of you.
Yordi, Shanta, Lesley,
there is only one spot for one of you.
I spoke with the village council.
You've left different impressions.
One was positive about it, the other, not so much.
Gripping.
A choice has been made.
And the first…
who we are saying goodbye to this evening…
is you, Yordi.
-Unfortunately. -Unfortunately.
-Your adventure is over. -Yes.
I came here on a mission. Didn't succeed.
You can't always get lucky.
And, yes, that's proven again today.
Do you look back on this adventure positively? It was the second time.
Yes, you know?
Heaven is crying, but after rain comes sunshine.
And, yes, it is what it is.
I'm out.
Shanta, Lesley,
one of you must follow Yordi.
Two ladies who don't want to go home yet.
Lesley…
you can stay a while longer.
Fuck.
-Shanti. -Of course.
-Go get them. -My friend.
-Yes, Shanta. -Yes.
That means your adventure ends here.
Unfortunately.
-Third time's the charm. -Yes.
You may say goodbye to the group. Thank you.
Thanks for everything, mate.
Shanti.
Yes, apparently, a girl from Enschede isn't a farmer.
-Bye, sweethearts. -Bye.
-Leaving in style. -But really.
Yordi, won't you take my suitcase?
I'm fed up with it now.
We hope the right people win.
Let the fake-ass bitches go away.
-Right, Yordi? -Yeah.
-Off we go! -Yes, come on. Very well.
Luckily, I'm fully dressed
-for my departure. -Yes.
My funeral outfit.
-Because today we died. -Yes.
Gone to heaven.
Till never!
-Are you okay, Les? -No.
No, you lied so much to everyone
-throughout the whole game. -I never lied to you.
-And would I have been the only one? -Yes.
Because you did lie to the rest.
Not to the rest.
-And Harléya and Esmee. -Why?
Because you told us everything that they discussed all the time.
That's not true.
I notice that Luca, Esmee and Lesley are turning their backs on Plamedi.
HARLÉYA
And I think, "No, I need her."
You should have saved Shanta. Only she was real with you.
-She didn't lie to you. -I'm truthful.
My head is going in all directions.
I played it smart. I have…
I just manipulated everyone, so…
Yes, I lied, I cheated.
Yes, and I don't feel bad or anything.
How long have you known?
-All along, from day one. -From the beginning?
-From the start. -From the start, Plamedi?
Listen. I'm not that strong, you know. I have to play it smart.
That's how she kept everyone on her side, so no one would vote for her.
Plamedi has to keep doing what she's doing. Distract the farmer, lie,
stab people in the back. I can just keep going.
I wish you the best of luck with "your trusted sister."
I'll never snitch on her.
After a turbulent stay among the Limburg turkeys,
the slimmed-down influencer caravan heads to the final stop.
A pig farm in Gelderland.
This is where it will be decided who will be the winner of this season
of Heels over the Ditch.
-A pig. -Piglets.
-Oh, geez. -Look at him lying there.
-That stench again. -So nice in the sun.
I'm not into pigs.
My god, they're big.
I arrive, I see pigs.
No.
This is fun.
I'm happy with that new farm. Finally, no birds.
Calm.
Good morning.
-Hi. -Good morning.
It's a brilliantly colorful group that has entered our yard.
HEIMEN FARMER
One with a swim cap, and a few blondes. All with extra-long nails.
We do not see this very often here.
Welcome to the Achterhoek.
For the next few days, we are guests of farmer Heimen and farmer Inge.
-Hi. -Hello.
And you guessed it already, guys.
We're on a pig farm.
Pigs are so dirty. Really dirty.
They're like mini elephants. That's how big those things are.
Disgusting, man.
We operate an environment-friendly circular farm.
What does that mean?
We have animals, and we also have land.
We also have fields, we have farmland, and we try to be self-sufficient.
What should I imagine with that?
Do you actually not need a supermarket anymore?
No. All the products come from our own land.
And we have our own meat.
A bit crazy with that organic shit.
"We don't need a supermarket."
They're really tofu people, you know? I'm not really into that.
I don't see any cows either. They only eat pork.
You want a meatball once in a while, too, right?
You're probably curious about where you're going to sleep.
Where?
I was happy. And then I see such a filthy pigsty.
Yes, you'll be sleeping next to Pepper and Kaneel.
-No. -And the piglets.
-And they snore, right? -They snore, yes.
I thought so.
Oops.
I'm finally rid of Yordi.
Then I get this again.
I thought, "This is definitely going to be the worst."
This is a joke, right?
Are we sleeping here?
And it wasn't a joke.
-Oh, my God. -I feel so bad.
That sleeping spot is the absolute worst of all.
Among the pigs. Next to the pigs. Intense.
We're lying next to the pigs.
-Honey, there's still poop. -Yes, that's why.
This is intense.
A pig might like to lie there, but I don't.
I really miss a real bed.
Oh, my god.
A mouse.
I suddenly hear everyone screaming.
So I start screaming, too. I think, "This is bad."
-I'm not sleeping there. -Where then?
Calm down for a second. That's enough now.
Such tiny little mouse.
There were four or three in that hole.
In those straw bales over there.
-Where? -There.
Do you have a mouse?
Honey, not one, not two, not three, but four.
I saw that they were quite impressed by the sleeping spot.
INGE FARMER
I'm not going to sleep there.
I feel sorry for them, having to sleep in that barn.
Oh, my god, see that spider.
No, get lost, no spider.
I'm so afraid of spiders, but I can't explain why.
Because they're just tiny little bodies with a few legs attached,
but I think they're so scary.
There's a really big spider.
I can't take this.
There are spiders in the hay.
I'd rather sleep in the mud next to those pigs,
than in that barn with spiders.
-Are you crying? -Yes, I…
-Oh, darling. -Oh, sweety.
-Oh, Es. -It'll be fine.
I'm so afraid of spiders.
I'm lying next to you. I'll keep the spiders away.
-I can't do this with the spiders here. -You can.
There were spiders everywhere, but you didn't see them.
-I look like a baby, man. -No, it's okay, sweetie.
Tonight is my worst nightmare.
Knowing that I have to sleep there, I really don't like it.
So terrible.
The dirty cunt.
Will you laugh at me again, bitch?
That I have to cry over spiders. You have no idea.
You're always such a strong girl, acting tough.
You stand up for yourself. Now you're crying because of an insect?
I'm so afraid of spiders, really.
Sorry.
We have to start working.
There are nice overalls there.
And boots.
Once we had settled a bit, we had to get to work right away.
So then I thought, "Can I just aqua…"
Yes.
How do I say that? "Aquamataralize"?
Those suits aren't dry yet, are they?
I thought, "Let's first do some 'acclimatiralizing.'"
Forget it.
Forget it, indeed. We move on quickly.
ENLARGE THE MUDD PUDDLE
There's a group of pigs waiting for their daily care.
With these aromatic tasks, you can earn as much as €350 per person.
If that happens without grunting, of course.
Well, follow me.
That smells.
The plan is to expand the pond at the back.
Yeah, the water was too filthy. It was disgusting.
They say it's good for your skin. I don't believe that.
I'll just go for it. For free.
It's really, really very dirty.
My socks.
What a disaster.
Yes.
-Les. -Lesley, no.
I'm going to cry.
Your butt's still dry. It's not too bad.
Okay. Oh, my gosh.
Is it working?
But no interest in…
-mudflat hiking? -No.
I already saw, it came up to Luca's knees, I think. No.
Even higher, up to his waist or so. I don't want to swim in that.
See, I have my limits.
No? You don't feel like it?
I'm up for it, but it's really disgusting.
Really disgusting?
Don't make a fuss.
Just go into the water.
Go pull out plants on the side. You're not doing that either.
You're standing there like a little kid.
He's going to poop.
-It's having a hard time coming out. -They don't like influencers.
I'm so glad I'm not in there.
You can at least try it for a bit.
She stood there like Mrs. Grumpy, "I'm really not doing this."
I thought, "But this way we get less money."
-Do you find them scary or gross? -Both.
Both.
I knew pigs were dirty. I didn't know they were this dirty.
I love pork.
But what I saw there? Yeah, sorry, I became "piggytarian."
-This won't be our new farmhand. -No.
That attitude she showed there, we actually don't recognize.
Take action, don't complain.
It does mean, though, that you might be reducing your chances.
-Do you want to do other work? -I know. Yes.
-Take someone. We're cleaning the barn. -Lea, do you want to come?
-Yes, that's fine. -Come.
I really hate people who don't even try to do their best.
I'd also rather be in the barn. Yeah, sorry.
I find that annoying. It's rubbing me the wrong way.
I just think it's childish behavior.
She's not doing her best and doesn't motivate us.
She's not helping anywhere.
Plamedi never does a damn thing.
Plamedi is so lazy,
she should go lie with the pigs, because they don't do anything either.
Really a lazy bitch, man. I just can't deal with that.
-Come on. -Look then.
-Who's going to follow? -Does that earn extra points?
Oh, sweetie. Are you enjoying yourself?
Yes.
Darling.
But when you see this, you know why we do it.
-Because she really likes it. -Look.
Yes. This is motivating.
There are some people who are really sucking up.
They are focused on the game.
It's pretty deep here already, huh?
Yeah, what?
-Make it really clean, okay. -What?
Clean it, before they get angry.
I haven't been in the water.
I can forget about that €350.
Not if you clean it.
I motivate Plamedi, because I want her to earn a lot of money.
I already messed it up there. So that's definitely a lot less money.
We have all day tomorrow. You don't know what we're going to do.
Yes, okay.
No complaining. Don't argue.
No angry faces, smile for the sake of the nation.
I just want to see teeth, and work, girl.
Outside in the mud puddle, the others continued to work hard.
To the great satisfaction of Inge.
-Well, I think it's deep enough. -Yeah?
That sow is happy, you can see that. That's good.
Okay.
-Are we all going? -Yes, we had to.
-We'll help you. -We're done.
When the wheelbarrows are full, bring them outside.
Oh, dear. Oh, my. On the ground.
I think Harléya is really giving it her all.
She's got sweat on her back.
No wonder, with such a wig on your head. But she works like a champ.
Grab that wheelbarrow there. Do something, friend.
I think it's crazy.
She's happy to be there the whole time.
Luca starts like,
"I found Plam's behavior annoying and blah-blah." But he wasn't aware
that Plam was in the barn next door. So she could hear everything.
-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.
-I didn't say you had to be afraid. -Say it to my face.
-Crybaby. -Then stay put. Come back.
I'm being called sneaky. I think I'm anything but sneaky.
That's why I say it to her face.
I said that it's a pity
that you don't encourage us like, "You're doing great."
-Okay. -Now you're being childish again.
-You're doing well. -You're being childish again.
I can't stand people with childish reactions.
Encourage and then clap all pathetic like that. Act normal.
-What then? -Please, shut the fuck up!
No.
Nothing but a fuss.
I know what he's up to.
-Lonely. -No.
Listen. Hello? But you won't let me finish either.
I said that it's a shame you don't encourage us.
You don't do anything.
Your answer to that is a childish reaction.
I'm annoyed about that. Every time I talk to you,
I get things like this and "Fuck you." I don't talk about you like that either.
Okay, sweethearts, can we do this after work?
You're keeping me from my work. I want to work.
Please, toddler.
I've never worked with someone so childish.
And I work at a school.
The mood within the group is below zero.
But do the paychecks make up for it?
PAY SLIPS
Well, Les, at the top. You go first.
Can I go first?
Okay.
-€150 less. -Ouch.
Ouch.
Actually, I should have worked hard, because if I had worked hard,
and they wanted to eliminate me,
then I could have been saved by the village council.
But I kind of fucked up.
-You also have €150 less. -Yeah.
I wanted a golden paycheck, too. I'm so happy. Yes.
€340.
I earned €340.
Well, you know, a 9.8. Awesome.
-Sweetheart, great job. Golden ticket. -Bombo.
I've never had one myself.
I know it is often something powerful, so I'm a bit jealous.
With the work assignment, the group could have earned €1,750,
but they didn't succeed in that. €1,140 go into the piggy bank,
which now brings it to €17,875.
Look, a letter.
But we just finished working.
"Dear influencers."
"Over the past few days, you've galloped through farm life."
"Today you'll trot onward toward a tradition."
-"See you there." -We're going horse-riding.
We're going horse-riding.
Will we do this?
I really want to do it.
I can't wait to see my hair blowing in the wind on a horse.
I really like it.
So much fun. Horse-riding.
Yes.
Off to riding school. Yeehaw.
Yes, Luca. The arena awaits.
The first edition of the Heels over the Ditch equestrian event
is about to kick off.
And the horses are ready to go.
I just don't know what I'm seeing. I don't know what I'm seeing.
Hello.
I think we're going horse-riding.
Nope. I see wooden sticks, with toy horses, sand.
What's going on here?
Hi.
-Hi. -Hello.
What the fuck kind of horses are these?
Welcome to a new countryside tradition.
Today, we're going hobby-horsing.
Hobby-horsing.
-Yes, Leonie. -Yes.
-You specialize in this. -Yes.
I'm Leonie, and this is my fellow jury member Christel.
Hobby-horsing is a sport practiced almost all over the world.
Where you perform a dressage test or go show-jumping with a hobby horse.
I thought kids did this for fun.
But it turns out it's a real sport. Then you're really nuts.
If I understood correctly, there are two different disciplines.
Yes, the jumping. That's done for speed.
And the dressage. That's about how nicely you move through the arena on your horse.
Fucking hell.
Stop it.
I can't help but laugh.
Plamedi bursts out laughing, Lesley bursts… I'm dying of laughter.
I found it very disrespectful that I had to laugh so hard, but, yeah.
She took it so seriously. Yeah, sorry.
Sorry.
Everyone was laughing uncontrollably. It was bad. It was sad for that woman.
But, yeah, she has to understand it. Come on.
She's probably laughed at a lot with such things.
This isn't normal, right?
In a moment, you'll each show a dressage test one by one.
Of course, you have to walk properly.
And you can move along a bit with your horse.
We look at the three gaits of a horse, the walk, trot, and canter.
In the canter, you put one leg forward each time.
Then you make a very long stride.
Those are the things we want to see.
You have to have a stick between your legs,
with one hand like this and the other hand on the reins.
As if you're actually horse-riding.
Yes, get lost.
Well, dear people, that was a fun warm-up.
But now the dressage. These ladies will judge you strictly on that.
Maybe it's good for you to know,
there's quite a lot at stake today.
The one who can impress these ladies the most
won't have to sleep in the pigsty tonight.
I prefer to sleep in that barn as little as possible.
I have to go for it. I must, must, must.
You will be staying with a person of your choice in a lovely glamping tent.
I have a professional dance background, I just have to win this.
FUN WITH YOUR HOBBY HORSE
Extended trot.
Try to incorporate all those steps and just go.
Turning, pirouettes. From left to right. Front to back.
Turn around, 360 degrees, and just freestyle.
It's very special, indeed. You can't really do that on a horse.
Look, backwards.
Wow!
What am I doing? I'm standing with a stick between my legs,
I'm just doing steps here in a sandbox.
I can imagine that children find this funny.
But if you do this as an adult, well…
I don't know anymore.
I had a horse between my legs and thought,
"I'm going to make a marionette show out of it."
What's she doing?
The funny thing is, first, I'm laughing at them,
but then I really want to win.
She does get a minus point for that. The horse has to be between her legs.
I'm tired already.
The horse is the wrong way round.
Plamedi, oops. Keep breathing. It's free.
I'm tired.
Leg up.
And jump a little.
Turn round a bit.
How's the riding?
I'm tired.
I thought that sounded really good.
But I think the visuals weren't that great.
I'm tired.
-Has that minute passed already? -No.
You're not done yet, honey.
I need to work on my fitness.
-No extras shown. -No.
Not shown, so a two.
Come on, Georgie.
Nice, nice, nice.
George and I decide to flirt a little bit.
-George wants to say hello. -Hi.
-You must not influence the jury. -I'm not.
Yes, nice.
I've no idea what I'm doing.
Up in the air with those legs.
Nice footwork.
Yes.
I hope it's okay.
Oops, George.
We move on to the award ceremony.
We go from three, to two, to one.
We'll start with third place.
We were very impressed by that.
-Harléya. -Yes.
I regret not winning the glamping prize.
I don't want to sleep in the cold. With those dirty mice, and spiders, and…
Just that horrible space.
And then number two.
Esmee.
I'm bummed that I didn't win.
I always prefer going for the win.
Okay, folks, let's move on to number one.
The winner is sleeping in the glamping tent tonight.
And not alone, because you can bring one person along.
Don't keep us waiting any longer.
The winner scored almost all the points.
We were very moved and really enjoyed watching it.
That's Luca.
George, little George. We are first.
Yes, Luca. My colleague got quite warm from that.
He was shining and also understood that he had to impress the jury well.
What I liked the most? He was enjoying himself.
He really enjoyed it. And the combination between him and George…
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
And who is sleeping next to you tonight?
There was just a little moment at the stable, and I found it so sad.
I want to take Esmee so she doesn't have to sleep with spiders.
-So sweet. -How sweet.
Now that Luca has won glamping,
I assume that Harléya's golden paycheck is not glamping.
I think Harléya is going to get something powerful.
So, here we are again at our little stable.
He tore our garbage bag up.
Sir.
No, yuck.
No.
But that means you don't have glamping, but something else.
With your golden ticket.
Yes, something else is connected to that. That golden paycheck.
Luca indicates that the golden paycheck has nothing to do with glamping.
And I see Esmee shaking.
I see Lesley shaking.
I see a lot of question marks.
A golden paycheck is not a good sign at this stage of the game.
And Harléya wants me out.
So I am really annoyed that she has that golden paycheck.
Luca, I'm so grateful to you.
This is so romantic.
Luca won the glamping prize.
And he chose me.
I actually think it's very funny, because I have already voted for him twice.
And yet, he chose me. Everything's going smoothly for me.
If you screw me over one more time now, Esmee,
I'll go crazy. This is nice and soft, too.
-Luca, I want to speak my mind. -Yes.
-You know I'm on your side now. -Yes, darling, I know. I hope so.
You know I'm on your and Lesley's side.
I'm in an awkward position.
I've gotten myself a bit into this,
because I'm nice to everyone, kind to everyone.
Luca always tries to pull me to their side a bit.
And Harléya does exactly the same.
So I just let them both believe that I'm on their side.
I am really grateful to you. I want to thank you very much.
Now I trust Esmee.
If she screws me over one more time, I'm the dumbest person ever.
Like… Because, yes, it would really disappoint me.
I'm on my way to brush my teeth,
I walk calmly down that path, and suddenly I see a letter lying there.
I look, and I see my name.
"Harléya,
with the golden paycheck, you haven't just received a reward,
but also a powerful weapon in this game.
The golden paycheck gives you an extra vote at the next elimination.
You have more influence than the rest of the group."
I tell Plamedi what just happened to me, and Plamedi's mouth drops wide open.
Start doing your best tomorrow and stop complaining.
It's super-important for Plamedi that she does her best tomorrow,
and that she shows she belongs here. Like a farmer.
If tomorrow he says, "Go in the water." What will you do?
I'll go in the water.
If he says to you, "Scoop poop." What will you do?
Then I scoop.
If he says, "Feed those pigs." What will you do?
Sometimes she acts like she's my mother.
But, yes, she's right.
Sometimes I need a kick in the butt.
-What do you do then? -Feed those pigs.
Okay.
-We really need to get them out now… -Yes. Start doing your best.
I slept wonderfully in the glamping tent.
It's wonderful to wake up in a bed, Luca.
That's the first night I've dreamed.
What did you dream about?
About a plane crash, and now my whole neck is stiff.
This was so nice.
Unbelievable, what a… That fucking rooster.
Good morning.
Look.
I don't know what you're doing, but we need to work.
Line up.
This really feels like some kind of boot camp.
Sleeping in a stable, it feels like a prison.
Then she's going to wake us up, and then…
I don't really know. It just doesn't make me happy.
Get dressed quickly, I'll see you soon. Good luck.
-See you soon. -Bye.
Go away. Just go that way.
I want to grab my boots and that rooster is there.
And I think, "Why are you getting so angry?"
He's attacking me. I'm being attacked by a rooster.
I didn't know roosters had the guts to attack a human.
Calm down. I'm just grabbing my boot. I'm just grabbing my boot, yeah.
Help!
Why is that rooster attacking me? What the fuck?
Total panic.
Fuck! He keeps going. I don't know what to do.
-Are you crying? -Yes.
Really?
He's attacking me.
-No. -Honey.
What?
-What the fuck? -He's still laughing.
I was really panicking for a moment. I really thought, "What's happening?"
-That big one? -That big one?
Yeah, that rooster.
-Roosty. -Hey.
No, we're not doing that either. What are you doing?
He's gone now. You can go back to doing your thing.
Okay, so I'm going to talk to Esmee in a bit and I'm going to bluff her.
I'm going to use my position to bluff Esmee.
Blackmail, threaten. Call it what you want.
I'm going to tell her, "Esmee, I have a golden pay slip.
I'm not going to tell you what that entails.
The only thing I'm going to tell you is, "Vote for Lesley."
If you don't, then I guarantee you that you won't be in the final."
And then I walk away.
And then we'll see if she will vote for you.
Good that you attacked Lesley. You did well.
While Harléya is busy removing the bad apples from the group,
the group will also be dealing with bad apples today.
On a nearby farm, fruit needs to be picked up for the pigs.
This takes place under the watchful eyes of orchard bosses Tessa and Aaron,
and these two sweethearts.
We end up in a pretty nice garden with lots of apple trees.
It kind of looks like the garden of Adam and Eve.
Various scents also start to emerge.
Sometimes it smells nice, sometimes it suddenly smells gross.
Pears are so gross.
-Welcome. -Hello.
You are guests here at the museum and museum garden 't Olde Ras.
What we do is, we collect garden trees. And that's rare.
These are trees that have existed for hundreds of years in fruit history.
The idea is that you'll fill crates, pick up the rotten fruit,
and take it back to Inge for the piglets.
It's rotten. Rotten isn't good for you, so to speak.
Do you get what I mean? It's rotten for a reason.
So I would say, let's go.
-Okay. -Get to work.
I'm going to make sure that they treat our orchard with as much care as we do.
We have rare trees here that must not die.
That the place is treated with respect.
Sorry.
Can you touch rotten fruit with your bare hands?
Digging around in those leaves, I feel just like a pig.
Small apples, big apples.
It looks like a simple task, but it's really gross. Phew.
Sometimes that rotten fruit feels so gross.
You'd pick it up and it would melt in your hand.
And then all that mush would just… No, never mind.
I'm just going to sit down, man.
Here's a worm.
I don't really understand why farmers never use gloves.
That's plastic, bad for the environment. Whatever.
Then just give me a knitted wool glove, right?
Rotten fruit. Very dirty. My nails.
Oh, Harléya. All that mold stays under my nail.
I don't know what kind of nasty mush I got on my… It was gross.
I got poop and mold under my nails.
I found it disgusting.
I really need to pee.
Quickly.
-I need to pee. -Me, too. Where are you going to pee?
Here.
Guts.
Are you peeing in their garden?
You know, I think, "It's just nature."
I see that rotten fruit on the ground. Then my pee can go on it, too.
I'm going to make sure that they treat our orchard with as much care as we do.
That the place is treated with respect.
Now those apples are getting bitter.
A touch of Esmee.
Maybe those trees will grow better, too.
-I've got shit under my nails. -Already? There she comes.
-Here she comes. -How's it going?
-Fine. -Fine.
Can I do volunteer work here, too?
A warm welcome. Both of you.
This one's dirty.
-Good job, Plam. -You, too.
Plamedi is doing better than yesterday, but it's 80%.
I'm missing that 20%.
If you hold it upright, not everything falls off.
You've lost half of it.
-Where? -Can you start over again?
-Is it going well on the other side? -Yes. How about with you?
Yes, great.
I just have to work on Esmee, and I think,
this is a really good opportunity to discuss my plan with her.
You know who you're going to vote for?
You know who I'll vote for, right?
You'll really go for Plamedi?
Yes, I think so.
Plamedi is not doing well in the group.
Actually, it's normal that I want Plamedi out.
-I'm not going to kick Plamedi out. -No, I get that.
I know what my golden paycheck is.
-You know? -Yes.
-You already know? -Yes.
If I were you, I wouldn't vote for Plamedi.
-Get lost, Harléya. -I'm not joking.
-Just come along. -Okay then.
-Lesley? -Yes.
Esmee reacts so chill.
She switched so quickly.
I'm shocked by it. I thought, "That's the Esmee I want to see."
We'll just go for Lesley. Then it will be okay.
And then we'll all be in the final.
I go along with her, and she really thinks that I'm still on her side.
For me, it's just a tactic.
Otherwise I'll have to put you in the danger zone.
-Yes. -I don't want that either.
It's nice to have Esmee back on my side.
I was like, "Where are you going?"
"You're going nowhere. You stay here, my friend."
-Hello? -Yes.
We're going to wrap it up.
-Oh, great. -It was heavier than I thought, though.
Enough rotten apples to feed Inge's pigs.
But the question is, how much will their own piggy bank be fattened?
In other words, what did the work earn them today?
Well, take it out, then.
€325, okay, thank you. I can live with that.
I don't understand why €25 was deducted.
-€325, okay. -Okay, yeah.
I've really turned into a farmer-in-training. A sort of farmhand.
-€325. -Okay.
€300.
Today, I earned €300.
But it was still the least of everyone.
-Yes. -What the fuck?
The farmer didn't see that I peed.
-Otherwise he wouldn't have given €350. -Did you pee?
-Yes. -I really had to go.
-On her haunches. -That's water for the plants.
I said I wanted to do volunteer work here. Maybe that's why.
-Oh, slimeball. -Well done, guys.
-I'm happy. -A lot in the jar.
Sweet-talked the farmers. So it worked.
The money's in, you know.
-Nice. -Do these need to come?
Yes, for the pigs. They need to eat that.
You want to do volunteer work, right?
Whether it's because of the sweet-talking or not, the influencers did pretty well.
PICKING UP FALLEN FRUIT
Of the €1,750 they could earn, they raked in €1,650.
The joint piggy bank is now about to burst,
and is worth no less than €19,500.
Shall we throw it?
Make sure to not throw it on the pigs.
Come on. Move aside.
Those pigs eat a lot.
You give some. Five minutes later, it's gone.
Daddy's just stopping by.
-There you go. -Enjoy it.
-Look, a letter. A letter. -Over there, too.
-Can I get past? -Come here with that letter.
"Dear influencers, the last elimination before the semi-final awaits."
"This time, it might feel twice as hard."
"Every vote can be decisive, but know,
in this group, not all is as it seems."
I think it's a plot twist with the golden pay slip.
I really don't know.
Last elimination.
We still don't know what Harléya's golden pay slip means.
While I do have the feeling that she knows it.
Esmee, how do you feel?
-You're so quiet. -I'm just waiting for what comes.
I still think somewhere that she's kind of bluffing me.
That's why she says to me, "Esmee, you must not vote for Plam."
Harléya asked Esmee to vote for Lesley.
And kind of threatened her. But I don't know if Esmee will go along.
I don't trust Esmee's words.
I have the feeling that I can trust Esmee, but still there is
a small part of me that says, "Don't trust her yet."
Welcome, city dwellers.
Tonight, your seventh elimination takes place here.
And that's also the last one.
After this elimination, we'll know who among you five will be in the semi-final.
Esmee…
can you smell the semi-final?
Yes, I can. Yes.
Do you expect votes tonight?
No.
-You never know. -No, indeed.
-Plamedi? -Yes, Robbert?
Are you still up for all this?
I sort of dug my own grave.
-So, yeah. -So you've been caught?
Very much.
-Because you had multiple alliances? -Yes, I had multiple alliances. For sure.
-Lesley. -Yes?
-Almost the semi-final. -Yes.
Are you in?
Yes, I think I've played the game pretty well.
I've actually never really earned very little.
I was always stable with my salary.
I think that with that I've earned a spot in the semi-final.
Harléya, you had the golden pay slip yesterday.
And that's why you also got a letter from me yesterday.
Do you want to share it with everyone?
I got a letter from Robbert last night that said
that my vote doesn't count as one, but as two.
Yes, Harléya, that means you get to cast two votes,
and the rest, of course, just one.
I'll call you up here one by one in a moment.
Write down the name of the person you think
doesn't belong in that semi-final.
You can go first, Harléya.
When I heard that Harléya had an extra vote, I was happy.
I immediately started calculating.
She said, "If I were you, I wouldn't vote for Plamedi."
I knew she was bullshitting.
What comes around, goes around.
The votes have been counted.
I'm going to consult the village council now.
They will decide the fate of some of you.
Harléya.
Congratulations. You're in the semi-final.
Plamedi.
Your spot in the semi-final is not safe yet.
-You may go pack your bags soon. -I know.
Esmee, you too…
are in the semi-final.
Nobody votes for me.
They pick me for a dinner and to go glamping.
I take advantage of everyone, and they don't see it, those bunch of idiots.
Lesley and Luca,
one of you will soon be guaranteed a spot in the semi-final.
Lesley,
your spot in the semi-final is not safe yet.
You may go pack your bags.
Luca, that means
that you are in the semi-final.
-Congratulations. -Thank you, thank you.
Yes, Plamedi, Lesley, you may go pack your bags.
I'll consult the village council.
-Okay. -See you soon.
If Lesley goes home instead of Plamedi, I'll eat my shoes.
-Good day. -Hello.
-Hi. -The village council.
I have two photos in my hand here.
Two people who received the most votes.
They're in the danger zone.
It's up to you…
-I do have an opinion about that, so… -Yeah?
It's easy after what I've seen today.
-For me, too. -Yes?
Very certain.
Yes, no, very certain. Just effort and attitude.
-Interested. -Can be corrected well.
Asked questions.
The experience was more intense than that of the other lady.
-I agree. -Okay. Well, then we're done.
Great.
Then I'll tell them the good and the bad news.
I'll see you there.
Oh, look. Lesley.
I'm on my way.
Aren't you gonna come and help?
-You voted for me. -You voted for me, too.
-Hi. -Hi.
Welcome back.
Thank you.
Lesley…
Plamedi…
One of you will be back in your own bed tonight.
One of you will play the semi-final tomorrow.
NEXT TIME
The stinger goes in and burrows deep into your skin.
If you're not afraid of that, you're crazy.
-You can do it. -No, no, stop.
Today, we're doing a countryside exam.
On which sea is the province of Zeeland located?
When I hear that question, I really wonder where I was.
Why do I not know this?
That's what you're playing for today.
The prize pot of no less than €20,600.
Welcome to the grand finale of Heels in the Hay. I was.