F.C. De Kampioenen (TV Series)

De Streep (1991)

Ann Tuts: Doortje Coppens

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Quotes 

• Pascale : Carmen's lucky to be able to go to a fancy prom, isn't she? Boma will be there, too. He knows many senior army officers.

  Doortje : We used to go to Pico's school prom every year. That was nice, Pascale. He doesn't want to go anymore. The proceeds are misused, he says.

  Oscar : Shall we throw a mussel party?

  [they're waving it off] 

  Doortje : Mussel party...

  Oscar : Okay, I'll keep my mouth shut, uh.

  [Carmen enters in her prom outfit] 

  Carmen : Good evening, everyone. Port wine, Pascale.

  [Carmen sits on bar stool, crosses her legs; Xavier enters in his large tuxedo] 

  Xavier : Is there anything to see?

  [general hilarity] 

  Oscar : Well, I thought you couldn't come and train?

  Xavier : Carmen wanted to...

  Carmen : Xavier wanted to personally inform you that he's not coming to train. We have to go to the army prom tonight. We can't miss that, you know. Connect with generals and colonels. That could be very important for his career.

  Pascale : New dress?

  Carmen : Oh, this?

  Doortje : You have to be the type for it, though. Look, the price is still attached.

  Carmen : Really? *I didn't pay attention to that*.

  [she turns to Xavier] 

  Carmen : Couldn't you tell me?

  Doortje : 11,000. Yeah, that's it. 11,999 francs.

  Xavier : [indignated]  That's enough too, isn't it?

  Doortje : There isn't even a bit of dust on it yet.

  Carmen : A bargain, you know.

  Pico : Xavier, that a bargain, too?

  Oscar : What, do you have to be a waiter there, Skavier?

  [general hilarity; Carmen gets up but stumbles over her high heels] 

  Carmen : I won't be able to drink too much. I can already feel it. You know how that goes. Champagne at will. Are you ready, Xavier?

  Xavier : Let me finish my pint first.

  Carmen : No, we're in a hurry. The champagne awaits. Come on. Have fun, uh?

  Pascale , Doortje : You too, uh.

  Carmen : Give me a call tomorrow.

  Pascale : Good luck with your dress.

  Carmen : Thanks. Bye.

  Xavier : [in an exaggerated tone]  Yeah, *bye*!

  [he follows her] 

  Oscar : Skavier? Careful not to drop your platter, huh!

  [general hilarity; Carmen grabs Xavier by the scruff of the neck and pulls him away; when they are gone, Pascale and Doortje watch them by the window] 

  Doortje : Do you really think that's a nice dress, Pascale?

  Pascale : Sure. To sit behind a showcase, anyway.

  Doortje : Guys, the *Rolls Royce* won't start.

  [Oscar and the rest of the gang join Pascale and Doortje] 

  Pascale : Oh dear, it's going wrong. Oh, they're coming back.

  [they all go back to their original spot as Carmen returns] 

  Carmen : Dammit!

  Doortje : Something wrong, Carmen?

  Carmen : Can someone come and push?

  Pascale : Is there something wrong with your car?

  Carmen : Please, we'll be late.

  [she pauses, she looks at them, begging] 

  Carmen : Come on!

  [she goes outside again] 

  Oscar : [ironically]  Patrick? André? *Come on!*

  [his players get up to push the red Ford Capri]