incorrect belgian red devils

Thibaut: And even though the computer was off and unplugged, an image stayed on the screen. It was ... the Windows logo!

Kevin: Pft, that's not scary!

Dries: You are wonderful.

Kevin: Thank you; I've worked hard to become so.

Dries: I admit it, you are better than I am.

Kevin: Then why are you smiling?

Dries: Because I know something you don't know.

Kevin: And what is that?

Dries: I am not left-footed. *switches to using his right foot*

Kevin: You are amazing.

Dries: I ought to be, after 20 years.

Kevin: Oh, there's something I ought to tell you.

Dries: Tell me.

Rom: Axel, this is for you. A set of combs for your beautiful hair.

Axel: Oh, that's so sweet. But I sold my hair to a wigmaker so I could buy a set of combs for Fellaini.

(He pulls his hat off, revealing that he is bald)

Fellaini: Oh, the irony. I sold *my* hair so I could buy this third set of combs for Rom!

(He pulls his hat off; he is also bald)

Rom: Thank you. These'll come in handy for my new hair!

(He pulls his hat off. He's wearing a wig made of Fellaini's and Axel's hair)

Thibaut: To volunteer at a soup kitchen.

Kevin: Yeah, right! As if you ever did anything charitable.

Thibaut: I'm very generous. What about that time I gave blood?

Toby: Whose blood?

Jan: I already lent you my car. Do you not know where my car is?

Thorgan: We attack the goalkeeper with hummus.

Eden:

Mousa: All right, people, prepare to have your spines tingled and your gooses bumped by the terrifying...

Mousa: *pulls a movie out of a bag* ...Fantasia?

Michy: *punches the air a few times*

Eden: So either you hit him, or you did your wacky mime routine for him?

Michy: Well, I didn't do either, actually... but he deserved it, don't you think?

Toby: What can I say? I've always been bad.

(Earlier)

Thibaut: *tallying on his fingers* Out for a walk.

Eden:

Thibaut:

Operator: Collect call from...

Thibaut: *on phone* I'm not giving my name to a machine!

Jan: I'll accept.

Thibaut: Toby's in trouble and he needs help. Now, I don't like you and you don't like me.

Jan: I like you.

Thibaut: You do? Huh. Look, are you going to help or not?

Jan: I don't know why I should. I mean after what he--

Thibaut: Wait, wait, wait, wait. What is it you like best about me?

(Later)

Dries: Is he coming?

Toby: Yeah, OK.

Rom: Alright.

(They start eating)

Eden: Oh, dear God!

(Everybody spits the food out)

Toby: That's the saltiest thing I've ever tasted. And I once ate a big, heaping bowl of salt!

(Everyone guzzles down a glass of water and once again they spit it out.)

Jan: Thibaut, is this salt water?

Thibaut: It's salt with water in it if that's what you mean.

Toby: *waves his hand in front of his eyes*

Toby: My vision's fading. I think I'm gonna die.

Thibaut: There was nothing wrong with that food. The salt level was 10% less than a lethal dose.

Thibaut: *quickly turns off the TV* Uh, nothing!

Eden: Is that a cooking show?

Thibaut: No, of course not! It was... uh... porno! Yeah, that's it!

(Eden turns the TV back on and sees the programme)

Eden: Aw, Thibaut, I didn't know you liked cooking! That's so cute!

Thibaut: *ashamed* Oh, it's true. I've been hiding it for so long...

Toby: It's OK, Thibaut. I like cooking too.