F.C. De Kampioenen (TV Series)
Here We Come! (1993)
Johny Voners: Xavier Waterslaeghers
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Quotes
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Boma : Sieve one kilo flour in a deep bowl. Marc.
Marc : Sure.
[he pours it in clumsily]
Boma : It's alright, Vertongen. Go ahead. It doesn't make any difference.
[he pours the leftovers]
Boma : Now the egg yolks. Separate the eggs, Xavier.
Xavier : I beg your pardon?
Boma : Separate the egg yolks from the egg. And there we have it. Separate.
[he messes it up]
Xavier : Separate. Sure. Separate. The yolk. Alright. I got this.
[he messes it up again]
Boma : Whisk the egg whites until stiff snow. Snow's already white?
Oscar : It is.
Boma : Pico, you can whisk it later. Marc, make a well in the bowl. Then pour the melted butter, the egg yolks and the sugar into it. Pico, has the butter melted or what?
Pico : I believe it has.
Boma : Pour it in. Stir the mixed flour at a liter of water with a wooden spoon. Marc, pour the water into it.
Oscar : [to Marc] All around it. And pour. Come on.
Boma : Where's the wooden spoon?
Oscar : Mr. President. Err, I don't believe we have one.
Boma : [indignation] There it is. When something matters, sir doesnt' have it. The waffles are going to fail, Oscar. It will all be your fault.
Pico : I've got a wooden spoon at home. I'll g-...
Boma : [Marc covers them with dough as Boma gives instructions] That'll take too long. Use an ordinary spoon then. Don't complain later, Oscar. Mix the dough and pour it into the greased waffle iron. Marc. Mix the dough. You must put it in deep, on the first try. Oscar. Did you grease the waffle iron?
Oscar : Sure. It's almost done.
[he greases its outer side]
Boma : [indignation] From the inside, Oscar!
Oscar : Fine. I got it.
Boma : Alright. Marc. Is everything ready?
Marc : [dough sticks to spoon] It's ready, Mr Boma. Did we do something wrong?
Boma : [mad] See? What did I tell you, Oscar? No wooden spoon!
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Boma : *Is everybody happy?*
Pascale : *Yes. Thank you.*
Boma : *Me, too.* My van's welded. Well then? You look like you have to go to a funeral instead of traveling. By the way, I thought there would be training?
Pico : We've already trained yesterday.
Boma : Yes, I saw that. We won't get there like that, Oscar.
Oscar : It's easy for you to say, Mr. President.
Pico : Nor do you have a woman to prepare you for the journey. You should see what we all get to eat.
Xavier : You'd be craving his sausages.
Pico : Hey don't push it to the limit, would you?
Oscar : English lessons every evening until the middle of the night. *It is four 'o clock*. *My tailor is ritz.*
Pascale : Is *rich*, Oscar.
Oscar : That's what I said, didn't I?
Xavier : I see only one solution. Pascale, "dish of the day" pint.
Pascale : Sure.
Xavier : [she pours tea in his glass] What's that?
Pascale : That's an English "dish of the day".
Doortje : [as she, Carmen and Bieke enter] The utensils for the waffles.
Pico : You're not going to bake English waffles, are you?
Doortje : We? Baking? We're not going to bake anything.
Carmen : Who'll be travelling to England, anyway?
Bieke : Huh? Let's go. We have yet to discuss where to shop this weekend.
Pascale : Oscar? *Take over, darling.*
Oscar : They don't mean that, do they?
Pico : The baking thing? Of course they do.
Boma : Bake some waffles? That shouldn't be a problem, huh?
Bieke : [she returns] Oh yeah. You should seriously try your best. Marc has sold 100 tickets over the radio.
Oscar : He's gone mad, hasn't he?
Xavier : Now this is quite the move by them.
Boma : [he looks at his watch] We have to fix this problem, huh. Soon all those people will be here.
Xavier : Just don't bake. We already have the money.
Boma : [sarcastically] That'd be a great advertisement for our club.
Pico : Don't bake? If those people ask for their money back, we can stay at home completely.
Boma : Xavier. Can't we call the army cook?
Pico : There you go. He's used to such a turn-out.
Xavier : The last time they baked waffles there was during the liberation in 1944.
Pico : And then they were so bad that they said "No more war".
