F.C. De Kampioenen (TV Series)
De haptonoom (1992)
Carry Goossens: Oscar Crucke
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Quotes
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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.
