13 Commandments (2017–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript

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[music playing through headphones]

[pained grunt]

[rock music plays]

[music quietens]

[music intensifies]

[cell phone ringing]

Hello? Peter Devriendt.

Mozes?



[Simon] Mozes.

This email was sent at 7:06 a.m.

Hopefully only to my inbox.

But I'm afraid Mozes is seeking attention.
I'm sure the press will be next.

This is where it gets interesting.

[quiet ominous music plays]

[Peter] Who are they?

I'm guessing his next victims.

-"See you on Sunday."
-[Simon] Remember the Sabbath Day.

If he means this Sunday,
we've got two days left.

What about her? Isn't she a celebrity?

Tine Dubois.
The Minister of Economic Affairs, right?

Ex-minister. She's an MP now.

-What about the others?
-We've got two days to find out.



-Can't Paulien trace that email?
-It was an anonymous IP address.

"The Third Commandment.
Remember the Sabbath Day, to keep it holy.

Six days you shall labor,

but the seventh day is
a Sabbath for the Lord your God.

On it you shall not do any work,
neither you, nor your son or daughter,

nor your male or female servant,
nor your ox, nor your donkey."

[ominous music plays]

[engine starts]

[engine accelerates]

-Hi, Tine.
-Commissioner Dujardin.

Thank you for coming.

I don't have a lot of time.
What can I do for you?

Take a seat.

I'm afraid you're in danger.

I'm not allowed to reveal much, but
I would recommend arranging protection.

What should I be concerned about?

Do you know these people?

No.

We suspect that these people or you...

are being targeted by a criminal.

What sort of criminal?

[Liesbet] Do you know of anyone
who may resent you?

[Tine] Well...

I'm a politician.

You could fill an arena
with the people who resent me.

But no one in particular?

Nothing concerning the Third Commandment?

Remember the Sabbath Day?

There might be.

Yes, there is someone.

The president of a lobby group
for the self-employed

took legal action last year
against a law I helped pass.

-Which law?
-The Sunday trading law for shops.

-But that law is still in force.
-That's why he doesn't like me.

Doesn't like... That's an understatement.

The letters he sent me
weren't exactly love letters.

They were threats?

Where's your partner?

[Vicky] Having lunch with his ex-partner.

That's me.

[Vicky] The other ex-partner.

Oh, Stephen Hawking.

Because she's so clever.

With her computers.

[Vicky] Where's your partner?

On the phone with his mom.

-What are you doing?
-Looking something up.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Backache.

-Want a massage?
-No, thanks.

-Come on, I did a course--
-Simon, leave me alone.

OK, sorry.

Jesus.

Simon, write this down:
Koen De Rijcke, Zwaluwstraat 4.

-Make a note of it.
-I have, up here. Why?

He was stalking Tine Dubois

because she helped pass
the Sunday trading law.

-The Third Commandment.
-[Liesbet] Will you ask him to come in?

Hmm, yes.

Are you OK?

Yes.

You're so quiet.

I've got nothing to say.

OK.

Liesbet, what was it? Koen De...

Mario Devadder, 36 years old.

He got a suspended sentence
a few months ago for public disorder.

Dumb-ass.

But spraying tear gas at Sunday Mass
isn't very nice.

-How did you find this so quickly?
-Google Image.

Scan, upload, search and there you go.
I found the photo on his Facebook page.

It's 2016, isn't it, Peter?
It's all possible now, wham bam.

Oh, and I've got something else.
Oops, sorry.

I ran his name through our records.

Apparently, Mario was attacked
at his home yesterday.

And you'll never guess what was used.

Tear gas.

Maybe that Mozes has already started.

[Simon] I don't get it.

You own a shoe shop. You're the president
of the association of the self-employed.

Sending threatening letters
to an ex-minister.

[through intercom]
Isn't that a bit childish?

-Huh?
-[Koen] I've already stopped.

Has she filed a complaint?

When did you stop?

Two weeks ago, I think.

So first you shower Mrs. Dubois
with fan mail for weeks.

You even stood in her garden, shouting.

And then you stopped, just like that?

Are you preparing for something else?

Something bigger?

No, sir.

Due to all those laws, that are supposedly
in the public interest,

small business owners
have to work their asses off.

And still, they go bankrupt.

But if Mrs. Dubois hasn't
filed a complaint...

why am I here?

[dog barking]

-Scared?
-Allergies.

[barking continues]

[shouts] Paco, fuck off!

-Yes?
-Good afternoon, Mr. Devadder.

Peter Devriendt and Vicky Degraeve
of the Federal Criminal Police.

-May we come in?
-Is this about the police report?

-Among other things.
-Have they caught him?

No, we're still looking.

You won't find him here, little lady.

-[Vicky] We've got a few questions.
-[barking continues]

[shouts]
Paco, fuck off! Damn it. Be quiet.

[TV show playing]

-Something to drink? Jenever, Duvel...?
-[Peter] Thanks.

We never drink alcohol while working.

-A pilsner then.
-[Peter] Could you turn the volume down?

Then we can talk more easily.

There's not much to talk about.

It happened around 7 p.m.

First they sedated my dog
and then they attacked me.

-[Peter] They?
-Yes, they. He, she?

I don't know.
I only saw a hand and the spray can.

-A man's hand?
-A hand in a glove. A big black glove.

I already said that to the other cops.

Is there anything else that you remember?
Clothes, height, anything...

The smallest details can be important.

[Mario] No.

Think harder, there might be--

I wonder how much you would have seen
with tear gas in your eyes.

Oh, really?

If our information is correct,
you yourself have used tear gas before.

And people recognized you, didn't they?

Do you know any of them?

Never seen them before.

Hang on, I have.

That's that politician that's on TV.

But you don't know her personally?

Me?

Why did you use tear gas...

in a church?

Was it one of them?

Was it one of those bastards
from that church?

I'm just asking you why.

OK.

Pastors and bishops
can get away with anything.

Conning people out of their money,
groping children...

And tear gas in a church
would solve all of that?

Four kids were treated for eye irritation,

two elderly people had breathing
difficulties, one woman in shock...

Dude, what are you even doing here?

Inspector Devriendt
didn't mean it like that.

Oh?

Apologies.

Could we have a look at your driveway?

Maybe he or she left something.

Do you know what, Inspector Morse?
I'll do you a favor.

I'm withdrawing my complaint.
There's nothing to investigate.

Now, bugger off. Out.

[dog barking]

De Rijcke has got an alibi for the fire
as well as the stand-up gig.

We're keeping an eye on him,
but he's not our man.

What about Mario Devadder?

Was Mozes the one
attacking him with tear gas?

Are we really calling him "Mozes?"

-Could be, but I don't think so.
-Devadder withdrew his complaint.

A tear gas attack would be too trivial

after those first two commandments, right?

Everyone can have an off-day.
You should know.

Or it was a diversion. Or a coincidence.

It's too coincidental.

It says, "See you on Sunday."
But why did he send us those other photos?

He knows we'll put them
under surveillance.

Maybe he didn't expect us
to identify them so soon.

Come on, there's a celebrity on the list.

And he gave us two days,
so he wants us to identify them.

Do we know anything
about that third person yet?

We couldn't find him via Google Image.

Via what?

-Google Image.
-Google Image? What's wrong with you?

Paulien said that.

Keep searching. We've got till Sunday.

Good for you that you're keeping
up-to-date, Peter. Cool.

[Chantal through phone]
Maybe you should try it.

I've tried so many times, Chantal.
She doesn't answer my calls either.

And for once, stop worrying so much.
Come on, she's 21 years old.

It's absolutely normal

that she doesn't let you know
where she is every hour of every day.

I get it. You just don't care, as usual.

No, I'm just trying to say

that it's not the end of the world
if she comes home an hour late.

Two hours. And no, it's not the end
of the world for normal adolescents--

[shouts] Our Sara is a normal adolescent,

and normal adolescents
try to find their own way!

-And it's normal to have ups and downs!
-[doorbell rings]

I was hoping I could count on you.

Chantal, I have to go,
someone's at the door.

Listen, call her again

-and you'll see, it will be alright, it--
-[line disconnects]

[doorbell rings]

Blue?

Hey?

Blue?

What's wrong?

Oh, my.

-Don't get mad.
-What is this?

Hey, come with me. Come.

Is your mom home? Hello?

[quiet ominous music plays]

[Peter] What do you think, Blue?

Shall I call an ambulance?

Eh?

Eh?

Shall I call an ambulance...

to ask if they can chop off your hand?

To take you to the loony bin.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Or you, more like.

-No, you.
-You.

-No, you.
-You, you, you.

Or Kelly.

Who's Kelly?

My mom.

Your mom. It's almost ten o'clock.
I'm sure she'll be back soon.

I wouldn't be so sure.

She never comes home on time.

There you go.

There.

Does that feel better?

I'm hungry.

Yeah.

[pigs grunting and squealing]

REVENGE?

HANG THEM - GIL ENGELEN

[grunting and squealing grow louder]

[slow-motion siren]

[sharp inhalations]

[low eerie music plays]

[slow-motion siren]

[gasping]

[slow-motion siren]

[sharp gasp]

[shallow breathing]

[siren]

[grunt of pain]

[heavy breathing]

[moan of pain]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Enjoy your meal.

What is this? It looks like vomit.

Young lady,
could you mind your language, please?

-Enjoy your meal.
-Enjoy your mea-eal-eal-eal.

So?

Yummy vomit.

OK.

[ominous music plays]

Back again, are you?

It will never go away, I guess.

You do realize
it won't make any difference to her?

You can't be sure.

It's my fault she has to sleep alone
for the rest of her life.

You shouldn't think like that.

May I?

-[Blue] I hate reading.
-Yes, me too.

But you'll be glad you can read
when you're older.

Hey, what if your boyfriend
sends you a letter?

I don't have a boyfriend.

No, not yet.

Can you read it to me, please?

No, no. Come on, let's try one more time.

You do a chapter and I'll do one. Go on.

Yes, start. I'll read along.

He goes to Hogwarts...

shool...

-School. Again, again.
-School.

[monitor beeping]

[gentle piano music plays]

[door slams]

[Kelly] Blue?

-Blue? Jesus. What are you doing here?
-Shh.

[whispers] Blue is sleeping.

-Blue?
-Shh.

She's had a little accident.

What did you do to her?
I'm calling the police, freak.

-Whoa, take it easy. I am the police.
-I don't care.

Hang on.

She burnt her hand, I treated her,
I made food for her, I put her to bed.

That's all.

There was pizza in the freezer.

That didn't turn out great.

She's struggling with her reading.

Maybe you should have her tested
for dyslexia.

That's none of your business.

No, you're right. Anyway...

There's still soup in the fridge. Bye.

[gentle piano music continues]

What I can confirm is that the photos

that were sent to your editorial
offices are being taken very seriously.

They contain information
we had not revealed previously.

So there is a link between the mutilation
of Ferhad Peres and Gil Engelen?

It's quite obvious that there is a link.

We received the same email,
exactly 24 hours before you received it.

Except in yours,
three names were added to the photos.

That would have made our job
a little easier.

Are they the next targets?

Tine Dubois MP and Mario Devadder
were questioned yesterday,

and are under police protection now.

The third person, Julien Verhaeghe

is being picked up by our team
as we speak.

I would like to urge you

not to disturb these three individuals
and their families.

Any more questions?

[loud talking]

[low murmuring]

Yes, the media show is on the road.

-He has sent the photos to the press.
-He included the names this time.

[Vicky exhales]

All our hard work for nothing.
Who is number three?

-Simon and Marnix are working on it.
-Right.

-Our man has a message for the world.
-Yes, and we all need to hear it.

Did you make any plans for this morning?

-Yes, of course.
-Then cancel them.

I arranged an appointment
with Jos Schatteman, a theology professor.

He's expecting you at 9:30.

Is that the man that appears
in every talk show?

Yes.

What will Mr. Schatteman tell us
that we can't find on the internet?

You tell me.

-[Liesbet] 9:30.
-OK.

Off we go.

Sorry, I wasn't able to shower
this morning.

[Peter] I didn't notice.

I didn't sleep at home.

-I was at the hospital with my mom.
-Your mom?

Nothing serious I hope?

-Well, actually--
-[cell phone ringing]

Excuse me.

-Don't answer that while you're driving.
-Yeah.

Yes, Chantal. Hang on.

-Yes, go ahead.
-[Chantal] She is still not home.

She didn't come home last night.
And my bike is gone.

-For God's sake.
-[Chantal] I just wanted you to know.

What should I do? Report her missing?

I don't know. Isn't that a bit too soon?

Has she said anything?
Anything out of the ordinary?

We were arguing.
I didn't want to tell you.

Peter, I found pills
in her handbag. Drugs.

You looked in her handbag?

[Chantal] I'm her mother, Peter.
Did you know about this?

No.

But I'll call you back later. I have
an important meeting at half past nine--

Peter, your daughter is missing.

She's got drugs in her handbag,
and you have an important meeting?

Come on, Chantal, keep calm.

You were arguing. She's probably done
a runner. She's not kidnapped or dead.

-I've got an idea where she could be.
-Where?

I'll call you back.

-We have to be there in 15 minutes.
-Yes, this won't take long.

Guido, it's Peter.

Could you go and check the caravan?

[Vicky] The first victim was burnt.

We googled it. Apparently,
that's how heathens were punished.

Really? According to which website?

No idea.

Violation of the First Commandment is
punished by genocide.

Entire towns were eradicated that way.

If we start taking
the Bible literally again...

things would go mad.

Anyway, so...

Your man punished someone
and let him live.

That for sure is not a typical punishment.

-[cell phone ringing]
-Who... Sorry.

I'm being harassed by the press nowadays.
Please, do come in.

But why did he choose this person?

[Vicky]
I think there are two possibilities.

One - Ferhad was an infidel in the eyes
of the culprit, because he was a Muslim.

Or two - he was so religious, he abused
his religion to slit someone's throat.

No, there are 1.5 billion Muslims,
so I would opt for the second theory.

These may be second-rate
biblical punishments...

but one thing is very certain.

Ferhad was only targeted
because of the honor killing.

Not because he was a Muslim.

The culprit isn't necessarily
a very devout fundamentalist.

Although he knows the Bible.

Maybe better than the average churchgoer,

but to consider an honor killing
as a sin against the First Commandment,

no other God before me...

I don't know.

There is
a theological reasoning behind it...

but it's not that self-evident.

Try anyway.

It comes down to the following:

each commandment emanates
from the First Commandment.

That means if you sin against
the Second, Third or Fourth Commandment,

you always sin against the First.

"You shall have no other God before me,"
is the core of all the commandments.

The fact that Esmé was killed by Ferhad,
means he sinned--

Against the Fifth Commandment,
you shall not kill.

[Peter] Isn't that far-fetched?

Yes.

That's why I don't believe
it's a fundamentalist.

A fundamentalist interprets less.

He will take the Bible literally.

So if I've got it right,

he knows the Bible,
but he uses the Ten Commandments

to express his displeasure,
to put it lightly, right?

Something like that.

[suspect through intercom]
This is getting out of hand.

I only mowed my lawn, goddammit.

First, I got sued
and now I'm in the national news.

Five journalists have shown me
these photos already.

I know Tine Dubois from the papers,
and I don't know the other one.

Mr. Vermeulen.

Mr. Verhaeghe, sorry.

We're dealing with a madman.
He has set someone on fire.

He has cut someone's tongue off.

Now this same madman has sent your photo
to all editorial offices in the country.

So, yes.

I would take a close look at the photos.

Since when is mowing the lawn
a sin against the Bible?

-Let's have it. I'm ready for him.
-Alright.

Do you have any idea who may have sent
those photos? Do you have enemies?

My neighbor,
but he's as stupid as they come.

-What's your relationship like?
-We play golf together every week.

What do you think?

-Funny.
-You do know he was right?

Mowing your lawn on Sunday is prohibited.

Sir, my wife and I work all week.

Besides that, the Justice of the Peace
dismissed the case.

Yes, because of a procedural mistake.

I'll tell you one thing.

That wasn't about mowing the lawn.

He was just jealous. I earn a good living.
That makes people green with envy.

No, that's not what I mean.

No problem.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

My partner doesn't allow me
to use my phone in the car anymore.

The law doesn't allow it either.

-Are you not eating?
-No, I don't have lunch.

I would be surprised
if he attacked three victims now.

Up to now that wasn't his modus operandi.

-Can you know that after only two attacks?
-[Peter] Maybe.

But maybe those three names
lead us to one person.

And there is another link.

All three have violated
the Third Commandment,

and all three were taken to court for it.

And cleared of the charges.

What about the judges?

Maybe Mozes isn't after those three,
but after the judges.

They violated the Third Commandment
by clearing them.

-[cell phone ringing]
-Isn't that too far-fetched?

Yes, Peter speaking.

Oh, you've found someone.

No, no neighborhood police.
I'll be right there, OK?

Bye, Guido.

I have to go.

-What are you doing?
-[Peter] Something private.

You don't need me here anyway.
Look into the judges.

Maybe something turns up.

And I'm going to need you once again.

Your partner may become jealous.

No reason to be jealous, partner.

[Liesbet] We're doing everything
to catch the suspect.

I hope so. Then I can sue him.

It may be better
if you didn't talk to the press.

-Just say, "no comment."
-Thanks for the advice.

[reporters] Mr. Verhaeghe?

[Mr. Verhaeghe]
Apparently, there's a madman

who doesn't appreciate
me mowing my lawn on a Sunday.

We don't know who it is,
but I'm not afraid of him.

-[Paulien] I think you're right.
-[Peter] Told you so.

-[Peter] Will you talk to her?
-[Paulien] If she wants to.

[Peter] She wouldn't dare
to say no to you.

[Paulien] To a loser
in a wheelchair, you mean?

[Peter] A loser?

I very much doubt that.

Sara?

Sara, I know you're inside,
mom's bike is here. Come on.

-[Sara] Fuck.
-And I heard you.

-[Sara] Double fuck then.
-Can you cut that out, please?

Come on.

Do you have to sort things out again?

-I'm not going home with you.
-Who says I'm going home?

I just came here to work.
My overall is in here. Come.

I don't feel like talking.

Fine.

I was looking for someone
to be quiet with.

Beer?

[low electronic music plays]

TEAR GAS
JUDGE VERSLUYS

MOWING THE LAWN ON SUNDAY
JUDGE VAN HOUT

SUNDAY CLOSING LAW
JUDGE SERNEELS

[Sara] My life sucks.

Go sit in my wheelchair for a week.
That sucks.

You don't understand me either.

[Paulien] You're mad at your father
because he doesn't give you enough money.

You're mad at your mother because
she doesn't give you enough freedom.

And at your mom's boyfriend
because you're in his shadow.

I wish it was only that.

[Paulien] You want to keep studying,
but you don't know what.

You want to work,
but you can't find a job that you like.

You want money,
but you don't know how to get it.

And you probably want
a hot boyfriend, too.

More sunshine, to lose some weight...

But other than that,
everything's OK, right?

[low piano music plays]

[Simon] You're hungry, I can tell.

So I suggest you and I go out to eat.

Don't get too excited.

I'm only talking about chips.

Not a romantic dinner
and steaming hot sex after.

Or Japanese, if you prefer.

It doesn't have to be fried.
But you have to eat, or else.

If you don't eat, you die.
You know that, don't you?

What are you doing anyway?

The judges are a dead end,
so I was thinking maybe...

the lawyers.

-Fuck.
-What?

[eerie music plays]

SOPHIE VAN DE KERCKHOVE

[cell phone ringing]

[Peter] Right.

I'm afraid I have to go to the office.

Sara asked if I could stay
a little longer. I'll take a cab home.

I think your daughter needs you.

Thanks.

-Get out of here.
-[Peter chuckles] Yeah, yeah.

Sorry, Dad.

Come here, you.

[Sara] I know I've ruined everything.

But I'm not addicted.

I'm just going mad at home,
with Mom and Alex.

Do you want to stay here for a while?

Could I?

If you call your mom
and tell her you're here. Alright?

OK.

Thanks, Dad.

Go on, it's alright.

[low electronic music plays]

[car engine running]

-[Peter] Is that her car?
-[Vicky] Yes.

-Only car?
-Yes.

Nothing.

Fuck, this doesn't add up.

I'm afraid you're right,
but it's too late now -

tomorrow is Sunday.

I'm going back to the office.
Something may come in.

-The whole night?
-I can't sleep now anyway.

[eerie music plays]

[shallow breathing]

[gasps]

[gasps]

[gasps]

[choking]

[shallow breathing]

[frightened moaning]

[sobbing]

[door closes]

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