01x06 - The Glass Heart

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INSPIRED BY THE NEW YORK TIMES COLUMN
MODERN LOVE

THE GLASS HEART

Dad.

I have judo.

Hey, Katelijne.

Yes.

Yes.

Go wake Mick up.

Yes, I'll be right there.

Yes, I'm coming now.

-Is mom bleeding?
-I don't know.

Are there bones sticking out?

I don't think so.

We'll see.

Is mom going to die?

Shut up, Troy.

FIFTEEN YEARS EARLIER

WHITE GLASS
OTHER GLASS

Are you throwing all this away?

Yes.

Could I have a couple?

Of course.

-Sure?
-Sure.

Okay, then...

I'm just gonna...

Do you want a box?

-That'd be great.
-Yeah? Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Did you drink all this yourself?

Is that what I look like?

I had a party.

Fun.

-What kind of party?
-For the opening of my exhibition.

Shame I wasn't at your opening.

Yeah.

All right.

May I?

Found more trash, have you?

-Not in my hallway.
-So help me.

-No.
-Selfish.

-Hi.
-Hi.

So...

You can just put it there.

NORTHLAND
HOSPITAL

Come on, boys.

Hurry up, Mick. Come on.

-Lille Pastoor, you said?
-Yes, she was brought in last night.

-Your relation to the patient?
-My wife, their mother.

She's in room A-301, third floor.

Thank you. Come on.

Hey.

This one too.

Wow.

Thank you for letting me do it here.

No problem.
It went really well last night.

-Yeah it did, right?
-Yeah.

Yeah, it went very well.

-I didn't expect that one.
-I get that.

No, you sold really well.

This one is also sold.

-Hey.
-Hey.

This is Lil.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Sander, welcome.
-Pleasure, Lil.

This is your work.

Yes.

It's nice.

-This is for you.
-Wow.

Cool.

-Do you smoke?
-It's an ashtray?

-It's an ashtray, yes.
-Okay.

-I don't smoke.
-No?

-No.
-Never?

No, no. Yeah.

Yes.

Do you like girls too?

Yes, I like girls too.

I like you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Hello, baby.

-Hello.
-Hello, there you are.

Troy, what are you doing?

-Sorry.
-Don't move.

-Yes. All in one piece?
-Yeah.

Guus, could you wrap that up for the lady?

This one?

-Jesus, what happened here?
-I dropped something.

-What does broken glass mean?
-Good luck.

Exactly.

This is it.

-Where's mom?
-She's in the ICU.

-What?
-Not for herself.

Her boyfriend, he's in the ICU.

What's the ICU?

Terrible. Imagine, being in
a car accident with your sweetheart.

Not a scratch on her,
but he's in really bad shape.

So she's fine?

She'll be right back.

-Shall I tell her you were here?
-Yes.

-Who shall I say was here?
-Her husband.

-How did it go yesterday?
-Fine.

So?

What?

Did it work out?

Babe, you sure you want to know?

Yes.

We had a bit to drink.

I went back with him,
but it wasn't really anything.

Okay.

We promised to always
be honest with each other, didn't we?

Yes.

I...

I saw Bruno recently.

-Bruno?
-My old roommate.

Bruno, the neighbor.

We used to hang out and now
we're seeing each other more often.

And?

It's nice.

Nice?

Yeah, very nice.

-What's a 'sweetheart'?
-Shut it.

A sweetheart is someone

you love very much.

Like mom and dad do.
Most of all, actually.

Obviously we love you and Mick
most of all too.

But sometimes,
you can love other people as well.

Like mom loves Bruno,
and I love other people too sometimes.

You can love lots of people at once,
you know?

That's called an open relationship.

An open relationship.

That's what they call it.

So, you and mom
are in an open relationship?

-Yes.
-With Bruno.

With Bruno.

No, it's really different.

For me it's just, I don't know, hook ups.

It's just sex.
But you have an actual relationship.

Okay, should there be more then?

Of course not.

But what I do doesn't mean anything.

In your opinion.

Okay.

Can you tell us what Lil means to you?

I can't imagine a day without her.
Lil is the love of my life.

I can be myself with her,
more than with anyone else.

Lil, what does Guus mean to you?

What should I say?

Why you're still with Guus?

I wouldn't know what to do without him.

He gives me purpose.

In work.

In our family and in love.

Yes, he sees other people. So what?

I'm seeing Bruno.

But that's so different.

I've never loved Guus any less.

Why should you break up then?

I'm off, guys.
Sweetie, are you going to bed soon?

-No.
-Can you be the bed police tonight?

Bye.

It's half past eight
and you have judo tomorrow, don't you?

-So?
-So, good night, Troy.

Your turn in an hour, my friend.

-Where are you going?
-I'm meeting Bruno.

Bye, guys.

You can't make anything, can you?

Thank you.

Wait, no.

No.

Yeah?

I win.

Again.

-I am the king.
-Yes.

-I'm the king.
-The king can go to bed.

Get going, to bed with you.

-I'm the king.
-Yeah.

Come on your majesty, to bed.

Let's go, king.

Nighty-night, loser.

Hey!

Hey, sweetheart. Careful.

Were you scared? You're here.

-Hey.
-Hey.

There was nothing I could do.

Hey.

Hey, sweetheart. Hey.

It was a truck, he didn't see us.
He was on our side of the road.

The truck braked, and skidded...

And Bruno pulled the car to the right,
off the road and...

Bruno took most of the impact.

Hey, come here.

Where's Bruno?

-Can I see Bruno?
-Of course you can.

Okay, can we go?

-Mick...
-Mom's fine.

Why are we still here?

-Hello.
-Hi.

What can I get you?

I'm still waiting, but I'll have a coffee.

-Sure, coming right up.
-Thanks.

Guus.

-Hi.
-Hey.

You're Guus.

-And you're Bruno.
-Yes.

Thanks for coming.

-No problem.
-Yeah.

-Hey, is this Ed?
-This is Ed.

Hey, Eddie.

I've heard so much about you.

What can I get you?

-A mint tea, please.
-Of course.

I'm going running after.
Training for a half marathon.

-A half marathon. Wow, Okay.
-Yes. Do you run?

Not enough, honestly.

I should go more often.

-I'm too busy.
-You're a photographer, right?

-Yes.
-I saw your photos on Lil's website.

-Really fantastic. Great stuff.
-Thank you.

Maybe you could take some of us.

-Us?
-Kat and me.

Kat. Katelijne's my wife.

-Oh, Katelijne, yes.
-We've been looking for a photographer.

And she really wants to meet you.

If you want, that is.

If you don't feel like it,
that's totally fine.

But, yeah, Katelijne and I
have learned that...

these kinds of situations are better
when everything's out in the open.

-Yes.
-So there's no surprises.

And if you know each other, it makes
everything a bit less complicated.

And easier.

Kat and Lil get on really well too.

Yeah.

Yeah, you know...

Look...

I'm good with what you and Lil have.
But that's between you.

And what Lil and I have is between us.

I'd like to keep it that way.

That's okay.

Yeah. I respect that completely.

-Great.
-Yes.

And with all due respect...

I don't really want to meet Katelijne.

-Katelijne, hey.
-Lil.

-Hey.
-Are you all right?

I was lucky.

Bruno saved me.

It's good that you called.

Good. You're here too. Fantastic.

We were just leaving.

You can stay if you want.

I'm just about to talk
to the trauma surgeon.

They have the results, so...

Things aren't going very well,
with me and Bruno, actually.

Hey.

It's always about him,
there's always something.

Sorry, this is awful timing.

I just can't do it anymore.

Hey...

Sorry,

it's just a bit much,
with you, it's always so good.

But that's only once in a while.

And he's a very demanding man.

And I think
I've kind of lost myself a bit.

I'm here to speak with
Mr. Vervaart's partner...

That's Katelijne Vervaart.

Follow me, please?

Are you coming too?

Here. See you in a bit.

Okay, boys. Seatbelts on.

Well?

He's going to be okay.

-He's stable.
-That's good.

-Are you okay?
-Yes.

He's going to be in recovery
for a long time.

-Yeah.
-He can't go home right now.

They live on the third floor.

He could stay with us.

We have enough space, ground floor.

-Katelijne could come if she wants.
-No.

No.

No.

We were keeping things separate.
No, I feel bad for him, but we can't.

What about the boys?

The boys or you?

-Excuse me?
-Why can't we?

That's not why. How would it work?

I think this is about you, Guus.
It's nothing to do with them.

-It's not about me.
-It is.

Why don't you stop all this stupid sh*t?

This is all such bullshit.

You're with Bruno, you're g*y.

Why can't you break up
like a normal couple?

-Sweetheart...
-Why can't we be normal?

What does that mean, normal?

You want us to do everything in secret?

Mom and I love each other a lot,
and yes, we see other people.

And that's nobody else's business,
and nothing to do with you.

Mick?

Mick?

I'm sorry I got so angry with you.
I shouldn't have done that. Okay?

It's all my fault.

What makes you say that, sweetie?

I wished for Bruno to die.

For him to be in an accident
and now it's actually happened.

Sorry, I don't want this.
I just don't want this.

Mick, it's not your fault.

-Yes it is.
-No, it isn't.

I understand that it's hard for you.

Sometimes I wish things were different,
there's nothing wrong with that.

You're allowed to think that.

You can think
all the awful things you want.

Bruno had an accident because
a truck driver wasn't paying attention.

And he saved mom. That's what happened.

That is what happened.

Okay?

Not inside.

Don't do that in here.

How did it go?

Fine, yeah. I got a 7.5.

-Great.
-Yeah.

-Dad?
-Yes?

I was thinking, there's a lot of space
next to your desk.

Yeah?

Maybe Bruno could put his bed there.

Between your office and mom's workshop.

Would that be okay with you?

And you?

Troy. Darling

That's my son. See that?

Hey.

You're not doing this for me, are you?

No way.

Feels good, actually.

Go Troy!

Okay. Ready?

Up we come. Okay?

-Yeah.
-Careful.

Yeah.

Yes.

Yeah.

-Let's go.
-Yes.

Wow, what's all this?

What's all this?

Here's your place.

Thank you.

Wow.

No...

-Comfortable?
-Absolutely.

Have you decorated everything
except my wheelchair?

Sweetheart. Really?

-Let's get a photo.
-Yes, photo time.

Hey, Troy.

Here you go.

-For me?
-Yes.

Thank you.

You're holding it upside down.

It's a heart.

-Did you make this?
-Yeah.

-Thanks, man.
-You're welcome.

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you