Barend en Van Dorp

Bart de Graaff:
Maybe people don't like to hear this, but it's so easy and nice when you're lying in a hospital and you're in there for two weeks, or four months, or eight months, or twelve months - that's how long I've been there - and your mother goes home, and your sister goes home and your dad isn't there and you're lying alone in that little room and it's dark and the television is turned off and you're sixteen years old and you can talk to [slight pause] God. You need that.

[first lines]

[it's silent after the opening tune]

Henk van Dorp:
Well, I'm not saying anything. I'll just wait for an applause.

[the public starts clapping]

Henk van Dorp:
Do you think "Well, I'm famous so it doesn't really matter. I'll just sing and see what happens"?

Georgina Verbaan:
Yes. As a matter of fact.

Henk van Dorp:
[laughing] Yeah, you stumped me.

[a photo of Pope John Paul II after a tiring trip to Slovakia is shown]

Henk van Dorp:
If it would've been a pet, you'd have him put down.

[Mark Blaisse says the good thing about this day is the fact that it leads to discussion]

Jan Mulder:
[to Blaisse, after not saying a word in 41 minutes] There's nothing good about this day. Nothing at all. There's nothing good about this day. This day took away Theo van Gogh from us! There's nothing good about this day because all the being a pain in the ass and the nagging and the chattering won't ever bring Theo van Gogh back. You can drivel till pigs fly, that misery, that deep-rooted disease of all these religions. And it is not just here in the Netherlands, mind you. In the United States - and rather tragically, Theo van Gogh hoped that Bush will be elected -, in Bush's Texas, doctors are walking out of clinics and they get shot dead by idiots with a religion in their heads. You can talk till pigs fly, but there's nothing good about this day. [for the remainder of the show, Mulder doesn't say a word]