Modern Love Amsterdam (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - De Geest Uit De Fles - full transcript
Let's see. Shall we start on the couch?
-You could sit together on...
-Yeah.
-Lovely.
-Since it's...
Saturday, we sit at the table,
for that Saturday morning feeling.
-Yes.
-It might be nice if we...
The couch is good too, though.
-We'll start at the table.
-Yeah.
Let's see how that goes. No, that's fine.
Let's see.
Can we get rid of the flowers?
They're very... For the color.
-It's fine like that, darling.
-Very well done.
Yeah, this is a bit brighter. Yes.
Colette, you just received
a major literary prize.
Does it come naturally?
No.
Well...
I'm just happy to get something
down on paper.
I'm actually still searching for
my own style. So it's...
But she's so good she got a residency
at Ada Verschuyl's house.
Oh? Which is very exclusive, isn't it?
-A writing residency?
-Yes.
She sent in a handwritten letter.
There were eight...
Yes. My wife is a bit too proud, honestly.
-My wife? Are you married?
-No.
-No, no.
-No.
But it almost seems that way, right?
-Yeah, definitely.
-Our own house.
-Volvo.
-Volvo parked outside.
-Yeah.
-And then a child?
-Then we'd be complete.
-That would really...
That would really tie it all up
in a neat bow...
That was good, wasn't it?
She really got into it in-depth.
Really did her research.
Because that happens sometimes,
they don't know anything about you.
What's wrong?
Are you mad?
Why?
You just start up
about Ada Verschuyl house again.
Yeah... I'm just proud.
Does it really matter?
It puts too much pressure on it.
Well, maybe that's a good thing.
Show-off. Coffee?
She's just mad.
-Okay, guys, do we want more coffee?
-Yeah.
Whiskey? Yes?
Is that a good idea?
What do you mean?
Oh no, it really doesn't matter.
-No?
-No.
-One shot won't make them swim any slower.
-No, but we don't have to.
No, okay.
-We don't have to.
-One night.
One night without.
One day.
Are we nervous?
-Yes.
-Yeah?
Yes.
-You?
-A bit.
-Come on.
-Let's go?
-Yeah, let's go.
-Yeah.
-Do you want anything else to drink?
-No.
No?
-We could just...
-I don't need anything.
Do you have a container?
-Yeah, it's ready already.
-Okay, cool.
In the bathroom,
but I don't know if you want to...
It's fine. Thanks.
-No listening.
-Yeah, no, but I can't help it.
Done.
Yes.
Yeah. I'm going.
-Yeah, Okay? Now.
-Yeah.
Good luck.
Bye.
Wow.
Has to be kept warm, right?
Okay.
Any doubts?
No.
No.
-But it's not nothing.
-It's not nothing.
Straights don't get it right
the first time either.
Or some other time.
Yeah?
How come?
The timing of this whole residency thing
is just inconvenient.
-What timing?
-Well...
We should have kept going yesterday.
I'm really happy for you, writing there...
But doesn't that mean
it'll be weeks before we can try again?
Yeah.
-I'll see you on your birthday.
-Darling.
-Yes?
-No.
-Yes!
-No.
-You're turning 30.
-That's why.
Thirty.
No, no. I'm there.
-There are limits.
-No.
Have fun.
You're a wonderful writer. Take your time.
But not too much.
Hello?
-There you are.
-Oh, hello.
I'm Elizabeth. Welcome.
Thank you.
Jacob de Kleine is here.
You know him, right?
-Yeah, I know him.
-Well, you'll be seeing him.
This is the heart of the house,
Ada's parlor.
Everyone was welcome here. As long as
you were open to the experiment.
This was Ada's favorite place.
There was dancing, smoking and drinking.
Discussions deep into the night.
What do you know about Ada Verschuyl?
-Just the usual things, really.
-Such as?
-Such as feminist, '50s.
-Yes.
Lots of female artists were
inspired by her, experiment.
That was Ada, head to toe.
And this, you see this? This is her pen.
No, she wrote with this.
She wrote everything with this pen,
before she typed it up.
-Yes, take a look.
-Wow.
Have a look.
See, they all sat here at the table.
Come and sit down.
It was the '50s. So the war was over,
but still very much present.
Everything lay in ruins.
But here, a new language was spoken.
Associative, energetic, in the moment.
You want to go to your room. I can tell.
-Yes.
-Come with me.
Here's your room.
Ada's study. She was always here.
She died in here too.
Nice, isn't it?
That's her.
Just make sure
she doesn't distract you too much.
Ada
Below the surface
-I was wondering when you'd get here.
-Jesus.
Want to see my room?
Hi, Jacob.
-How's it going?
-It's going well, yeah.
-And with...
-Naomi.
-Yeah.
-Yeah, also good.
-Wow, look at this.
-Yeah, nice, right?
Can I offer you some water?
-Yeah.
-Behind you.
Take the second glass
and put my toothbrush in the third glass.
Funny room.
-Funny, right?
-Yeah.
This was the nursery.
Whose?
I don't know who the baby was,
but she was Ada's.
She had the baby here.
You can feel that
something happened in this room.
It's incredible that there are
nanoparticles of Ada's milk in this room.
-You don't get it?
-No.
I'll teach you. Go stand there.
Put the glass away.
See, you smell,
or actually feel inspiration.
Google
feminist Ada Verschuyl pregnant
No results found
for feminist Ada Verschuyl pregnant
Now I will start to write something...
Because I am a writer, after all.
And writers must write.
Naomi
Look at this?
Naomi
Or this...
Write words, words set in with a...
You have to fill in with bananas...
Naomi
I want a small kitten...
Will you call me tonight?
Yeah, Okay.
But no, I can't be reacting,
I have to focus on creating.
I have to conceive.
Conceive, is that a word?
Conceive.
Devise, concoct, construct,
fantasize, configure. Okay.
Naomi
I love you!
What is it?
I ordered my books from your account.
-But I can just send you the money.
-Sure.
By the way I feel really bad that we had
to flush Boaz's semen down the toilet.
Yep, annoying. Semen down the toilet.
Stop it!
Are you having problems
with your lights too?
I'm conceiving.
I've had complaints from the neighbors,
asking if we can turn it down.
So I said, "Yes, we can,
but we can also...
"...turn it up!"
I will now begin.
I am a writer. And writers write words.
Words, words set in with a net
you have to fill in with bananas.
Oh, sorry, this is my writing.
But it's really not finished yet.
It doesn't have a form yet.
I can't be reacting,
I have to focus on creating. Conceiving.
-Conceive.
-Is that a word?
Is that a word?
Conceive, consider, devise, fantasize.
Design...
Get pregnant.
Tick, tick, tick...
That's it!
Speak up, Colette.
-Hello.
-Hello.
What are you up to?
Boaz is here.
-Boaz?
-Yeah.
-Why?
-Why?
We're just having a drink.
I'm in the mood to drink with you, too.
Make out a bit.
So I was thinking, if you send
Boaz off home real quick.
And go lie on the bed... Then...
If you reply to my messages quickly.
It's fine, darling. It's all good.
How is it there? Not boring?
-Boring?
-Yeah.
No. Oh, my God. It's so not boring.
It's unbelievable.
I almost can't explain it, but...
Ada, she's just here and it's so...
It's unbelievable what's happening here...
-Yeah, it's just...
-Yeah, but Col...
-...absurd.
-Col, I have to call you back later.
-I was in the middle of a conversation.
-Yeah.
-Bye.
-Okay.
Years
ADA VERSCHUYL
It grows in you, but not in me.
I live in you, but not in me.
I mourn for me, but for you too.
Elizabeth, can I ask you something?
Did you actually know Ada?
Do you know if she had a child?
-Hello?
-Ada was no mother.
But she loved us all.
Okay, that's extremely vague.
Thanks so much.
What kind of place is this?
This is Ada Verschuyl's house,
concentrate and surrender.
She wants you.
Please.
Come on.
Hello, can you turn that down?
Yes, but I can turn it up too.
Well, it wasn't the right moment.
He gets that. It was hard for him too.
I understand that.
And it's anything but sexy,
artificial insemination.
But if we try again next ovulation...
But, darling, listen.
Shouldn't we give it a rest?
No, wait. I was thinking,
it's right on your birthday.
And I thought,
well, maybe you'd like that.
Because I know it's different for you,
more distant...
But if it happens on your birthday
that might be nice, in terms of bonding?
What's wrong?
No, nothing.
-No, I think it's sweet.
-Yeah, it's sweet, isn't it?
I was thinking, like, weird
that we never even considered that
or anything.
I mean, you also have...
-Hello?
-Happy birthday!
-Darling.
-Yes.
Happy Birthday to you
-Good, isn't it?
-Yeah. Dark.
Dark?
I have a cake. It's a sperm cell.
-You didn't.
-I did.
-It's so stupid.
-No.
-He's even smiling at you.
-I can see that.
Do you have like a vase?
Can this go?
-Yeah, that can go.
-It's a bit small, really...
Sorry.
Yeah, it's a bit...
Is everything else okay?
Yeah.
What do you mean?
Are you sure?
I'm just a bit tired.
Okay.
Just come home with me.
No.
Col, what's wrong?
Just tell me.
Tell me.
-Tell me.
-Okay.
-Just go. I'll call you.
-Oh yeah.
I've heard that before.
-What do you want to hear?
-I want you to talk to me.
I'm talking now, aren't I?
-Yeah?
-Leave me alone.
Oh, Jesus, you're suffocating me.
All your fucking messages all the time.
-Now you're here.
-You don't talk to me!
Yeah, okay, but take a hint.
Take a fucking hint.
-Say it.
-Say what?
-Come on.
-What?
-Come on.
-What?
That you don't want a baby with me.
Fuck you, seriously.
Everything all right?
Obviously not, Jacob.
Sort of...
Like pebbles.
Look, we give birth to books.
That's disgusting, but...
It means that we as writers
don't have to worry about reproducing.
Are you all right?
I never saw Jet and Elizabeth again.
-Elizabeth?
-Elizabeth, that was my daughter's name.
What?
Didn't you miss her?
I didn't miss the child, no.
I did give birth,
but I never had any maternal instincts.
-You could sit together on...
-Yeah.
-Lovely.
-Since it's...
Saturday, we sit at the table,
for that Saturday morning feeling.
-Yes.
-It might be nice if we...
The couch is good too, though.
-We'll start at the table.
-Yeah.
Let's see how that goes. No, that's fine.
Let's see.
Can we get rid of the flowers?
They're very... For the color.
-It's fine like that, darling.
-Very well done.
Yeah, this is a bit brighter. Yes.
Colette, you just received
a major literary prize.
Does it come naturally?
No.
Well...
I'm just happy to get something
down on paper.
I'm actually still searching for
my own style. So it's...
But she's so good she got a residency
at Ada Verschuyl's house.
Oh? Which is very exclusive, isn't it?
-A writing residency?
-Yes.
She sent in a handwritten letter.
There were eight...
Yes. My wife is a bit too proud, honestly.
-My wife? Are you married?
-No.
-No, no.
-No.
But it almost seems that way, right?
-Yeah, definitely.
-Our own house.
-Volvo.
-Volvo parked outside.
-Yeah.
-And then a child?
-Then we'd be complete.
-That would really...
That would really tie it all up
in a neat bow...
That was good, wasn't it?
She really got into it in-depth.
Really did her research.
Because that happens sometimes,
they don't know anything about you.
What's wrong?
Are you mad?
Why?
You just start up
about Ada Verschuyl house again.
Yeah... I'm just proud.
Does it really matter?
It puts too much pressure on it.
Well, maybe that's a good thing.
Show-off. Coffee?
She's just mad.
-Okay, guys, do we want more coffee?
-Yeah.
Whiskey? Yes?
Is that a good idea?
What do you mean?
Oh no, it really doesn't matter.
-No?
-No.
-One shot won't make them swim any slower.
-No, but we don't have to.
No, okay.
-We don't have to.
-One night.
One night without.
One day.
Are we nervous?
-Yes.
-Yeah?
Yes.
-You?
-A bit.
-Come on.
-Let's go?
-Yeah, let's go.
-Yeah.
-Do you want anything else to drink?
-No.
No?
-We could just...
-I don't need anything.
Do you have a container?
-Yeah, it's ready already.
-Okay, cool.
In the bathroom,
but I don't know if you want to...
It's fine. Thanks.
-No listening.
-Yeah, no, but I can't help it.
Done.
Yes.
Yeah. I'm going.
-Yeah, Okay? Now.
-Yeah.
Good luck.
Bye.
Wow.
Has to be kept warm, right?
Okay.
Any doubts?
No.
No.
-But it's not nothing.
-It's not nothing.
Straights don't get it right
the first time either.
Or some other time.
Yeah?
How come?
The timing of this whole residency thing
is just inconvenient.
-What timing?
-Well...
We should have kept going yesterday.
I'm really happy for you, writing there...
But doesn't that mean
it'll be weeks before we can try again?
Yeah.
-I'll see you on your birthday.
-Darling.
-Yes?
-No.
-Yes!
-No.
-You're turning 30.
-That's why.
Thirty.
No, no. I'm there.
-There are limits.
-No.
Have fun.
You're a wonderful writer. Take your time.
But not too much.
Hello?
-There you are.
-Oh, hello.
I'm Elizabeth. Welcome.
Thank you.
Jacob de Kleine is here.
You know him, right?
-Yeah, I know him.
-Well, you'll be seeing him.
This is the heart of the house,
Ada's parlor.
Everyone was welcome here. As long as
you were open to the experiment.
This was Ada's favorite place.
There was dancing, smoking and drinking.
Discussions deep into the night.
What do you know about Ada Verschuyl?
-Just the usual things, really.
-Such as?
-Such as feminist, '50s.
-Yes.
Lots of female artists were
inspired by her, experiment.
That was Ada, head to toe.
And this, you see this? This is her pen.
No, she wrote with this.
She wrote everything with this pen,
before she typed it up.
-Yes, take a look.
-Wow.
Have a look.
See, they all sat here at the table.
Come and sit down.
It was the '50s. So the war was over,
but still very much present.
Everything lay in ruins.
But here, a new language was spoken.
Associative, energetic, in the moment.
You want to go to your room. I can tell.
-Yes.
-Come with me.
Here's your room.
Ada's study. She was always here.
She died in here too.
Nice, isn't it?
That's her.
Just make sure
she doesn't distract you too much.
Ada
Below the surface
-I was wondering when you'd get here.
-Jesus.
Want to see my room?
Hi, Jacob.
-How's it going?
-It's going well, yeah.
-And with...
-Naomi.
-Yeah.
-Yeah, also good.
-Wow, look at this.
-Yeah, nice, right?
Can I offer you some water?
-Yeah.
-Behind you.
Take the second glass
and put my toothbrush in the third glass.
Funny room.
-Funny, right?
-Yeah.
This was the nursery.
Whose?
I don't know who the baby was,
but she was Ada's.
She had the baby here.
You can feel that
something happened in this room.
It's incredible that there are
nanoparticles of Ada's milk in this room.
-You don't get it?
-No.
I'll teach you. Go stand there.
Put the glass away.
See, you smell,
or actually feel inspiration.
feminist Ada Verschuyl pregnant
No results found
for feminist Ada Verschuyl pregnant
Now I will start to write something...
Because I am a writer, after all.
And writers must write.
Naomi
Look at this?
Naomi
Or this...
Write words, words set in with a...
You have to fill in with bananas...
Naomi
I want a small kitten...
Will you call me tonight?
Yeah, Okay.
But no, I can't be reacting,
I have to focus on creating.
I have to conceive.
Conceive, is that a word?
Conceive.
Devise, concoct, construct,
fantasize, configure. Okay.
Naomi
I love you!
What is it?
I ordered my books from your account.
-But I can just send you the money.
-Sure.
By the way I feel really bad that we had
to flush Boaz's semen down the toilet.
Yep, annoying. Semen down the toilet.
Stop it!
Are you having problems
with your lights too?
I'm conceiving.
I've had complaints from the neighbors,
asking if we can turn it down.
So I said, "Yes, we can,
but we can also...
"...turn it up!"
I will now begin.
I am a writer. And writers write words.
Words, words set in with a net
you have to fill in with bananas.
Oh, sorry, this is my writing.
But it's really not finished yet.
It doesn't have a form yet.
I can't be reacting,
I have to focus on creating. Conceiving.
-Conceive.
-Is that a word?
Is that a word?
Conceive, consider, devise, fantasize.
Design...
Get pregnant.
Tick, tick, tick...
That's it!
Speak up, Colette.
-Hello.
-Hello.
What are you up to?
Boaz is here.
-Boaz?
-Yeah.
-Why?
-Why?
We're just having a drink.
I'm in the mood to drink with you, too.
Make out a bit.
So I was thinking, if you send
Boaz off home real quick.
And go lie on the bed... Then...
If you reply to my messages quickly.
It's fine, darling. It's all good.
How is it there? Not boring?
-Boring?
-Yeah.
No. Oh, my God. It's so not boring.
It's unbelievable.
I almost can't explain it, but...
Ada, she's just here and it's so...
It's unbelievable what's happening here...
-Yeah, it's just...
-Yeah, but Col...
-...absurd.
-Col, I have to call you back later.
-I was in the middle of a conversation.
-Yeah.
-Bye.
-Okay.
Years
ADA VERSCHUYL
It grows in you, but not in me.
I live in you, but not in me.
I mourn for me, but for you too.
Elizabeth, can I ask you something?
Did you actually know Ada?
Do you know if she had a child?
-Hello?
-Ada was no mother.
But she loved us all.
Okay, that's extremely vague.
Thanks so much.
What kind of place is this?
This is Ada Verschuyl's house,
concentrate and surrender.
She wants you.
Please.
Come on.
Hello, can you turn that down?
Yes, but I can turn it up too.
Well, it wasn't the right moment.
He gets that. It was hard for him too.
I understand that.
And it's anything but sexy,
artificial insemination.
But if we try again next ovulation...
But, darling, listen.
Shouldn't we give it a rest?
No, wait. I was thinking,
it's right on your birthday.
And I thought,
well, maybe you'd like that.
Because I know it's different for you,
more distant...
But if it happens on your birthday
that might be nice, in terms of bonding?
What's wrong?
No, nothing.
-No, I think it's sweet.
-Yeah, it's sweet, isn't it?
I was thinking, like, weird
that we never even considered that
or anything.
I mean, you also have...
-Hello?
-Happy birthday!
-Darling.
-Yes.
Happy Birthday to you
-Good, isn't it?
-Yeah. Dark.
Dark?
I have a cake. It's a sperm cell.
-You didn't.
-I did.
-It's so stupid.
-No.
-He's even smiling at you.
-I can see that.
Do you have like a vase?
Can this go?
-Yeah, that can go.
-It's a bit small, really...
Sorry.
Yeah, it's a bit...
Is everything else okay?
Yeah.
What do you mean?
Are you sure?
I'm just a bit tired.
Okay.
Just come home with me.
No.
Col, what's wrong?
Just tell me.
Tell me.
-Tell me.
-Okay.
-Just go. I'll call you.
-Oh yeah.
I've heard that before.
-What do you want to hear?
-I want you to talk to me.
I'm talking now, aren't I?
-Yeah?
-Leave me alone.
Oh, Jesus, you're suffocating me.
All your fucking messages all the time.
-Now you're here.
-You don't talk to me!
Yeah, okay, but take a hint.
Take a fucking hint.
-Say it.
-Say what?
-Come on.
-What?
-Come on.
-What?
That you don't want a baby with me.
Fuck you, seriously.
Everything all right?
Obviously not, Jacob.
Sort of...
Like pebbles.
Look, we give birth to books.
That's disgusting, but...
It means that we as writers
don't have to worry about reproducing.
Are you all right?
I never saw Jet and Elizabeth again.
-Elizabeth?
-Elizabeth, that was my daughter's name.
What?
Didn't you miss her?
I didn't miss the child, no.
I did give birth,
but I never had any maternal instincts.