Two Summers (2022) s01e01 Episode Script

1 [pleasant piano music playing.]
[cell phone chimes.]
How do we turn this thing on? - [Romée.]
Peter? - Yeah.
- [Romée.]
You all right, honey? - Yeah.
[whispering.]
This isn't happening.
[cell phone chimes.]
Oh, fuck.
[breathing heavily.]
- [Romée.]
Are you all right? - Okay.
Oh, fuck.
[water running.]
- [Romée.]
Are you gonna answer me? - Yeah, I'm coming.
[sighs.]
Okay.
Oh, fuck.
Okay, let's go.
- You all right? - Yeah.
Hmm.
[opening theme music playing.]
Just park where I'm standing.
[car approaching.]
Here, yeah.
By the Beetle in front.
Yeah.
Yeah.
[seat belt clicks.]
Good timing.
[trunk shuts.]
[Sofie.]
Hey.
Oh.
[chuckles softly.]
- And, how was it? - Too long, huh? I missed you.
- Seriously.
- [laughs.]
[exhales sharply.]
- What? - Nothing.
Are you nervous? Not seeing them for such a long time.
Nervous? No.
You? No.
I'm excited.
It's gonna be great.
[horn honking.]
- New arrivals.
- Ah.
[both chuckle nervously.]
Oh, hey, what's the name of Luk's girlfriend again? I've been in yoga class with her for over a year.
- Yeah, sorry.
- [chuckles.]
Lia.
- Lia.
- Lia.
[Didier chuckles.]
- [Luk.]
Hey.
- [Didier.]
Look at that.
"Driving School Van Gael," huh? - It's electric.
- Yeah, that's good, man.
- Didier.
- Hey.
She'll think you're a flight attendant, but you're not, right? I got back from three weeks in Düsseldorf.
- Hey.
- Hey, Sofie.
- Hi, Luk.
- International refresher course.
- I haven't even been home yet.
- Oh, wow.
- Hi, girlfriend.
- Hey.
Hi, Lia.
Lia, Didier.
Didier, Lia.
Good day.
Didier.
I'm Didier.
[laughs.]
Well, let's hope it's warmer over there, huh? Yeah.
- [man.]
Do they own that plane? - I don't know.
And then that pasture, huh? They own that too? - How am I supposed to know that, Pop? - I just hope you have a good time.
- Have some fun.
- Well, yeah, my boy.
Have fun, huh? Don't give him too much sugar.
It will only wind him up.
Hmm.
- Soda has sugar too.
You hear me? - Yeah, yeah.
Daddy! - Dad, thank you.
- Yeah.
- There's my boy.
- Hi, Daddy.
- Hey, buddy.
How are you? - Good.
You're gonna have some fun with your grandpa this weekend, right? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - You'll behave yourself? - Of course I will, Daddy.
- I won't hear any complaints? - No, you won't hear any.
Nosey-nose.
I'll see you soon.
All right.
Don't give him any soda, it keeps him awake.
- My baby.
See you Monday, okay? - See you Monday, Mom.
- I love you, yeah? - Love you too.
You can go straight ahead over to there and then follow that bend.
- That's the easiest.
- Okay, will do.
- Hey, Jens.
- Hello.
- See you, Frans.
- Thanks, Dad.
Drive safe.
Well, there they go.
Come on.
Can we still switch that first weekend in September? Sure, we'll work something out, Luk.
- Hi, there.
- Hey.
- Hi, Saskia.
- Hey.
- [Saskia.]
You look good.
- So do you.
- [Saskia.]
Thank you.
Hi.
How are you? - Hey.
- Didier, hi.
- Hi, Saskia.
Oh, my.
You just got off work? Yeah.
I just had a refresher course for a new plane.
So I've heard.
I had quiet a time finding this one.
- Let's hope it's a bit warmer there, huh? - I was just saying that.
- Now we wait for the big man, right? - Yeah.
That is a serious problem, I agree.
That's why I want you to know that I'm handling it myself personally.
All right? Of course.
That's for Monday.
Sounds good.
It will all work out.
[chuckles softly.]
Yeah, we will.
[sighs.]
In my career, I've headed crisis hearings and health talks with political juggernauts and today, I'm even more nervous meeting a group of people I've known my whole life.
- Mr.
Secretary.
- See you on Monday.
Here he is then, huh? Here he is.
- Hi, Luk.
- Oh, come on.
- It's been a while, hasn't it? - Way too long, huh? Hey, this car is fully electric as well, right? Yeah.
Didier.
I was just saying to Luk, I don't know how long it's been, but I know it's been far too long.
- We say that every time.
- We really do, my friend.
- In uniform and all? - Yeah, I just got back from Well, you're looking fit, for someone our age.
We try our best, but I could still shed some pounds.
- No, not during this weekend.
- Not during this weekend is right.
- Hey, Sofie.
- [laughing.]
Yeah.
- Hi.
- Hey.
Hi, Mowgli.
Hey.
- You're ready for it as well, I see.
- I sure am.
Yeah.
- Secretary.
- Saskia.
Hello.
Oh, sorry.
Oh, I stepped on your toes.
- But I survive.
- [Saskia.]
Sorry.
[both laugh.]
- Hi, I'm Stef.
- Lia.
- Lia.
- Very well.
Yeah, it's Stef, but we all call him Mowgli.
- Right, Mowgli? - Yeah.
Something from way back when my, uh, parents couldn't really afford, um, the clothes that these boys had and so, it's been Mowgli ever since.
- I'm fine with it.
[laughs.]
- Oh.
How sad.
[Luk.]
Yeah.
But it's a joke, it's harmless.
[Mowgli.]
I'll sound like a pastor, but I think that one's future isn't based on all the things you have, but perhaps our futures are shaped by what we don't have.
Amen.
A lot of money has never helped anyone, I'd say.
Yeah, well, unless you can fly to a private island in a private jet of course.
- That's a different story.
- [all laugh.]
[birds chirping.]
Come on, go for it, Peter.
You first.
[Romée.]
Peter.
You said you wanted to take pictures, but you forgot your phone.
- Sorry.
- Oh, are you smart? All right? Yes, I'm fine.
Okay.
Come inside, they'll be here any minute now.
Yes.
And that's all it is, really, boring, you know.
- What is it? Dandruff? - No, stay still.
Hmm? - A bug.
- Oh.
Okay.
[female pilot.]
If everyone's ready, we can get on board.
Yes! Hey, guys! We can get on.
Come on.
Wow.
- A bit nervous, Sofie? - Huh? - About flying, I mean.
- Uh, yeah.
It's so silly, right? No, it's really not necessary, Sofie.
You're with your friends.
[chuckles nervously.]
Okay, man.
[pleasant music playing.]
- [Romée.]
Ready for a cocktail? - [Luk.]
Oh, fantastic! Wow.
Oh, my! - It's very modest.
- Honey.
[Lia.]
Oh, wow.
- Wow.
- [Romée.]
Been busy the last few days? - [Lia.]
Look at it.
- [Luk.]
Yeah.
[Sofie.]
Oh, my! - [Lia.]
The view is incredible.
- [Sofie.]
Oh, so nice.
- Did you remember to pack sunscreen? - Yeah.
- I brought some too, - Okay.
so feel free to that.
- [Romée.]
A lot of stairs, right? - [Lia.]
Do you have a signal? - Oh, there's no signal here.
- Huh? Really, Peter? You didn't let them know? I mentioned it.
It's an island, guys.
We're off the grid.
What are those things you're holding? - These things? Flares.
- Yeah? "Only use them in case of emergency," so said the captain.
[all laugh.]
I'll see you all here again Monday morning.
A jerk, but he's a good guy.
[laughs.]
You sound just like him.
[Mowgli.]
How did you find this place? Oh, we got a tip from Derek, a friend of ours.
And he comes a few times a year.
He likes to escape from the real world.
Oh, my! Is he, like, the CEO of Google or what? [all chuckle.]
- [Romée.]
He's the legal director.
Yeah.
- Oh.
The CEO has his own island, and he won't rent it out.
Anyway, uh, shall I show you to your rooms? We can have some drinks after you freshen up.
[Mowgli.]
I'll follow you.
Just make sure to watch out for the top step there.
Because you can hurt yourself.
- They do have WiFi, don't they? - Of course.
[instrumental music playing.]
[inaudible.]
[birds chirping.]
Don't you think this is a little over the top? What's that? Aren't they overdoing it by saying, "Look how rich we are"? They're letting us enjoy it too.
That's nice, isn't it? You don't think it's nice that they're treating us? - Of course.
- Ah, hold on.
- Here.
- Ah.
You seemed quite impressed with Lia.
- Lia? - Yeah.
- Don't be silly.
- What? She's kinda hot, right? I mean, I think she's hot.
And quite a few years younger too.
About 10 years, I'd say.
- Meh.
She's not really my type.
- Speak up.
She she's not my type at all! Oh.
Honey, I'm gonna hit the hat.
[chuckles.]
All right.
[gasps.]
Oh! - Gin and tonic? - [Saskia.]
No, thanks, not yet.
- Uh, you sure? - [Saskia.]
I guess it can't hurt.
- If the government says so.
- Yes, there you go.
It's compulsory.
[laughs.]
"Compulsory.
" That's funny.
[Mowgli grunts.]
- To our friendship? - Indeed, to our friendship.
- Cheers.
- Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
- It's really good.
Yeah.
- Yeah, it tastes good.
Is it difficult for you? - No, it's all right.
- Hmm.
You know, at first, it wasn't easy.
But I met her before through Sofie.
We do yoga together.
Yeah, lots of women there.
- I'm glad it's going well.
- Yeah, yeah, absolutely.
The truth is, being in an unhappy marriage is much worse than living quietly as a divorcee.
- Uh, it's too soon to say, I think.
- [both laugh.]
That sounded so much deeper than I wanted it to.
Okay.
- You understand what I meant.
- Yeah.
If a woman like you still doesn't have a partner, that's only because she hasn't She hasn't made up her mind yet.
- [scoffs.]
- Yeah.
[laughs.]
Oh, Stef, you work in politics I take it.
Hmm.
I'm not so young anymore.
Don't forget that I have an adult son, who needs me three times a day to go to the toilet or feed him.
- Mm-hmm.
- It's pretty complicated.
[yelling.]
Women and children, take cover! - Sweetheart.
- Yeah? Ta-da! Didier, please, come on! What? You should take it as a compliment.
I'm going for a swim.
I can hear they're out there.
And put your swim trunks on.
The blue ones.
The green ones are ugly.
[exhales sharply.]
[laughter.]
[Luk.]
Come on, guys.
Get in.
The water's great.
[laughs.]
[singing in Italian.]
Marina, Marina, Marina ♪ I want to marry you As soon as possible ♪ Marina, Marina, Marina ♪ I want to marry you As soon as possible ♪ Oh, my beautiful brunette Oh, don't leave me ♪ Don't break me, oh no, no, no, no, no ♪ Oh, my beautiful brunette Oh, don't leave me ♪ Oh, no, no, no, no ♪ [all cheering.]
- A beer! - Brava.
[upbeat French pop music.]
- Refreshing, huh? - Absolutely.
- Those legs are beautiful, huh? - Yeah.
- Hers are, yeah.
- [all laugh.]
- Oh, it's so nice.
[sighs.]
- Good, huh? [sighs.]
Mark! Gimme my cigarettes.
Hey, um, for chores, I was gonna make a list.
- Romée, no, honey, just no.
- We just got here! But it's practical, right? - [Luk.]
Hello! - Ah.
Luk's here.
Oh.
[chuckling.]
Oh.
Come here, dude! [moans.]
Oh.
What's with your hair? Yeah.
Since you lost yours, I thought I'd lose the ponytail as well.
- Looks good.
Yeah, yeah, it's cool.
- Yeah? [blows raspberry.]
Oh, wow.
Mom say anything or Oh, no.
Just to relax.
[exhales, chuckles softly.]
- You gonna say something emotional? - I'm not.
Just that I'm really glad you're here.
So, uh, Saskia's in a bikini, huh? For the time being, but you never know.
- Everybody, here's Luk.
- [Luk.]
Hey, everyone.
- Hi, Luk.
- Hello! - [chuckles.]
- Careful, dude.
- Hi, Luk.
- Hi, Sas.
- You all right? - Yeah.
- Hello.
- Hello.
- Hello.
- Hi.
- Hi, Luk.
- Hey, Luk.
- You look well.
- Yeah.
- Yeah? Much appreciated.
- How are you? Doing good.
Just need a couple of beers and some rest, you know.
- Yes, for sure.
- Lukie! - Hey, dude.
- Welcome.
Welcome.
- Thank you.
- We're happy you're still with us.
- Yo, dude.
I hear you.
Just miss my hair.
- That's why we got you a little present.
- Hold on, I'll take your bag.
- Careful, it's a camera.
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
- Well, have fun with it.
- A surprise? Did I say something wrong? Ta-da! Hair! This is your hair, right? You can't be serious.
- Well, try it on.
- Put it on.
Put it on.
- Yeah, put it on, let's see it.
- Put it on.
[guys exclaiming.]
How does it look? Ooh.
Dude, yeah.
Turn around.
- Yes, I like it.
- Wow! Thank you, thank you, thank you.
That's pretty nasty though.
- Can I feel it? - Yeah, of course.
So, I have dibs on the younger Van Gael.
Ew.
[laughing.]
If you can look that good with a bald head, you're truly handsome.
- You were his scout leader though.
- Only for a year or so.
He's only two years younger.
Yeah, Romée, that's not a problem, is it? Hey, maybe he's never been with anybody yet.
- Yeah, so? - Well, you know.
Wait, didn't you want to get back together with Peter? - Ugh, no, not anymore.
- Oh, really? - Then the sex wasn't good.
- Yes, it was.
- Weird.
- Why? It's just, you seem to be good friends, so if the sex was good, you wouldn't break up.
Am I right? Yeah, but the sex was good.
Trust me.
[Romée.]
For you, but maybe not for him.
[gasps.]
Really? Sorry, scratch that, okay? I might have thought it, but I shouldn't say it.
Peter is only a friend, okay? - No more than that.
- Yeah, sure.
But with Luk on the other hand, I look forward to seeing what I could do with him.
- [laughing.]
- I'm serious, girls.
Imagine him with that smooth head between my legs.
Oh [trilling.]
- She's serious, huh? - [chuckles.]
Yeah.
- [lively chatter.]
- [cutlery clinking.]
[Romée clinks glass.]
Uh.
Yeah, hi, everyone.
- [woman.]
Speech.
- [laughs.]
I, um, just want to say that I'm very happy to see everyone again.
Well, we've known each other our whole lives, so I'm not gonna pretend that I can give a spectacular speech all of a sudden.
- I've always been more of a numbers girl.
- You are.
So I just want to say that I Yeah, that it makes me very happy to have us all here together.
I've never really thought about it, turning 50, but, uh, now that we're on the verge of selling our company, and now Peter's struggling with his bad knee for an hour every morning.
A half hour.
Give me a break.
- The rest is still working, right? - Exactly.
Yeah, I just think it's about time that we, uh, start enjoying ourselves.
Well, thanks, everyone, really.
I love you all dearly.
Aww.
Well, that concludes the interesting part of our speeches.
[clears throat.]
Um, my dear friends, Didier, let me begin with a practical announcement.
Uh, Romée and I decided it would be more enjoyable if there wasn't any staff around during this weekend.
That's much more nice.
I agree.
But the pantries and fridges are stuffed with good food, vegan as well, huh, Sofie? And, uh, there's a very irresponsible amount of booze, so things should get even more fun from here on out.
Look, I, uh, I also know that I haven't been a good friend nowadays.
Or at least I wasn't really around much.
And I know what you're thinking, that Peter is just sitting on his ass over there in the US, enjoying all the luxury and money.
And to that I can only say, that is absolutely right.
[woman laughs.]
Yeah.
But no matter how far away you live, and no matter how many new people you meet, your real friends are people you've grown up with.
- You won't find them anywhere else.
- Cheers.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
I would also like to take a second to raise a toast, if I may, [clears throat.]
to our friend who's not with us, and, uh, therefore, [chuckles softly.]
he's in our hearts even more.
- To Mark.
- To Mark.
- To Mark.
- To Mark.
To Mark.
Yeah.
Just stay standing for a second.
Promise I'll keep it short, but, Peter, I want to thank you for this wonderful, and I'm saying this on behalf of everyone, reception.
- Romée.
- Yes? - You said no gifts for birthday.
- [Romée.]
I know.
Looks like we really took that to heart, right? [laughs.]
Yeah.
But you didn't say we weren't allowed to get you anything for this weekend, right? [Romée laughs.]
What do you give to people who have it all, who can afford anything? That was the question.
And here is the answer.
[laughs.]
Here we go.
This is from Philip Pessimiers.
He's from our region.
But he's internationally I'm sure she knows him.
Yeah.
- We hope you like it.
- Oh, thank you.
So beautiful, honestly.
- Do you like it? - Yes, I love it.
Thanks, everyone.
- Congratulations.
- Really.
I'll find a great spot for it.
And we got something for Peter.
Yeah! - They're for the both of you, but still.
- Ta-da! Peter, that's Rocco Granata's guitar which he used while recording "Marina.
" - [Romée.]
You can't be serious.
- In 1959.
Although people think he only used an accordion.
He used a guitar as well.
- That's amazing.
- It's authentic.
No one could get it but Secretary Mowgli.
Am I right? Thank you, guys.
Seriously, guys, thank you all so much.
This is great.
- My pleasure.
- [Luk.]
Come on, play it.
- Play it.
- It's been a long time.
- Oh, come on, play it.
- Uh [strums guitar.]
Come on, let's eat first.
[exclaiming.]
[Mark.]
One, two, three.
Bang! And there we go, ladies and gentlemen.
What a race! Will it be our favorite, Peter "The Arrow" Van Gael? Or will this be a huge upset? And will he lose to the deformed Mowgli? - Oh, no! - [Mark.]
Come on, boys.
- Come on, Mowgli! - Come on, boys.
Come on! - [Saskia.]
Wow, Mowgli's fast.
- [whooping.]
Come on, boys.
Come on, Peter.
Peter, come on, dude.
Come on.
Yeah.
A few words for the people watching at home.
Congratulations.
- Did I win? - Yes.
Trunks off! Trunks off! - [shouting.]
- Hey, hey, hey.
Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
Oh.
That's a lot of hair.
[Saskia laughs.]
Come on.
[Peter.]
Oh.
Now I see how you won.
You're carrying a pound less than me.
[laughs.]
- So small.
- [Mark laughs.]
Whee! Okay, guys.
That's enough.
Come on.
[Mark.]
Ah.
Too good.
- [Romée grunts.]
- [Mark laughs.]
[Didier.]
That's enough, guys.
That's enough.
[birds chirping.]
I knew it.
Everyone's helping, but Look at that.
The CEO is picking up a plate for once.
Apart from tidying, you're not doing anything.
That's true.
- Mowgli, do you have a minute? - Now? I assume you have staff clean up after you guys, right? - Yes.
- [Romée.]
Absolutely.
Living the good life, huh, Peter? [Peter.]
You sure got that right.
- Okay, what's this all about? - Wait a minute.
Is this some build up? Here.
[young Peter and young Mark snickering on video.]
[Didier shushing.]
[Mark groans.]
How did you get this? An anonymous message.
How long ago? Who sent it to you? I don't know.
They blocked the number.
I replied, but the text never went through.
Did you try calling it? The number doesn't exist.
- When did you get this? - Just before you guys boarded? [Peter moaning and panting.]
Does Romée know about it? Mowgli, I'm not an idiot, you know.
Of course Romée doesn't know.
What a dumb question.
- The tape was destroyed, huh? - Apparently not.
"Apparently not"? You were there, right? Remember the tape was destroyed, Peter? Or am I losing my mind? I remember, but yeah, we're in trouble.
- I received this as well.
- Hmm? If we don't pay after the weekend, then the tape will be leaked.
We? What? Yeah, old friend, you're in it as well, huh? - [Romée.]
Peter.
- Yeah.
We're coming.
Look, that video, it somehow got out of that house.
And now, someone's screwing us over.
But I'm 100% sure, no, I'm 1,000% sure that the person is here with us on this island.
I'm sure of it.
Do you realize what this means? - [Romée.]
Peter and Mowgli? - Yeah, we're coming.
The good news is that whoever did this is here on the island.
That's what you call good news? It is.
So all we have to do is uncover whoever did this - and remain calm, okay? - Hey, wait a second.
- Who else knows about it? - No one.
Just me.
Come on, let's go.
You're fine? You okay? Just relax.
I'm calm.
What's that? That's the tape.
We've made it disappear for you, buddy.
The tape goes away.
For me? But I didn't do it alone, right? If she doesn't remember anything, then it never happened.
What the fuck? Guys.
Come on, Peter? Peter, that was nothing serious.
It's nothing.
It's nothing? Now, you listen real close, my friend, you haven't been chipping in because, I quote, you "really don't eat a whole lot," and that's okay.
That you run around like some fucking tourist and aren't helping.
No problem.
You bring this up even once, and I'll run out of patience.
You'd better get on your fucking moped, get lost for a while.
- But Peter - Leave! - You kidding me? - Not sure if I still wanna be friends.
- Come on.
Get lost! - Peter, come on, man.
Don't pretend you're anything like us, buddy.
Because it's clear you never were, and never have been.
- Come on, man.
I just - Go on, leave! Leave! - What's gotten into you? - It's time he faces it.
What was that all about? It's nothing.
It's only a fight.
A fight about what? But Mark is a good guy, you guys.
He looks up to you.
You know that, right? [engine turning.]
[Mark groans.]
God damn it! [screams.]
[inaudible.]
Yep.
Wait, the stand, the stand.
Oh, man.
[Peter.]
All that oil in the pool.
This will be the last time we're allowed to have a party here because of that goddamn stupid fucking asshole! [sniffling.]
[electrical buzzing.]
[fire crackling.]
[crackling growing louder.]
[wood creaking.]
[bang.]
[glass shattering.]
[coughing.]
- What? What's wrong? - Oh, fuck.
I think there's a fire.
- What? - A fire.
There's a fire.
[yells.]
Fire! [in normal voice.]
Come on.
Get outside.
We're going outside now.
- [Romée.]
Is everyone awake - God damn it.
Fuck.
[yells.]
Fire! [yells.]
Fire! - Oh, fuck.
- [Romée yells.]
Sofie! Luk, fire! Didier, Mark! Mowgli! Didier! Didier! Didier! Fire, come on.
Get outside, now.
- [Didier coughing.]
- Come on! Go! - [Luk.]
Peter! Peter! - Luk! - Luk.
- Go.
Keep walking! Everyone outside, now! Romée, come on.
Come on, honey.
Careful.
[woman.]
Can we go this way? I don't know.
- Is it safe? - Mark's upstairs! - Come on.
- Wait! Come back.
[yelling.]
Mark? Mark! [glass shatters.]
[glass shattering.]
[coughing.]
[coughing.]
Where is Mark? - No, Luk, no! - Luk! - Luk! - Come back.
Mowgli! Let's go.
Get up.
[panting.]
Oh, fuck! [sobbing.]
[panting.]
[sniffling.]
- Hey.
- [laughter.]
Look here, look here.
There they are.
Hey, we were waiting for you.
Come here, play it again.
No, no.
I'm tired.
I can't do it.
- Aw, the guy's tired.
- [all laugh.]
Don't be like that.
It's been a while.
- That goes for all of us.
- Play it, come on.
Sit down.
Sorry, Lia.
Um [strums chord off-tune.]
[Didier and Sofie laugh.]
A little rusty.
[singing in Italian.]
I fell in love with Marina ♪ Sweet brunette girl ♪ The look in his eyes.
[laughs.]
- I know I forgot the lyrics.
- There you go.
I caught him off guard.
But she doesn't want To know about my love ♪ What should I do to conquer her heart? ♪ One day I met her all alone ♪ a thousand miles an hour ♪ When I told her that I want to love her ♪ [music continues in undertone.]
[inaudible.]
[music grows louder.]
Oh, don't leave me ♪ Don't break me, oh no, no, no, no, no ♪ Cheers, cheers, cheers ♪ All together.
[all.]
Please fill my glass once more ♪ [all cheering.]
- Bravo! - [whistling.]
[Luk.]
Good one.
[Salima.]
Come in.
- Hey, hey.
- Hey, hey.
- Thank you.
- Long day? Same for you.
- Do you still need me? - You can go home.
- Really? - Yeah.
- [clicks tongue.]
All right, sleep well.
- Sleep well.
[Peter.]
Okay, let's start at the beginning.
Sofie.
Who here really needs the money? Three, two, one.
Cheese.
I wanna drink to Didier, because I figure that everyone's got a right to be an asshole once in a while.
I really love you.
Hmm.
[Peter panting.]
[inaudible.]
I swear I don't know.