Tonight on The Brightest Light
You'll get to see how Véronique De Kock throws teabags.
Why Sven de Ridder Gets angry at a yoga ball.
And how Olga Leyers Turns a boulder into a backpack.
And all of that to please this man:
Welcome! I am Gert Verhulst And this is The Brightest Light.
A few months ago VTM begged me to present this program.
I had three demands: -A lot of money.
-A big chair, -And a gorgeous assistant.
Out of those three, I ended up getting two.
In this program I have absolute authority, Just like I do in real life.
That's why five famous Flemish have completed a series of ingenious challenges for me.
None of them know how the others did.
At the end of this evening I'll be appointing a single winner.
He or she will be The Brightest Light For the entire week.
With a joyousness resembling pure ecstasy, I'd like to introduce our contestants.
The first one is a woman who's reached such a blessed age
That the word ribbed doesn't remind her of contraceptives, but of knitwear:
Frieda van Wijck! (TV presenter)
The second is a man, who, if he lived in the Middle Ages
He wouldn't have been -at-, but -under- the round table:
Here's the noble Sven de Ridder! (Actor)
(TN: Ridder = Knight, Hence the round table joke)
Thirdly, a woman who was Jan Leyers's Fourth go at making a son:
Olga Leyers! (Actress/Presenter)
The fourth is nearly everything a woman could want,
As well as nearly everything a man would like to be,
Which almost makes him what I've already become:
Here's the great Guga Baúl! (Actor, comic, impressionist)
The fifth and final one is our rotating guest this evening
A woman who dominated the "Most Beautiful Woman of Flanders" lists for years,
And still easily ranks top three this evening:
The ravishing Véronique De Kock! (Former Miss Belgium/Presenter)
Those are our contestants, And just like any other mighty ruler
I lord over a personal assistant: Ruth Beeckmans! Those are our contestants, And just like any other mighty ruler
I lord over a personal assistant: Ruth Beeckmans!
Hi Ruth. -Hello.
Should we start the show?
Yes, might as well.
The show starts with a first round...
That's... surprising.
And for that first round our contestants have brought their own prizes.
And you'll get to judge them on what they've brought.
At the end of the show, one person, let's call them the winner,
Will win all those prizes, including the ones the others have brought in.
Sounds great. What did they bring this evening?
They had to bring their most valuable thing.
So it had to be really expensive.
Now that's my kind of prize. Frieda, what did you bring?
I imagined I was you for a moment, Gert, so I've brought along cash money.
Wow. What kind of cash are we talking about here?
These are 100.000 Brazilian Cruzeiros. One note.
How did you manage to acquire that?
It was left over from a holiday.
Good. Now I'm curious, Ruth, we will not be bamboozled.
You've got the Cruzeiro exchange rate over there- -One moment, I'm working on it.
Taking the instability of the British Pound into account, As well as the latest player transfers by KV Oostende:
One more moment please.
100.000 Brazilian Cruzeiros are worth about 10 euros right now.
Let's move onto Sven. I hope your object is a bit more valuable.
I think so. At the very least more valuable than Frieda's rosse groes
Ehhm, the Cruzeiros. (TN: Rosse groes = red pubic hair)
You've brought something rather small. -It's small, but it's quite valuable.
I'll just show it off like this. -Is that weed?
No it's not weed. -Those are false teeth.
No, it's gold. -Is there a story attached to it?
There's a story attached. I panned this gold myself.
In 1986 in Arizona. And ever since then-
You panned such huge pieces? -Yes, I panned those.
What's the weight? -6.03 grams.
Let's switch live to Ruth, who's always tracking the gold prices.
Every day. -That small pouch that you've brought...
Is worth 234 euros at the moment.
Olga, as the golden nugget among our contestants, What did you bring us?
Because I'm still very young I don't have that many valuables yet.
My parents own everything, But there's one thing I bought myself:
My scooter that's outside right now, I've brought my helmet and keys into the studio.
It goes up to 45 km/h.
All we've got so far are stories, Ruth. Will we actually be able to see this scooter?
Of course, look, there it is.
Thanks everyone. -How much did you pay for it, Olga?
I think... about €1600,-
What would you say it's worth? -Nothing.
But come on, it's so great to drive.
I'd estimate the current value as around 800 euros.
But I've even got the little cushion and the rack! -803 euros then.
Let's call it an even 810 euros, will that do?
Guga, what did you bring? -Gert, all this materialism, it was valuable..
The task was the most valuable thing- I became a father last year...
Congratulations, by the way. -Thanks, thanks. So look.
Oh, I can already hear the noises the audience is making.
I've brought the racing bike I bought The day my little Gaston was born.
It's beautiful. -You went to buy a racing bike the day your son was born?
*Indecipherable Flemish noises* -To be far away from home.
But look, it's completely personalized, I had it customized.
So to me- -In which way?
If you watch closely- Not sure if it's visible... Here it says Vamos
An engraved expression of encouragement. With the names of all my heroes.
Gert Verhulst, Zinedine Zidane is on there, Gustavo Kuerten, Vincent Kompany...
Ibrahimovic and such- -All I care about is the value of the bicycle.
Could you give me an estimate? -The bike itself is worth €2999,-
With the customization being €500,-.
So that adds up to 3499 euros. -Ruth, now that deserves an applause, right?
Guga, it's a rather large bike, probably tailored to your height. How tall are you?
1 meter 96. -So if Sven has to take that bike home later...
He wouldn't even reach the pedals. -Thanks Guga, a very valuable and beautiful object.
Véronique, what did you bring us? -I had to rummage around for a bit
In order to find something valuable, which I could possibly lose.
This is a special Grand Vintage Collection.
I have a connection to the year 1995. I graduated that year.
Then Mike and Guido called, and I started working at VTM, still Kanaal 2 back then.
I had my first boyfriend back then, and the store I opened last year is also called 1995.
And will that bottle ever be opened? -No.
You really can't say, because if you lose it- -Not if I have anything to say about it.
Maybe if someone wins it tonight. -Do you think it's a valuable bottle?
To me it does. -We don't care about that.
I don't know, I honestly don't know. -I looked it up online.
Those bottles currently go for in between 115 and 150 euros.
But I also read that it could be possible that champagne has turned sour after 20 years.
I still really like it. -Véronique, 150 euros.
I think I have milk cartons in my fridge that are worth more than that.
I still think mine is worth more. -Ruth, I think we have to score these people.
I think so too. -Let's have a think. Who gets which score?
1 to 5. -Who are you putting in last place?
Frieda, I'm sorry. -Don't say sorry if you don't really mean it.
Frieda....
That's true.
You're trying to scam us with a worthless banknote with a lot of zeroes.
1 point to Frieda. 2 points to you, Véronique.
I'm sorry, but you disappoint me. I expect better from a high class lady like yourself.
Maybe your car or something. Three points to Sven.
And not because of the value,
but because you found it yourself and basically pulled it from the soil. Congratulations.
Guga, your bike, although it doesn't really have any emotional connection with it-
My name is on it. -Whatever, but it's still worth 3500 euro
So you'll get 4 points. And Olga, as the poorest of us all..
This is the highest relative value, so I'll give you 5 points.
Tonight's winner will get to take home a banknote worth 100.000 Brazilian Cruzeiros. Imagine that.
But before that happens there are still a lot of points to be earned.
So it's time for our first real task, which took place at my house.
By which I mean one of my 23 houses, of course.
Hi cutie.
Hello. - You've got mail.
Looking good!
But you always do, I think. Honestly.
It's tea-time.
Getting comfy for it? - Yes, come sit besides me.
So cozy.
'Throw a tea bag...' - 'into a tea cup from the furthest distance.'
For real?
'You've got 20 minutes, and time...' - 'starts now.'
Jesus. -So I'll have to position the cup myself.
How come there's so many mugs here?
And will you be doing this within 20 minutes, or...?
Don't rush me.
Voilà, Gert. -How interesting.
This was a task in the "Sports that didn't make it into the Olympics"-category.
I gave every one of them -as you ordered me to- 100 tea bags...
Of which they had to toss one into a cup from the furthest distance.
Let's have a look. Who's up first?
Guga, I assume? -No. We're starting off with Olga...
As well as Véronique, and Sven.
The ladies. Oh no, Sorry.
Shouldn't I wet it first? to increase weight? No?
I can do whatever I want.
What a task.
Salmonella...
What are you up to? - My tactic is...
I'll weigh it down and stand as far away as possible.
It has to go in, right? Yes, doing well, doing well.
Nearly there.
Yes, count this one, this one.. - Ah yes...
Does that count?
Okay.
Come on!
Yes, okay!
Measure it, measure it.
80. 80 centimeters. - That's 80 centimeters?
This couldn't possibly? Oh, but wait a moment...
What?
Hey now.
Why am I just aiming for one mug? So stupid. So dumb. So stupid.
You've got a lot of pent up aggression, don't you Olga?
Come on.
I didn't move any closer, I was standing right here.
That's true.
Did I get one? Did I get one?
Okay, you measure this one. I'll try from slightly further away.
One minute 40 left, Sven. - I ran out of bags.
You can reuse those, you know.
I can pick them back up? And you're only telling me this now? For real...
Did it go in, or didn't it?
Although, that's in two different cups. - Well, then it counts double.
Voilà, I'm done.
One more minute.
Nothing? - No.
Nice.
Want me to measure it, or will you...?
Such a great feeling. What, just guesstimate?
Then I'll just... - Of course we're measuring it.
Come on, Olga.
The bottle is in. - Yes, that one too.
I'm not sure if Gert would... It's in.
Look, it's in.
It's in.
So all three of them used basically the same technique, Gert.
They made their tea bags heavier, and just kept throwing them.
Olga started off being rather destructive... -And she even cheated at the end.
Olga, what do you have to say for yourself? -What? That's not true!
But we caught it on film. -We all were able to see it, Olga.
You rapscallion. -One of them went in.
Which means, Olga, that only your second to last attempt was declared valid.
Which gave you a distance of... One moment, it's here somewhere.
So she still has a score? - 70 centimeters...
... and 5 meters. -Impossible!
So 5 meters, 70 centimeters, basically. -Ah! Ah! Okay.
Sven. -Yes Gert?
I don't understand why you put your mugs so far apart.
Just like at the fair!
Yeah, just like that famous tea bag stand at the fair.
We've all heard of it. -Where you have to throw some balls...
Into some jars. They're never close together.
But that's because they don't want you to win. -No, of course, but I always want to make things harder on myself.
When I saw what Véronique did, I thought "I Should have done that."
Putting all those mugs together. -Of course.
But I made one final attempt, which was pretty decent, I think.
Yes, Sven. On your final attempt you reached 20 centimeters....
And three meters. -What?
So 3 meters and 20 centimeters. -That was- It can't have been.
But Sven, everything looks further and bigger to you.
But come on, three meters? Come on... -Now you know what it feels like, Sven.
No worries, there are still some tasks left.
Véronique. -Yes?
You seem somewhat disappointed at your own attempts...
But... -Véronique kept on trying.
She just kept on throwing and throwing, and was rewarded for it, because...
You reached 12 meters and 60 centimeters.
You're proud, aren't you, Véronique? What's on your mind?
I think Frieda and Guga still have to have a go, So my efforts will be for naught.
Do you think one of them did better? -Surely.
I don't think so. -Let's have a look at Guga and Frieda.
I'm going to the shed. -I'll wet them in the kitchen, wait up.
Ah right, I've only got 20 minutes.
Only one cup and one teabag.
Someone's feeling confident.
If I put something around it, that'll make it easier to throw.
This seems unreachable to me. I'm not that good at aiming.
Never mind.
Of course, that's not...
Two meters, 43 centimeters. - merely.
I'll have a quick look in that shed to see if there's anything I can use.
Okay, Ruth, ready?
I was born ready.
Let's give it a try, yeah?
Come on man, knocked your balls straight...
Let's try again. - Into my balls.
And what's the plan with all this?
I'll toss it in at this end and put the cup over there.
Okay, legs together now. At least, those cardboard legs.
No.
I've thrown it in, Now we'll have to shake it.
Come on.
Careful now, Frieda.
Where did that bloody thing go?
3 cm. - It's a great system, right?
Okay. Come on, 40 seconds left. - Put this cup over here.
Tossing it in.
20 seconds. - This'll be better than nothing.
Your very first attempt went okay, right?
This is what... 2 millimeters?
Yeah, yeah.
Have a look.
But come on.
Okay, then this is my total distance.
Good.
I don't see anything.
It's too dark. -If you just take it out...
And there's a tea bag in there?
I'm glad I managed to find a solution.
One would think there should be more room...
For brains in there, in such a large man.
Do we have the results? Did we gain anything? -Of course.
Frieda stranded at 3 meters and 90 centimeters. -What? What?
3 meters and 90 centimeters. -That's further than Sven.
But wait, throwing. -Yes, I threw it in.
-But throwing. Throwing, -Yes, we can hear you, Sven.
Let's ask Guga if his plan worked and what...
His plan was, Because I don't understand.
Neither do I, now that I've seen it again And am able to remember it.
I wanted to make some sort of funnel, but I didn't have the means.
Ruth, I can't possibly imagine Guga managed to reach a good distance like that.
Quite right. Guga had the absolute worst result.
2 meters and 22 centimeters. And there's something else...
Gert... -What's wrong, Ruth?
Guga deceived me. Have a look.
I can't see anything.
Look. - It's dark.
If you just take it out...
That looks clear to me. Guga will be disqualified for this task.
Which nets him zero point. Not even last place. -Zero points.
Then 2 to Sven. -Ah. Okay!
3 to Frieda. -Okay!
...Will you be doing that every- Ah. Okay!
But, but there's no more 1 point, right? 1 is gone because Guga gets zero.
Ah, okay! Thanks. -So 2 to Sven, 3 to Frieda.
4 to Olga. And the clear winner of this task:
5 points to Véronique!
A woman deceived, Do you have the standings for us?
Still fumbling about in last place... -Well now.
Frieda. -Oh, I'm still in the middle.
And in first place: Olga Leyers!
Thanks Ruth. This was part one of The Brightest Light.
It's time for a break, and I can already tell you:
Save for the ad for Plopsaland, there will be nothing in there worth your money.
See you soon!
(TN: Plopsaland is a theme park owned by Gert. Based on one of his TV shows, Google "Kabouter Plop" if you care.)
Welcome to part two of The Brightest Light.
Before our break we discovered that Olga is currently in the lead.
And all the others are basically faulty floor lamps.
I wonder if Olga will continue to shine brightly these next few tasks.
If so, she'll be able to decide if she wants to ride her own scooter home...
Or take Guga's racing bicycle.
Ruth. I'm looking forward to the next task. -Ah!
Okay. The next task has to do with balls. -Balls?
Yoga balls. -Yoga balls, wow.
We had a relaxing Yoga session In the forest.
It's a task Ingeborg could have come up with. (Flemish singer/yoga instructor)
Let's go. I'm looking forward to it. -Breathe. Breathe.
Hi there little girl. What are you up to, all alone in the forest?
I'm here to visit my grandmother.
Grandmother?
Honestly?
So tell me. - Just read it.
I'm gonna fall off. I can already tell.
How comfortable is this? Don't you agree?
'Put these three yoga balls...' - 'On the yoga mat...'
Yoga mat?
So it should be around here somewhere. - 'On the top of that hill.'
Where? Which hill?
Could you just point a finger?
'You're only allowed to put them down on the mat.'
'The task is complete when all three balls are on top of the yoga mat."
'Fastest wins. Your time starts now." Yeah, yoga mat. Where...?
You're making me nervous.
Eh, Ruth...
Sven, you seemed to be very glad to be in the forest for this task.
The natural habitat of the...
Not really, no. -Of a person of the forest.
Nobody told me we'd be going there, And if someone had told me then...
You can prepare for it. -How?
Wearing the correct shoes, for a start. Not the type of shoes which you want...
to stay clean. -Are you already making excuses...
Because the task didn't go your way? -I think I did great.
I might even win it, with both hands tied behind my back.
Who will be looking at first? Sven?
I have combined the attempts of Olga the forest nymph, Guga the tree trunk, and...
Sven the forest gnome.
Sven, I'll wait for you over here. -Yes, I figured you would.
Now that's a man with a lot of balls.
You sort of look like the Atomium right now. What, with only five balls?
Come on, people. Really...
Won't it roll off?
It's definitely going to fall down.
(TN: Atomium is a structure in Brussels with 9 stainless steel balls) Yoga mat...
I could have known.
Shit.
What's wrong? - Huh?
No, no, no, no, no...
Into the stinging nettles.
I hate this task.
And back down...
Dirt on my shoes.
Honestly.
But what now.
Is there any other mat? No?
Oh my God...
Hup, in between the nettles. And I'm allergic to stinging nettles.
So I won't be able to... get in there and grab it.
What would happen if you touched them? - I'd be completely covered with hives.
Ah, like everyone else. - No, no, totally covered.
A hospital-worthy amount. -good stick.
I'll sit on them, that way it'll be quicker. You don't have to be big if you're smart.
But small and dumb is an even worse combination.
Nobody said I'm not allowed to move the mat, right?
Stop. - Stop? Come on down.
All three balls are on the mat. - Stop.
Shit. - Come on, Sven...
Come on. -That was already dead, it had to be.
Check.
I can already tell Gert will comment on this.
What will he say? - There was nothing on the paper about
Not being allowed to move the mat, right?
So I moved it. - So... mission accomplished.
A tap? - A tap?
To wash my hands. - Ah yes, in the forest.
Right. - Bye!
Those were three sporty but clumsy attempts.
Sven, I hope your father* never writes a play named "Our Jos lived in the Forest."
(TN: *Ruud de Ridder, Playwright)
Because you won't be cast in it. Did we keep track of the times, Ruth?
Yes. Sven lost a lot of time because he lost control of his balls.
Just that one time. -And because you deflated them.
So it took 11 minutes and 13 seconds. -Not bad, right?
Ridiculous. -Lightning fast.
Olga, the task wasn't too tiring? -It was.
You did something very clever- I know, it's frightening, but true.
Even Sven said "That was a great idea." You moved the mat.
Yes. Sometimes I'm just smart, Gert. -Ruth, the time?
The time? -Did she manage to beat that great time by Sven?
Because that couldn't have been easy. -That was a big ask.
Because of her temporary brilliance She managed to set a time of 5 minutes and 44 seconds.
Twice as quick as Sven. -Guga, I'm confused.
You got to the top easily with those three balls.
So you should just put them down and be done, But you decided to deflate them. Was that necessary?
Yes. The mat was- I didn't come up with the plan to move the mat.
The mat was rather askew. -Next to an abyss.
Yes, but could have just held them there. -That wasn't possible.
I had the same idea.
Very good, with your 11 minutes.
So he should also have taken about 11 minutes, or am I wrong?
That's incorrect. Guga was even slightly faster than Olga.
He took 5 minutes and 2 seconds, putting him in first place.
I'm curious how our final two did. -Me too, should we have a look?
I don't care either way.
But they've done it, so we might as well show it.
Let's have a look at the attempt of our Brainiac...
Frieda van Wijck.
So the balls have to go on top of the mat. The mat is on top of the hill.
But there's nothing here that says I have to take them up there.
Now what if I manage to find an idiot to go collect the mat...
An idiot.
One of these unemployed bystanders... Would you be willing to go pick up that mat?
I wouldn't mind doing that for you. - Thanks. I'll treat you later.
I don't know. He was just stumbling through the woods.
Run, dude.
Run, Gwen, run!
A beautiful red one.
Frieda, your thinking was great again.
No, that's just sloth. Sloth breeds cunning.
Thank you, you're a good person. - Thanks.
So if I just put those three balls on here...
Then what? - Then they'll be on, right?
It doesn't say-
"Put these three yoga balls on the yoga mat on top of that hill."
It doesn't say: "Put these three yoga balls on top of the hill on the yoga mat."
I know, we're talking semantics, but... -Semantics are important in life.
I better hurry now, right? Time is running.
I don't know how much time I have to do it. -As quickly as possible.
Working on it, Ruth. Working on it.
Okay.
Stop the clock.
Done.
That's what's called wisdom.
But, Frieda, you employed someone to do it.
Now I don't mind, that's what I usually do.
But who was it? -Just a young man wandering through the forest.
I often run into young men when I walk in the forest.
And then I'll make them do stuff. -How interesting.
And her time? -Her time? 3 minutes and 37 seconds.
Then I'd really like to look at Véronique now.
I mean at her task. - The video.
Hola, hola.
And she's off. Be careful now!
Such excellent shape.
And now just hope that mat is up here.
Taking a stick? - Yes.
Okay.
Do you do any sports, Véro? -Yes, yes. All sorts.
Stop. - Yes, I pressed stop.
Bravo.
Véronique, I have to be honest: That was amazing. I think we have our fastest time, but I'm not sure.
I think so too. Véronique achieved a time of 2 minutes and 9 seconds.
And is the winner of this task!
Véronique, great job. Let's hand out some points, Ruth.
We've got 1 point to Sven. -Yeah! Alright!
My congratulations regardless.
2 to Olga, 3 to Guga.
4 for our clever Frieda, and 5 for a lightning fast Véronique.
Which changes our standings like so:
How exciting. -In last place: Our very own Sven.
Frieda has moved up nicely. And in first...
There's Véronique, leading majestically!
Ruth, I propose we move on to the next task immediately.
-Tell us. Okay, as you know, you have way too many things.
Is that so? -That's how it is.
And our candidates had to change that.
Hello. - Hi, Véro.
Ready to start. Let's go.
You're still looking fine even when wearing that.
I always get suspicious when I have to wear overalls.
Something's burning.
Huh?
Ali Baba.
I'm slightly afraid.
I know this boulder.
I honestly know this boulder.
'Get this boulder...' - 'as far from this place as possible.'
'You can't use your own car.' - 'You've got one hour."
'Start.'
Sorry, no. - Bye.
Help. - That was my bad.
I wonder how they did. Who will be watching first?
Well Gert, I was there, and I think...
That Véronique's attempt is one - you shouldn't, miss-.
Can you give me your car keys? - You can't use my car either.
My own car's not allowed. - Neither is mine.
You can't be serious.
What's your plan? Did you see the size of the boulder?
Oh, would you look at that... nice.
I have bad eyesight. - We're getting distracted.
Sir, is that your car, the white one? - Yes, that's mine.
Could I... borrow it for half an hour? - What do you need it for?
Gert Verhulst asked me to do a task.
I've got to move a boulder, preferably in your car,
As far away as possible, wearing this.
You can come along, if you want to. - Okay, then I'll come along.
Perfect. You don't have to wear a t-shirt. - See? He said yes immediately now.
What's your name? - Jo.
Jo. let's go, Jo, come on.
Oh dear. - Oh dear.
Oh dear. Wait, let's turn it.. Oh dear, no joke.
No, it won't fit. - You can't be serious.
You hold it there.
Careful now, Véro.
And push.
Push.
Could we tie it up? - Should be able to.
Do you have any rope?
It's sort of secured now. Let's try to get the doors
as closed as possible.
I'll sit inside and constantly pull on the rope.
Sure. - Get in.
Calm down. - No way, time's running.
How much time is left? - 25 delicious minutes.
Véro? - Yes?
Can he go on the A12? - Yes...
But make sure to stay in the slow lane, right?
And keep the car steady, if possible.
Jo, my man, take your shirt off again, let's go.
You're in good hands, Jo. Ladies with experience.
I could learn a lot from you.
That Véronique De Kock... beauty and brains.
Just like me, right? Except I'm humor and... beauty.
Come on, Jo, keep going. Steady as she goes.
Expo? - Just keep following that sign.
Just turn right.
As far as we can. How much time is left?
One minute and ten seconds. - We're going to make it.
Super. - We'll make it.
Véro...
There you go.
(TN: Behold the Atomium, from earlier in the episode)
Well done. But I thought it looked dangerous. On the A12 with such a thin rope.
Yeah, my hands turned purple after that. Wound the rope around my hands three times
And just kept pulling and pulling. -You were also quite taken by the driver...
If I noticed correctly. -Not just me.
-Well I never!
Do you have any messages for this young man, If he's watching now?
He was such a sweet guy. Still a youngster. -How old? How old?
20 years old. Ah, Olga, that'd be suitable. -Perfect for me.
Right. This was part two of The Brightest Light.
We'll soon find out where small Sven ended up with the big boulder.
Just one more reason to stop watching this show. See you soon!
Welcome to part three of The Brightest Light.
Ruth, where are we at?
Out candidates had to move a boulder, -your boulder- as far away as possible
Away from one of your many houses.
We've already seen Vèro's attempt, who made it to the Atomium.
The next ones are the ones with the Swedish first names:
Olga, Guga, and Frieda.
What's on your mind?
Loads. I could hire a moving company or...
a truck, or a man with a van.
What's the plan, Olga?
I wanted to turn it into a backpack. So I can carry it on my back.
Okay... - Off we go.
We're taking it to the high road, right? - Of course.
Hold it tight, Ruth. - I'm holding on.
Sir, do you have a van? - A van? I Don't.
You just work here. The owner is... Which language do you speak?
Dutch. - Ah, okay.
Do you have a moment? Do you guys have a van
and two guys willing to stick something in there
to drive it around? What do you say?
Let's get weird with it? - Of course we're getting weird with it.
I'll call Tine. Who knows.
Hi honey, I need your help. I heed a van.
Near Kontich. do you know any...?
Dude, for real? -She just hung up on him.
Could you drop me off at the station?
Sure. - Great!
Bastien, are you free right now?
How quickly can you get yourself to Kontich?
20 minutes before you're here... - You've still got 50 minutes.
Frieda, what kind of truck did you finagle? Think it'll fit?
It's gonna be tight.
Hola.
Bye and thanks!
That dude will be here in 5 minutes.
No...
Was it an expensive prop, Gert?
Great.
Brussels. - Really?
I'm going to try.
We're just getting on the highway to Brussels.
But it seems like traffic is a bit on the slower side today.
Oh no. There's not a single train that arrives on platform 4, and I'm on platform 4.
You can't turn right here.
Wij komen... (We're coming)
Wij komen naar jou. (We're coming to you)
Niets kan ons nog tegenhouden // we komen naar jou. (Nothing can stop us, we're coming to you)
Can we make it? If not, we won't do it. - Yeah, should be fine.
Everything alright there, Frieda? - It's exciting.
Three, two, one, nil.
How lucky are we, to end up right near a sign.
The mermaid of Sint-Pieters-Woluwe.
Just put it down over there, thank you so much. And I'll just do what the king usually does...
Voilà. Do what you want with it, VTM.
It doesn't roll. - Should I stop the clock?
That was my final attempt. Trying to go inside and just walk it like a hamster ball.
You absolutely wrecked that thing. -I thought it was very smart...
To take that boulder onto a train, But you were on a platform withou-
Wait, no. What I was thinking was: "Put that rock on a train, I don't have to go with it."
I wanted to- -But the train has to stop first before you can get on.
I didn't want to go with it. -Olga, as intelligently as you started the show...
That's how bumbling you get as we're nearing the end.
Frieda. You made it to Vilvoorde. -Yes.
I didn't take much convincing. That man agreed immediately...
To take that boulder on a ride with his best truck.
And did you ask to be taken to the VTM-building? -We were driving towards Brussels...
And I thought: 'That boulder came from VTM, Let's return it to them."
A great feat. Congratulations Guga, where did you end up?
Sint... What was it again? Sint-Pieters-Woluwe?
You also called your wife to ask for help and she hung up on you halfway through.
Twice, even. But she was in the middle of shooting, so...
We still have one person's journey left. -Sven.
Sven. Indeed.
That barely weighs anything.
Come on, Jerommeke. (Superpowered caveman from the Suske and Wiske comics. Think: Superman)
It's difficult, isn't it Sven, with those tiny graspers?
How far are we now?
Are you cooking up a plan in the meantime? - Of course. I've already got one.
There you go. He looked like a jolly fellow. With a beard.
Got any space in the back? Really? And where are you going?
Kontich. - To?
Kontich. - But we are in Kontich.
Can me and my boulder come along to wherever you are going?
Great. - Can you still get out?
Or do we have to drive? - I'm holding it there.
And even if it drops, it doesn't weigh anything.
Let's go. - Who's coming along? You.
If we never see each other again, I did enjoy doing this show. Bye!
Do you see? Kontich Kazerne. Then we're getting off here.
Thanks, Mark. - really great, Mark.
Wait, wait, wait. - Ah, you're going to push.
Or just pound it.
Fantastic, man, that you were willing to do this. Really.
There's a trailer. Or we could find that van's owner.
By any chance, is that one yours?
Could it fit that boulder? -I don't know. Want to try?
Could anyone transport me with that car?
Would you be willing to do it?
Sven, read what it says on the car. - What?
Going the extra mile for you. - Please, please.
I'll go and get it.
I'll just drive there. - Even better. Why didn't I think of that?
Ruth?
We're going to try to drive towards Planckendael.
Good idea.
I've got to go... go to Oceania. -Over there.
Could you guys take me there?
I'm coming with.
Here should work.
Oceania.
Can't get any further away from Kontich than this. Right?
So great.. - Listen. I can already hear the didgeridoos.
No, that's just my stomach.
Yes, yes, yes. How distant is Planckendael from my home? -Planckendael is...
14.1 kilometers away from your home. -Okay.
But Oceania... -Why Oceania?
Taking the train in Kontich-Kazerne wasn't possible. I realized that right away, you didn't.
But I immediately realized the train won't work, it wouldn't even fit through the doors.
Oceania. -So Oceania.
I thought "Planckendael has different continents, so in my mind it wasn't just Planckendael...
But also Australia! Oceania! -So what you're saying is
We should count Australia as the final destination of your boulder.
I do. I think creativity is a part of all this.
Can we have some sort of overview, Ruth? -We can.
I put all the routes on a map. -You didn't?
Everyone's at the ready in Kontich. -Look at me go! Look at me go!
Olga strands at Duffel station, Sven stops in Planckendael/Oceania.
Frieda in Vilvoorde, Véronique at the Atomium, and Guga just kept going.
Until Sint-Pieters-Woluwe. -And now the world map, please.
Sven, normally I'd ridicule you for such a creative interpretation of my tasks...
But I think I'll make an exception today, because you did put in a lot of effort
To move your blod-- boulder. It's a hard word.
So as far as I am concerned, we're counting Oceania as the final destination.
If we're talking about effort then you'd have to give Olga some points.
Yes, but there was little left of my boulder, my dear Frieda.
So Sven wins this task. What does this mean for the standings?
There's a shift on the scoreboard.
Frieda is barely hanging on at the back... -I'm going to lose my 100.000 Cruzeiros!
Odds are, indeed. -And still in the lead:
The ravishing Véronique De Kock!
Now it's time for our all-deciding final task, Here and now, live in the studio.
Which will at last determine who will be allowed to take home All these valuable objects on our table with prizes.
Voila. Everyone's at the ready, and it looks like nothing has changed.
So it's bound to be a spectacular final task. What's the task, Ruth?
I'll let someone else inform everyone, namely Sven.
"Stand up after exactly 1 minute." -And that's the task.
Exciting! -So difficult! So difficult!
Sven, do you a tactic ready? -Yes.
Which is?
Not allowed? Not allowed? Okay, not allowed.
Hand it over. As well as all your watches. -It didn't say so on the task.
Here you go. -Hand it over!
It seems like- Yes, Véronique, hand over your Rolex as well.
It's not a Rolex. -I can already see Véronique- What are you up to?
Nothing... -You'll be timing it with your biological clock?
Sixty! -We haven't even started yet! Calm down!
We haven't started yet. -I still have to blow my whistle!
But then what's the hard part about the task? -Can Olga keep standing?
But then what's the hard part? -Could Véronique keep standing as well?
Just sit down calmly, the whistle signals the start. -But we already won, I'll have you know.
If you're going to be having a catfight, at the very least take your clothes off.
Okay, 1 minute. Sven, what are you up to?
Sven, look at us. Sven...
Don't count too quickly or too slowly.
Sven, are you able to count to 60? -What's the count?
Frieda. Is a minute just as long when you're your age?
Unfortunately not.
Sven, don't forget to breathe.
You're getting rather red.
They're taking it seriously, aren't they Ruth? -Very Seriously.
A minute can take a long time. -Véronique, why so serious?
This is riveting television. -Why doesn't anyone responds when I ask something?
That's the story of your life, Ruth. - Forty-three...
And Sven's up. So is Olga.
How exciting. Véronique says no.
Frieda's up as well.
We've got people who kept track of all this, and timed it as well. We'll have the results soon.
You could cut the tension with a knife, Ruth. -We've got 1 point to...
Sven de Ridder, with 54 seconds, which is already rather close, actually.
Two points to Olga Leyers, with 55 seconds.
Three points to Guga Baúl, with 1 minute and 4 seconds...
Four points to Véro, with 1 minute and 3 seconds...
And the winner is: Frieda, with 1 minute and 2 seconds!
Congratulations Frieda!
I'm getting my Cruzeiros back.
How did you do it? Just counting? Eh, no.
There's a clock up there.
That's amazing. -And she was still 2 seconds off.
Frieda, you continue to amaze us.
But what does it mean for the final rankings today?
That means...
Bravo! As well can all see, Today's winner is:
Véronique De Kock!
Véronique, you'll be receiving all those prizes in a bit. How will you be heading home? By bike or by scooter?
On the scooter, with the bike on the back. -And I'll take your car.
Voila. -Very good, we've got a deal. Congratulations, Véronique.
But I also have to thank our other contestants:
-Frieda van Wijck! Thanks!
Sven de Ridder!
Olga Leyers!
And Guga Baúl!
That's all for this episode of The Brightest Light.
I'd like to thank you all for watching, and remember; If you're ever visiting the Atomium
Don't forget to bring your boulder. Good night!
English Subtitles by: /u/Sulimonstrum
Series unearthed by /u/Taskmastermaster