F.C. De Kampioenen (TV Series)
De haptonoom (1992)
Bert van den Dool: Drs. Pieter-Paul Peereboom
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Quotes
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Boma : You only benefit from it, don't you?
Dimitri : Make a free car available to that Dutchman? You call that an advantage for me? Isn't that just an advantage for him?
Boma : You can already participate in those psychological things for free, right?
Dimitri : I don't need psychology to sell a car.
[Peereboom is talking with a customer of his in the garage]
Dimitri : Hey he won't bother my customers, will he?
[he has a look, he stands by his office door]
Peereboom : Four tires, mister Schepers? Of course. How are your shock absorbers?
Schepers : Not as they used to be, but...
Peereboom : Steering?
Schepers : Sometimes it shakes a little, but only when I drive faster than 100 km per hour.
Peereboom : Do you have kids?
[Dimitri makes a throwaway gesture, thinks it's too personal a question]
Schepers : Yes, a boy and a girl.
Peereboom : Then does your engine make such a strange noise as well?
Schepers : You mean a knocking sound. Doonk, doonk, doonk?
Peereboom : Yes, indeed. Many accidents happen these days. Kids are so defenseless.
[Schepers has to swallow]
Schepers : What do you advise me then?
Peereboom : This car. Expertly checked and for a little more than the price of four tires.
Schepers : And are you sure that...
Peereboom : Very sure. DDT Okay Cars stands for durability, dependability, trust.
Schepers : Thanks for the good advice. I'll buy the car.
Peereboom : Mister De Tremmerie, would you be so kind as to draw up an invoice for mister Schepers?
[Dimitri is taken by surprise]
Dimitri : An invoice? Sure. Straight away.
[he and Boma go back to his office]
Dimitri : That man just needed new tires and he sells him a new car?
Boma : It's called psychological insight.
[in a later scene, Dimitri repeats the trick]
Unnamed customer : Good morning, I came to see if...
Dimitri : You're right to come and see. How are your shock absorbers?
Unnamed customer : My shock absorbers? They're fine.
Dimitri : Ah. And how's your steering wheel?
Unnamed customer : Oh I have no problems with my steering wheel.
Dimitri : How are the kids doing?
Unnamed customer : I don't have kids.
Dimitri : Yeah, many accidents happen these days. What sound does your engine make when it's running?
Unnamed customer : Well, errr. Brrrt, maybe?
Dimitri : Brrrt. So no doonk, doonk, huh? What do the tires look like?
Unnamed customer : Bad, very bad.
Dimitri : Didn't I think so? You need new tires.
Unnamed customer : I was more thinking of a second hand...
Dimitri : Second-hand tires? You don't have to. Here, four new ones and you're good to go.
Unnamed customer : Alright, you've convinced me.
Dimitri : Everybody happy at DDT.
Unnamed customer : You know, it's a nice gesture on your part. Just sell someone who wants to buy a second-hand car four new tires. Thanks a lot.
[he shakes his hand and walks off]
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Peereboom : Relax. Let all the tension in your body just fade away. Relax.
Xavier : Mister Peereboom, I...
Peereboom : Don't talk. Just relax.
Xavier : Yes but, I- I'm afraid to relax.
Peereboom : Let it all go, let it all out.
Xavier : But I have to...
Peereboom : You don't have to do anything, Xavier.
Xavier : Yes, I have to!
[runs to the restroom]
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Peereboom : The following exercise cranks up your self-esteem and makes you aware of your own abilities and the symptoms deep within you.
Boma : Then I don't have to participate. Since I'm the president of a dedicated company, I've got enough confidence.
Dimitri : This is more of an exercise for lower personnel.
Peereboom : [they keep talking] No. Everyone will participate. Take each other by the shoulders and look into each other's eyes. Gentlemen, gentlemen. Come on now. Take turns and say that you are the best. He thinks he's the best. That's the way it should be. At least in theory... According to my handbook... Perhaps... Maybe... Go ahead...
Xavier : [stammering] I-I-I-I'm the best.
Pico : [confident] I'm the best.
Boma : I'm the best.
Dimitri : I'm the best.
Boma : I'm the best.
Dimitri : I'm the best.
Pico : I'm the best.
Xavier : [stands on barstool] No sir. I'm the best!
Dimitri : Me. The best!
Boma : It's me! Me, me, me!
Xavier : I'm the best.
Pico : Really? You're the clumsiest goalkeeper in the region.
Xavier : I'm the best.
Pico : Indeed. You're the best. In drinking beer.
Oscar : [he does not participate; he ticks his glass against the mirror] I'm the best.
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Bieke : Would you like another cookie?
Peereboom : No, thanks.
Bieke : You only took one?
Peereboom : I don't have such a sweet tooth.
Bieke : Oh. I didn't know that existed.
Peereboom : Well, that's someone who doesn't like sweets.
Bieke : No, I mean the haptonomist profession.
Peereboom : Oh that.
[he smiles]
Bieke : It must be very interesting to be able to work with people like this.
[her mother enters the living room with coffee]
Pascale : Speaking of work, it's your turn to clean up the cafe.
Bieke : I'll do it later.
Pascale : No, Bieke. Now. Later there will be no more time.
Bieke : Mom!
Pascale : Now, Bieke.
[Bieke walks off, angrily]
Pascale : You shouldn't pay attention to her. It's the age.
Peereboom : Yes, she's still young.
Pascale : Would you like another cookie?
Peereboom : No, I...
Pascale : You're not a *sweet tooth picker*, are you? Well, me neither.
[she laughs]
Pascale : By the way, Pieter-Paul. Now that you're working with the Champions. Could you also give me a treatment in passing?
Peereboom : Well errr. I don't normally give private treatments.
Pascale : Not even by exception? Just once?
[he's nervous, he coughs]
Peereboom : I'm terribly sorry.
[he takes a cookie]
Pascale : We had counted on it, though. Carmen and Doortje. And me too of course.
Peereboom : It's kind of delicate keeping me busy with all of you.
[Oscar enters, drinking a glass of gin]
Pascale : Then just do it with me.
[Oscar looks at them for a few seconds]
Oscar : [laconically] Excuse me.
[he passes to sit next to Peereboom who is in between them now and feeling uncomfortable]
Oscar : Cookie?
Pascale : Oscar, can't you see we're in the middle of a treatment?
Oscar : Ah, will you also join the team, perhaps?
Pascale : You're not funny.
Oscar : Wasn't the intention.
Pascale : Bieke needs you in the cafe.
Oscar : She's old and wise enough. She can do it alone.
Pascale : Oscar?
[she makes gesture that he should leave]
Oscar : Fine. I'm out.
[he gets up to leave, he turns to Peereboom as he stands behind them]
Oscar : But *only* the psychology, alright. The physique, well - That I'll take care of.
