Oscar: [in the cafe, Oscar, Pico and Xavier are discussing tactics sitting at a table] No, stick with the tactics, lads. The head and the legs are inseparable.
Dimitri: Oscar, I ordered a pint five minutes ago. Is it still coming? You're never going to get rich that way.
Oscar: Bieke, get him another pint, will you?
Bieke: I can't fly, Dad. Please help me a bit here. I'm on my own.
Oscar: Where's your mother?
Bieke: She's at some meeting.
Oscar: Oh is she really, huh? I thought she was long gone from the women's union?
[Xavier drinks up his pint]
Xavier: Alright, I'm out.
[Pico gets up to leave as well]
Dimitri: Wait, the next one's at my expense.
Oscar: [first to Xavier, then to Dimitri and finally to Pico] Alright then. Pint? Pint? And a lemonade.
[he gets up to bring the drinks]
Pico: I'm going to pee, okay.
Dimitri: [quick] I'll walk with you.
[Dimitri follows Pico to the men's room, Xavier frowns]
Xavier: Psst. Oscar. What is wrong with him?
[scene shifts to Pico and Dimitri peeing alongside each other]
Dimitri: Good practice match, huh? De Knokkers are strong, though. Do you think you'll be able to earn that 1,000 francs bounty?
Pico: You never know, Dimitri.
Dimitri: You know, I'm very satisfied with Doortje.
Pico: Well, me too.
Dimitri: Chances are I'm promoting her.
Pico: [cynically] Really? What'll she be? Head of your staff?
Dimitri: No, I'm talking about a raise or something like that. Hey Pico, listen. Have they ever offered you money to sell a match?
Pico: Yes, it happened once. We were also peeing.
Dimitri: And, how'd that go?
Pico: Well, since then, that man speaks in a very high-pitched voice.
Dimitri: [with very high-pitched voice] No kidding?