F.C. De Kampioenen (TV Series)

Xavier gekwetst (1991)

Carry Goossens: Oscar Crucke

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Quotes 

• Oscar : [he listens to Xavier's heartbeat]  It's still beating. With interruptions, though.

  Pascale : This is covered by insurance, isn't it?

  Oscar : I hope so. It won't be much anyway.

  Pascale : You'd better take him to the barracks and silently put him behind a wall there.

  Oscar : Then what?

  Pascale : They're much better insured.

  Oscar : Pascale, he's been laying behind a wall there so many times that it's no longer noticeable.

• Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : [opening lines]  It takes long time in there, doesn't it?

  Pascale : Tactics, huh Balthazar. Tactics.

  [Oscar and the players leave the locker room] 

  Oscar : Let's go, lads. Warm up, come on.

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : Oscar, come with me. Let's have a word.

  Oscar : Mr. President, I can't now. I have a training to lead.

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : Training can wait.

  Oscar : Can't it happen in a little bit?

  Pascale : Now *that* sounds familiar.

  [Oscar folds for Boma and sits down] 

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : It can't go on like this, can it, Oscar?

  Oscar : With what?

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : That defense is abominable. Especially in the back.

  Oscar : Is that it?

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : [he pauses]  You urgently need to intervene, Oscar.

  Oscar : If you let me go, I can start right away. Or do you want to do it?

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : No thanks.

  Oscar : Ah.

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : Though I have some ideas for you.

  Pascale : [sarcastically]  That's convenient, Balthazar. 'Cause creativity is Oscar's strongest point.

  Oscar : Pascaleke, begint nie.

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : Oscar, my question is clear. 'What are you going to do about that?'

  Oscar : We happen to be at a rock bottom but after a low comes a high. It goes up and down. Up and down, up and down.

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : That's all theory. The results count, Oscar. The one person who's not profitable should leave. That's also the case in a company.

  Oscar : What do you mean? Who are you talking about?

  Balthasar "the Ball" Boma : You know very well who I'm talking about.

  [Xavier enters the cafe; Boma rubs his nose, then leaves] 

  Xavier : Gaffer, we're getting started, alright?

  [he walks back, he hits the door; Oscar rolls his eyes] 

• Carmen : [Carmen and Doortje enter the cafe, they're worried about Xavier, who's actually faking]  Well? Xavier?

  Xavier : Carmen.

  [Xavier walks up to Doortje and kisses her; Pico is furious, Carmen hits Xavier on the head with her purse] 

  Pascale : Pico, his gaze is still cloudy.

  Pico : Yeah well, clear or not, he must keep his hands off my wife.

  Carmen : You're right, Pico. Besides, his gaze has always been cloudy.

  Pascale : That's not a compliment to yourself, or is it, Carmen?

  Carmen : Where are his clothes? I have to work at Boma's.

  Xavier : Oh, now I see it. *You* are Carmen. I can hear it now.

  Carmen : [she's angry]  Stop pretending, alright.

  Bieke : You have to spare him a little. He's shocked.

  Carmen : Shocked? You're right, I shouldn't have hit him with my purse.

  Xavier : Thanks, Carmen.

  Carmen : I should've brought my rolling pin with me instead.

  Oscar : Calm down, Carmen. Go to work and leave him with us. He can come to his senses here. Come get him after work.

  Carmen : Fine with me. That might be for the best.

  Xavier : Can't I just go with you? I'm not sick, am I?

  Carmen : Do you want to come home with me already?

  Xavier : Yeah, what else can I do here?

  Carmen : [because he never wants to leave the cafe on his own]  Keep him here, Oscar. He's not okay yet.

  Doortje : Pico, I'll ride with Carmen so I can prepare dinner.

  Pico : Alright, Doortje.

  Xavier : [to Doortje, he comes out of his chair]  Shall *I* take you home?

  Pico : [he aggressively pulls him back]  You stay here. Go with Carmen, Doortje. I'll be home soon.

  [they throw each other a kiss, Xavier does it as well] 

  Pico : Not you, fool.

  Xavier : No, I want to give Carmen a kiss.

  [Xavier gets up] 

  Pascale : Oscar, watch out. He thinks you're Carmen.

  [Xavier gives Carmen a kiss] 

  Doortje : Don't stay too long, uh Pico.

  Pico : No, Doortje. I'll see you in a bit.

  Xavier : [with erotic intonation]  'Don't stay too long, Carmen'.

  Carmen : Oh boy. Will he ever be okay again?

• Pico : [Xavier pretends to be mentally disabled, the others believe it's real]  Have a drink. You'll feel better again.

  [he drinks a little shot of beer] 

  Oscar : Not so fast. Watch out for his stomach.

  Xavier : Drink. *Drink*...

  Oscar : A glass of milk maybe?

  Xavier : [he shakes his head]  Well...

  Pico : [to Pascale]  Tap him another pint.

  Xavier : Drink...

  Pico : Yeah, you take it easy. Keep calm.

  [but he drinks fast] 

  Pascale : [looking on as he drinks]  To me, he looks just fine again.

  Oscar : Alright then. Give us something too, Pascale. We could use it.

  [but Xavier fakes that he passes out] 

  Pascale : Where's Xavier?

  [they turn around] 

  Oscar : Dammit, Skavier! Come on, put him upright. Against the counter, come on.

  Pico : He's still a bit limp in the legs.

  Pascale : Everyone's had a fainting spell in their life, right?

  Pico : Xavier, are you okay or not?

  Xavier : Sure. I'm just a little giddy. That's all.

  Oscar : At least he can talk again.

  Xavier : [he's almost crying like a baby]  Can I have a beer?

  Pico : You've had enough for a while, haven't you? By the way, your eyes are still a bit far apart.

  Pascale : Come on, let me see. Little deviation. Nothing abnormal. Not for him anyway.

  Xavier : [he looks at Pascale]  Carmen. Carmen? Give me a kiss, will you?

  [Xavier kisses Pascale, infuriating her] 

  Pascale : Let go of me, fool!

  Xavier : Do you have a headache again, Carmen?

  [Pascale hits him on the head with her platter] 

  Oscar : Pascale, what are you doing? You've just hit someone with a concussion in the head.

  Pascale : Concussion? He's a freeloader. That's who it is.

  Bieke : Mom, you can't do that.

  Oscar : [they're to lead him to the table]  Lads, make room.

  Pico : Pascale, just because he's regained consciousness doesn't mean his gaze is clear yet.

  Bieke : Come on now. Have a seat, Xavier.

  Xavier : You do understand me, don't you Bieke?

  Bieke : Sure, Xavier. I'll get you a pint.

  Xavier : [to the others]  She totally gets me.

  Oscar : What?

  [Oscar bends over, Xavier looks at the top of Oscar's balding head] 

  Xavier : Have you fallen on your head, too?

  [Oscar laughs, then steps back] 

  Oscar : Pico, he's not okay yet.

  Pico : If I ever get a hold of DDT, I'll give him a piece of my mind.

  Pascale : Hopefully he's well insured.

  Pico : Insured or not, he won't get out of this cheaply.

  Xavier : Pint...

  [Bieke brings him his pint, he smiles and drinks; Pascale has reservations]