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01x01 - Welcome to Knokke, b*tch!

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Knokke Off". Aired: 12 May 2023.*
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A young couple in their early twenties, Louise Basteyns and Alexandre "Alex" Vandael, experience a carefree summer with their friends in the chic town of Knokke on the Belgian coast.

01x01 - Welcome to Knokke, b*tch!

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[muffled music, people cheering]

[muffled cheering]

[nervous breaths]

[muffled cheering]

[woman, muffled] Alex!

[woman, muffled] Alex!

[nervous breaths]

[woman] Alex!

[woman] Alex!

- [woman] Hey, Alex!

- [pounding techno music]

Hey, son!

You okay?!

Alex, come on. Did you take anything?

- No, I didn't take anything.

- Why did you make me rush over here?

[breathes heavily] They know.

- [techno music]

- [crowd] Hey, hey, hey!

What do they know?

[thud in the distance]

[boy] Lex! Lex!

[suspenseful music, people shouting]

[girl breathing heavily]

[girl sighs]

A FEW WEEKS EARLIER

[moaning] Stay.

[she laughs]

[male voice] Take your time for

a meditative walk in a secluded spot.

And in a place where there's room to walk

a few meters forwards and backwards.

[waves crashing]

When meditating while walking

focus on walking,

not on your destination.

[wind rustling]

[soft music in the background]

You need to be present,

with every step and with every breath.

Focus on firmly planting your feet.

First your left foot,

then your right foot.

[woman talking in distance]

You can try to pay attention

to your breathing.

[muffled music from headphones]

If other objects

or dangers impose upon you

[loud honking]

Sure, grandpa. What are you doing?

Are you just going to

[honks]

you don't need to pay attention to it.

I'm not waiting for you, grandpa!

Try to anticipate, will you?!

[honks]

- What was that?

- A much too expensive car.

[ominous music, woman talking in distance]

You simply continue running.

[girl panting loudly]

And now come to a full stop,

to complete this exercise.

[coughs]

[garden shears buzz]

- [Emilie] Daddy, left or right?

- [Angelique, French] Listen! No, no, no

- Is that important?

- Good morning.

- And?

- 18.5 kilometers in 1 hour and 20 minutes.

Well done.

[Angelique, French]

You don't understand. My daughter

[Flemish] Go take a shower.

[French] My daughter, the bride,

is the only one in white.

[Angelique, French] Right.

And the guests will wear different colors.

Okay. That's right.

Right

- Bye.

- I'll see you tonight.

[blender whirrs]

[Flemish] Your pills.

Yes.

- Don't forget them.

- I won't.

[tinny pop music over speaker]

Thank you, ma'am. That will be 720 Euros.

That makes 100, 200, 300,

400, 500, 600.

Daan, can you spare 120 Euros

for your mom?

No.

- I have to get something from the car.

- Okay.

Come here, lad.

[sighs]

I'll say this just once: at the first sign

of trouble, I'm throwing you out.

Ma'am.

I didn't even want to be at

this f*cking campsite, so don't worry.

And 120 more.

Yes, thank you.

Mrs. Van Lishout,

I wish you a nice stay in Cadzand-Bad.

I'm sure it will be. Thank you.

[Daan] Mrs. Van Lishout?

Yeah What a crazy b*tch.

Of course we're stopping by later on.

[Christine] Great.

Margaux is just labeling the Fontana.

Does Patrick still want it?

[Eleonore] He's 99 percent certain,

but he wants to see it in the flesh.

[Christine] Of course.

[Eleonore] See you later.

[Christine] Bye, sweetie.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Olivia? Hi there.

- Weren't you at the hairdresser's?

- What's that?

Weren't you at the hairdresser's?

Yes, but I suddenly didn't feel like it

anymore. I went to the bakery instead.

- [Olivia] Did you bring cupcakes?

- Yes, and small pastries.

Where's Dad?

- I don't know.

- Where's Dad?

And nanny Isabel?

I have no clue.

[soft, ominous music]

- [knocks on door]

- [Eleonore] Patrick?

- [door handle rattles]

- [Eleonore] Pa

- [Eleonore] I know she's in here.

- [Patrick] Huh?

[Eleonore] Isabel? Come here, girl.

I know you're in there.

Isabel?!

Isabel?!

- Mom. Mom, she's here.

- [Eleonore] Isabel?!

- Ma'am?

- [Eleonore] Huh?

I'm done with you, Isabel.

I'd like you to pack your things.

- What did I do wrong?

- Didn't you hear me?!

- Mom, please.

- Alex.

I don't want to see you again.

- But ma'am, I

- [Eleonore shouts]

[Isabel] Sir, please

You heard my wife.

[Daan sighs]

So, what do you think?

- Well, it's

- [Melissa] Really nice, right?

Yes.

Look, a toaster oven.

- Look.

- [Daan chuckles]

[Melissa] The bathroom is fairly big.

Really nice shower.

Oh, this room is even bigger.

This is really nice.

Look at this: mirror, little desk.

This is a good place to work

on your photo thingies.

[Melissa] Daan, are you out of money?

No, but someone still owes me 300 Euros.

[melancholy music]

[Alex] Mom.

- Listen

- No, son. No.

[sighs]

[scoffs]

- Okay Mom, I'm going.

- Do you have everything? Your phone?

- Yes.

- Yeah?

- Bye, Mom.

- Bye.

["Lipgloss" by Ruby Grace plays]

I only wear cherry

Leave it like a print on a tea cup

[Alex chuckles]

I dreamed of fingers through my hair

A strong force pulling it

Hurting me like it's fair

[song switches to headphones]

You know I like it though

[music stops abruptly]

- Can I ask

- [server] Just a sec.

[Alex] Matti, we can do better, really.

[Matti] I understand,

but there's much more to it.

You can't just open up a club.

You need an entire concept.

- Think, bro.

- No need to come up with something new.

You can copy the Casino Club and make it

better, more stylish and more expensive.

- [Matti] More stylish and more expensive?

- [Alex] Yes. Horny, like designer sex.

- [Matti] Designer sex

- [mutters]

What about the name:

- Crazy Lulu?

- [Victor] Crazy Lulu. Don't like it, no.

Lou Lou is a cheap perfume too, isn't it?

No, not the perfume.

You spell it with two U's.

- Luhluh?

- [Alex] No, not Luhluh.

You spell it with two U's

and it sounds like Lulu.

[everybody tries to pronounce it]

[Matti] Isn't that a biscuit brand?

Matti, if you have nothing sensible

to say, just be quiet.

Those little bears and letters

in a big bag.

- We have them at home.

- Lulu is a play, right?

That's it, a play.

About a fancy, l*sbian wh*re

in the days of Jack the Ripper.

- That's fairly blunt, Alex.

- Matti has to be able to understand it.

[Margaux laughs] Really

[Matti] And you're our great drama lover?

Come on.

- [Daan] I am

- [server] Come with me.

[Daan] Oh, okay.

- Stop staring.

- What?

- Hey

- [Louise] What?

Jacques, here's the temp.

- Hey, good morning.

- That's about time.

Afraid it's gonna get stolen?

No, I forgot my lock.

Come.

[Jacques] Catering experience: none.

Seventeen?

Sorry.

Name?

Uh, Daan.

[exasperated] Surname.

- Paroti.

- [Jacques] What?

Paroti.

Peroni.

- Peroni Surinamese?

- Half.

r*cist?

Half. [laughs]

Here. Fill these in and you can start

making some money.

- Yeah.

- I'll go get your uniform.

Uniform?

They need a new titty bar in Knokke

like a hole in the head.

- Please, it's no titty bar, dude!

- That's what it amounts to, doesn't it?

No! You know nothing of doing business.

Is that what they teach you

in Business School?

Apart from American football and rugby.

- Field hockey, not rugby.

- [Alex] Oh, sorry hoor.

[Victor] Nice.

- [Jacques] Put it on your head.

- [Daan] My head?

[Jacques] Yes, on your head. Up you go.

- [Margaux scoffs]

- And now call out.

- [Daan, quietly] Custard donuts.

[Jacques] Louder, Daan.

People can't hear you like that.

- [Jacques] Custard donuts!

- Still interested?

[Jacques] Custard donuts! Louder.

He works for his money.

- [Daan] Fresh custard donuts!

- [Jacques] Fresh donuts!

[Jacques and Daan] Custard donuts!

[Matti] Where did they get that joker?

He's new.

- [Victor] Yes.

- [Daan] Custard donuts!

- [Victor] I'd like to taste his donuts.

- [Matti] Of course.

[Jacques] There we go.

[Victor] Good afternoon.

- [Daan] Hi.

- [Margaux] Hello.

- I don't want that.

- [Louise] What?

[Margaux] Those donuts.

- [Victor] I never tried them.

- [Louise] I'll get too fat for my clothes.

How many do you want?

What's your name?

Daan.

[Victor] Hmmm, little Daan.

You don't look like a Daan.

[scoffs] I hear that a lot.

Your tray is teetering.

No, it's okay, man.

Here you go.

- [everybody laughs]

- [Margaux] Poor boy.

[Alex] Sorry.

- [Louise] Come on.

- I'm sorry. That wasn't on purpose.

[Daan] Never mind, I'll get a new one.

- Here you go.

- Would you like one too?

- [they all laugh]

- Yeah I was just going to ask

I'm sorry, I thought

Well, I say

[all] Oh!

[Alex] I told him it was teetering,

but he was like,

[imitating Daan] "No, it's okay, man."

[Margaux] On his first day.

[Margaux] What will Jacques say?

[the g*ng laughs, ominous music]

- [glass shatters]

- [all] Hey!

Now it's straight!

- [Matti] Are you insane?

- [Margaux] Alex, are you okay?

- [Alex] Yes, I'm alright.

- [Matti] Is it out?

Did you get it?

Hey. What's happening here?

Daan dropped his tray with donuts.

On your face?

Come with me. Come.

[Matti] Continue working. Come, mate.

[Jacques] It's okay, people.

Accidents happen.

- [Victor] Your teeth okay?

- I'm going to the bathroom.

[Matti] What was that, man?

[boy, crying] Daddy!

Daddy!

[father] Come on, back up.

[melancholy music]

[people chattering in the background]

Hey. [whistles] Jacques.

- You're not firing that kid, are you?

- Too late, Alex. It's done.

- You're not a r*cist, are you?

- What do you think?

It doesn't matter what I think.

It's about what other people think, buddy.

That's up to those people.

- [Daan] f*cking Knokke

- [Anouk] Having a nice holiday?

- Knokke. Arrogant, rich b*stards.

- Ah

You see those all the time here.

[Daan chuckles]

Anouk.

- Daan.

- Daan.

Surname?

So I can follow you.

- We chavs have to stick together.

- [snickers]

Paroti.

- Do brown chavs exist?

- [laughs] Sure. Those are the worst.

True.

- Getting a good look?

- [laughs]

- Sorry, I was looking at your T-shirt.

- Hmm.

- Casino Club, what's that?

- A nightclub in Knokke.

Full of rich, arrogant b*stards.

- Fun?

- It pays well.

I can tell. Nice iPhone.

Want to buy it?

If I want an iPhone,

I can steal it by myself.

[car approaches]

Daan.

Do you develop your photos yourself?

- No, I take them to the store.

- Hmm.

- I'd really like to see them.

- [car door closes]

Especially those of me.

This afternoon, in the sun.

[moped starts]

I have to go, Daan.

No, keep it.

- [Melissa] Hey.

- [Daan] Hey.

Ooh!

Wait, before I forget.

Un, dos, tres.

- Where did you get this?

- I stole an electric bike. [chuckles]

Yeah, right.

I borrowed it from an old friend.

- Since when do you have friends?

- I used to be young, once.

- I have friends of my own.

- Really?

[rap music playing]

[Melissa] Daan, how was your job?

Daan?

[rap song continues over headphones]

There.

- Are you sleeping there?

- Yes.

- On that thing?

- Yes.

Okay.

Right. Uhm, how was your job?

Good. I have nice boss.

Okay, bye.

- Good luck.

- Yeah.

[rap song continues over headphones]

[rap song continues on full sound]

[piano music playing, crowd chattering]

- [Angelique] Hi!

- Hi, darling.

[indistinct greetings]

- Hi! You look beautiful.

- [Emilie] Thank you.

- [Angelique] Hi, sweetie.

- Hi, Mom.

I've said it before and I'll say it again:

Crazy Lulu is a ridiculous name.

[Alex] Are you drinking two glasses?

- I'm thirsty.

- As long as you don't puke on my shoes.

I remember last time. You forget.

I had the globs on my shoes.

[Louise] I was wearing sandals.

- [Angelique] Hey, I heard your nanny quit.

- [Eleonore] Yes. Can you believe it?

- Olivia told me.

- Without notice and without a word.

Oh!

I can't really complain,

because she is going to nursing school.

Oh my, so selfish.

[ominous tone]

- [chuckles]

- Your dad is here.

- Fabian, I'll join you later.

- Ah, there he is.

[indistinct chatter]

Patrick.

Hi, Patrick.

[Christine] Patrick!

- So nice that you're here.

- Christine, hi.

[smacks]

- Show me.

- Yes. [laughs]

- [Margaux talks indistinctly]

- Hey

Is your mom selling the Fontana to my dad?

- [Margaux] Hm-mm.

- [Matti] Fontana?

[Louise] One of the great Minimalists,

together with Max Baumann.

[Alex] The white canvas with the tears.

- That's it, three tears?

- That's why its Minimalist, Matti.

It's the smallest thing here. [laughs]

- It's truly beautiful.

- [Angelique] Yes, really.

[ominous tone]

- [Louise chuckles]

- [Matti] How much are they asking for it?

[Margaux] My mom wants

1.7 million, that's it.

"That's it?" 1.7 million for three tears.

- I could do something better with that.

- [Matti] Opening a titty bar, right Lex?

[laughs] The Crazy Lulu.

Or have you thought of a better name yet?

Shall we move on to business,

before we're all too drunk?

- [laughs] Follow me.

- I think they closed the deal.

- [Matti] 1.7 million.

- [Louise laughs]

[Matti] I know what I would do with that.

Right, Victor?

I would by a luxury yacht in Saint-Tropez.

[dialogue fades]

I'm going to pee.

Oh

[phone chimes]

NOW YOU CAN WATCH ME AS MUCH AS YOU LIKE

[muffled dialogue and laughter]

[Christine] The Fontana is

now officially yours.

[kissing sounds]

[Christine] What about the guests?

- The guests are waiting.

- [Patrick] Let them.

[Christine chuckles]

[Christine moaning]

[Christine] Here, yes.

- Where are they? This is the last piece.

- Yeah

I'll have a look.

[Christine moaning]

[Alex sniffles]

[footsteps on stairs]

[Eleonore] This is Olivia's last piece.

Where's Dad?

Huh?

What?

- Mom

- What?

[Christine] Okay, congratulations.

- [Eleonore] Olivia's on her last piece.

- [Patrick] Yes.

- We had to sign this.

- [Eleonore] Yes, great.

- [Angelique] Is it done?

- Yes. It's done.

[last notes of piece]

[applause]

[mouths] Good job.

[Patrick] Beautiful, Olive Oil.

Great, darling.

Come on, take a bow.

- [crowd applauding]

- Ah! Bravo!

- Such a talent.

- She's a crack.

I'd enter her

in the Queen Elisabeth Competition.

Yes! She plays better than her teacher.

He says so himself.

- Chopin and Debussy, much better.

- [Christine laughs] I have to

- Really great party, Christine.

- Thanks!

[sighs] I'm not staying long.

Darling, tomorrow morning?

- Yes, ten o'clock at Natan's.

- For Emilie's wedding?

Hmm. Are you coming?

Can I drop in soon?

- For an injection?

- It's been nearly three months.

- [phone rings]

- Okay.

Oh! This can't be true.

It's as if they can smell it. [sighs]

- An emergency in the hospital.

- Again? Go.

Darling, I have an emergency.

- [Jan] What?

- At the hospital?

[Jan] Darling. Emergency.

[Angelique] Congratulations.

- Thank you.

- [glasses clink]

[Angelique laughs]

Has your dad left?

He always has emergencies

when he's not enjoying himself.

Right then

- I'm done here as well.

- [Louise] We did our duty.

- Come on, I've heard enough piano.

- [Louise chortles]

Thank you.

[phone beeps]

- Good evening.

- [bouncer] Good evening.

- Do you have an invite?

- Yes, from Anouk.

- Anouk? Doesn't ring a bell.

- No?

Short lady, black hair, lots of tattoos.

[voices approaching]

- [Alex] Aah

- Thomas.

- [bouncer] Good evening.

[Louise] Hi.

- [Matti] Good evening, boss.

- [Victor] Good evening.

Maybe she's inside.

- She'll recognize me once she sees me.

- No, man.

Hey.

He's with us.

- Have fun.

- Thanks.

Welcome to Knokke, b*tch.

[disco music]

[indistinct]

[girl] Whooo!

[Alex] Champagne!

Here's your girlfriend.

That is truly a hot chick.

- Hey, Daan.

- Hi.

Are those the rich b*stards?

Okay.

What the f*ck?!

Don't be shy!

[all] Oh!

[indistinct chatter]

[dance music plays]

[quiet dialogue]

[music becomes distant]

[they both moan]

You're thinking about him.

- Who?

- I saw you looking.

Who?

You know damn well who.

You're crazy.

You drive me crazy.

[rhythmic treadmill sound]

[soft, melancholy music plays]

[Daan] Hi Mom, I'm pulling an all-nighter.

I'll be back tomorrow morning.

[Louise] Daan?!

- [Daan] Bye.

- [Alex] Daan, come.

- [girl screams in background]

[melancholy music continues]

[the g*ng laughs and screams]

[Louise squeals]

[laughing and screaming]

- [all scream]

- Matti!

[melancholy music continues]

- [Louise] Alex, no.

- [Victor] Come on, join.

[Louise] No!

[they all scream]

[Daan] Whoo!

[waves crash]