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Open Studio presents
A film by Marc Raps
"I sometimes get calls at the strangest of times."
'mornin'
"You think you have it rough, with people calling you when you're trying to eat."
"Well, think again."
"2:30a.m., 5:00a.m., 8:00p.m.... You name it, they've called me."
"I usually arrive in about 10, 20 minutes at most."
"And the mess I find..."
"Any normal person would be sick from the sight."
"But even though looking away is something very common in my profession..."
"...getting out is something else entirely."
"My name is Rick Vinkers, and I'm a Cleaner."
Oh man, I'm glad you're finally here. We're in deep ***.
There's blood everywhere.
Ben nearly threw up when he saw what he had done.
I couldn't help it. The gun... it just went off.
I don't need to know. In fact, it's better if I don't.
"And every once in a while, you find yourself having to deal with first grade morons."
Oh, ***. ***! She's still alive!
Looks like she is. - Now what do we do?
I don't know about you, but I'm only here to clean.
Call me back when she's really dead.
Come on, man. You have to help me. My parents will be home soon.
I'll pay extra.
You've got 5 minutes.
Okay, you two. Pick her up. We'll put her in my car.
This is sick.
Fine, gentlemen. It was not a pleasure, and I was never here. Good day to you.
"You don't dump a body in the middle of the day."
"So it's not uncommon for me to have a car with a dead body in the trunk sitting in my garage."
"Occasionally more than one."
"Those are the risks of the job."
"But if you're a professional like me, it's nothing that'll keep you awake at night."
"Ricky, Ricky, Ricky..."
We are very disappointed in you.
We've been watching you for some time now, but what you've pulled off now...
Do you have any idea?
Do you recognize her?
That's Harm Vermeulen's daughter. You know him, don't you?
We want to know exactly what happened, Ricky.
We know you have something to do with her disappearance.
And Harm Vermeulen doesn't like it when he's being lied to.
I remember the last time that happened.
They dropped the guy off at the hospital through the mail slot.
And that was because of a mere kilo of coke, Ricky.
This is his own daughter.
I do hope you won't make things worse today, Ricky.
Is this him?
You have a choice
Either you tell me right now who did it, or I cut off your hand one bone at a time.
You decide how much your professional silence is worth to you.
Hello.
"It's a shame my trade isn't always entirely understood."
"I'm a cleaner, not a gravedigger."
It needs to be bigger.
Why? They can both easily fit in there.
We need room for three.
"That was the last job I did."
"There comes a moment you have to quit, and this was it."
"Cleaning is one thing..."
"...but killing is something I don't want to do."
Okay, Ricky. That's all the time we had.
You've made some good progress since you came here.
RICK VINKERS' LAST JOB
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