- Pascale: Isn't it terrible? Now Carmen's depressed.
- Oscar: Carmen? She didn't even get a baby?
- Pascale: We have to help her.
- Oscar: Sure...
- Pascale: Bieke, come here. You know where that dog that Carmen wants is for sale, right?
- Bieke: Yes.
- Pascale: Go buy it and take it to Carmen as a surprise. It'll cheer her up.
- Oscar: Pascale, Skavier said he doesn't want a dog.
- Pascale: Don't meddle in other people's household, will you? Besides, you have to support each other in good and bad days.
- Oscar: Yeah, but the good days are usually before you're married.
- Pascale: What kind of stupid statement is that?
- Bieke: Then you shouldn't have married, Dad.
- Pascale: Show some respect for your father, alright?
- Oscar: Yeah.
- [Bieke leaves the cafe]
- Pascale: Idiot.
- Dimitri: You want anything?
- Pico: I want to come work for you. Do your accounts.
- Dimitri: I don't know what you're planning, but this trick won't work with me.
- Pico: It's not a joke, Dimitri. Doortje asked me. Until she's better.
- Dimitri: So you're running for a job here?
- Pico: Yes, Doortje makes me.
- Dimitri: [makes money sign] And what about this?
- Pico: The same you're paying Doortje.
- Dimitri: Agreed, but you'll be on probation for a week.
- Pico: Deal.
- Dimitri: For free.
- Pico: Yeah, forget about it, dude.
- Dimitri: Coppens, I'm just kidding. You know that, don't you? We okay?
- Pico: Okay.
- Dimitri: All right, you can start by cleaning out my office.
- Pascale: [on Doortje's health after giving birth to Billie] She doesn't look good.
- Carmen: That's a postpartum depression. Eight out of ten women get that.
- Oscar: I've heard two out of ten don't get that.
- [Carmen frowns]
- Pascale: [gets Doortje a pillow, sway's Billie's cradle] Here you go. You shouldn't tire yourself. Is our little boy awake?
- Carmen: Based on what I've read, I...
- Oscar: You're excited as well?
- Carmen: No. Xavier isn't quite keen on dogs.
- [Oscar frowns]
- Bieke: Do you still want a dog, Carmen? Publitime published an announcement. You can have it.
- [Dimitri enters the cafe]
- Dimitri: [they ignore him] Is this where the treat for my godson takes place? You look good, Doortje. Maybe you can work again soon.
- Pico: Watch your tongue, Dimitri.
- Doortje: My heart's racing again.
- Pascale: Look at what you did. You should be ashamed of yourself.
- Dimitri: But I need her.
- Pascale: The only person who needs her is Billie. By the way, you'd better look at your godson.
- Dimitri: [gets up and talks to Billie] Ah. Too-doo.
- Xavier: Beautiful baby, uh Dimitri? Look at the little mouth it has.
- Dimitri: Zal 't gaan, ja? Too-doo.
- [Billie starts crying]
- Doortje: Dimitri... It's OK, Billie. The ugly man is gone.
- Carmen: Where did you see Doortje?
- Xavier: In the cafe.
- [Carmen gets up and approaches Xavier menacingly]
- Carmen: So instead of buying me a dog you decide 'let's have some pints', huh?
- Xavier: Carmen, please. My birds don't want a dog.
- [he pauses]
- Xavier: And me neither.
- [Carmen goes to the kitchen where she 'prepares' to fake an illness]
- Xavier: [he talks to his parakeets] My little friends don't want a dog, right? Perhaps I'll teach a parakeet how to talk first.
- [Carmen returns, she acts if she's sick]
- Xavier: What's the matter?
- Carmen: I'm feeling weird and I'm sweating.
- Xavier: Yeah, right. And you're having heart palpitations, don't you?
- Carmen: Yeah now that you mention it. Go ahead. Feel it.
- [Xavier feels her heart and because of the workout she did in the kitchen, her heart is racing]
- Xavier: You're not even joking. You're having cotton legs?
- Carmen: No, they're flannel. I'll go lie down, okay?
- Xavier: Yeah, you do that. Shall I get you a blanket?
- Carmen: No, Xavier. I'm good.
- [Xavier makes a phone call to Pascale]
- Xavier: Pascale? Yeah, Carmen's not feeling well. Yes - No. I think she *caught* Doortje's illness. I'm serious. She walked in and went like "Xavier, ooooh..."...
- Carmen: [she sighs in the couch] Aaaaah...
- Xavier: Can you hear her? Yes, heart palpitations. And she's sweating, yes. She's sweating a lot. What do you say? That I should give her a lot of attention? Sure. And do whatever she asks. Okay. If it has to be done, it has to be done. Thanks. Bye Pascale.
- [he walks back to Carmen, he holds her hand]
- Xavier: Alright. I guess we'll buy the dog.
- Carmen: Yes, honey. Why don't you do that.
- Xavier: If he barks I'll give him valium, though.
- Doortje: [opening lines; Doortje helps Pico draw up a shopping list] Powdered sugar, vitamin C, a pack of diapers...
- Pico: I put that already.
- Doortje: Make it two then. Then sanitary napkin.
- Pico: It's hard for me to ask that, isn't it?
- Doortje: [she's faking] I'm suddenly having these palpitations, you know.
- Pico: Are you okay? You really think it's a good idea for you to go to Boma's treat?
- Doortje: Why not? He treats on the occasion of Billie.
- Pico: So sanitary napkin, huh?
- Doortje: Yes. Small ones.
- Pico: Small ones.
- [he writes it down, Billie starts crying]
- Doortje: Never mind, Pico. You go do the shopping.
- [Doortje checks on Billie in the kitchen, Pico gets up; in himself]
- Pico: 'Hello, miss. I'd like to have a sanitary napkin. No, for my wife. Small ones.'
- Carmen: [as she enters their apartment] Wouldn't you bring me a few, too? Supers, that is.
- Pico: [he looks embarrassed] Doortje's feeling a little sick. Rather a bit depressed, if you will.
- Carmen: Where is she?
- Pico: She's with the baby. I'll see you at the cafe? Later, Doortje!
- Doortje: [acting like she's ill] Later, Pico.
- Carmen: [she reads a page from Doortje's magazine] 'Eight out of ten women develop postpartum depression.' Well, if you're alone, of course you get that.
- [Doortje returns from the kitchen, playing with Billie; she sees Carmen]
- Doortje: Oh. I'm constantly hearing this 'tuuuut' sound, you know. And I'm sweating a lot.
- Carmen: [forced] I understand. It's pretty bad, huh. Sometimes it can be very easy, especially if you let your husband do the shopping.
- [Carmen pulls an eye, showing that she totally gets Doortje's plan]