Baantjer (1995–2006): Season 1, Episode 2 - De Cock en de moord op het bureau - full transcript

Stop! No no no no.

Do you have shit in your ears? I said not too fast.

Slowly..

Get lost!

Once. God damn it, I'm going to kill that boy sometime.

Sorry.

What?

De Cock

Two stab wounds in the side,
two in the back, one in the chest.

Probably a carving knife.

At most 24 hours ago.



Didn't sleep well, doctor?

This is my second body this morning.

Another one is waiting on Keizersgracht.

It's not even a full moon.

Just take it easy.

Yes, they don't run away anymore.

That ambulance could take a while, so I'm
having the body moved. Bit out of sight.

Beautiful woman.

Gentlemen.

I have a problem.

Me too, ma'am, me too.

Vicky Kamp

De Cock with C, O, C, K.

Mr De Cock, how long will it take here, do you think?



Well, we're still at it for a while.

Can I help you with anything?

Well, this is my first major directing assignment, I
absolutely have to meet my deadline, you understand.

Yes.

Now I'm with a crew that doesn't know how or what,
everyone comes to me with questions, you know.

Look, Mrs. Spielberg, we're
doing an investigation here.

Me, a commercial.

Yes, if we get fucked up about
that, none of us will get any further.

You knew the victim?

Irma? Yes, I had to deal with her.

She ran this commercial, you see.

You are not very upset?

Man, I'm shaking on my legs!

Everyone here is upset.

Oh, Frits.

Jesus

Don't look, honey.

Who does such a thing?

I wonder that every day.

De Cock with C, O, C, K.

Frits Romijn.

Van Romijn, de Jong and partners.

Fledder.

I'm sorry I'm only here now, I was in Paris on business.

My wife just picked me up from Schiphol.

Yes, the office called this morning, told them what happened.

Frits, will you still be here later? Then I go to the customer.

Okay.

So you were in Paris last night?

Yes, at the Ritz Hotel.

The merger talks ran late.

We are in talks with...

with a French advertising agency, we want to open a branch there.

It was the intention that Irma would become director there. Damn.

Mrs. Gorter would become director of the Paris branch?

Isn't that a heavy post for such a young woman?

Irma was good.

Hard worker.

Oh, so it wasn't a coincidence that she was in the studio late at night?

Or at the office. This studio is not ours.

We rented it for a few months.

And she could go in day and night?

We have keys, yes.

Who?

Me.

Irma.

Hermien, the production manager, and people from Cineservice itself of course.

Cineservice?

The facility company from which we rent the studio.

You find it rather interesting, I think.

She was always such a

energetic

lively woman.

You knew Irma Gorter?

Nobody knew Irma Gorter.

We worked together.

Just yesterday.

And today?

Dead

A shell.

It's fascinating.

Does death fascinate you?

Yes, death, life.

The borderline between death and life.

Ron Schotsman, I'm the illuminator here.

Detective Fledder.

For someone with such a practical profession, you are quite philosophical.

Ah, philosophical. I like light and I like dark.

What were you doing last night?

With the light or with the dark?

Yesterday evening...

Last night I was at home with my wife and my daughter.

That production will be finished...

I'm sorry, I believe it was Vicky? Mr De Cock
would like to have a word with my husband. Frits?

It's nice stuff.

We would like to speak to a few more people from your company. Could that be this afternoon?

Tell me who.

I have sixty men walking around there.

At least those people who spoke to Irma in the last 24 hours.

Oh good, then you don't have to be there.

Hold on, honey. Mr De Cock.

I understand, of course, that such an investigation is necessary.

But could I ask you to keep it a bit ....

low key. I mean, we have a good reputation to uphold.

You will not notice that we are there.

Shall we go then?

Can we go to that auction for a while?

Or did you still need Frits?

Not directly.

No, I think I'd rather stick with it for a while, honey.

But you promised.

There is such a beautiful Louis XV table and...

You go then.

Yes, but we would go together.

I was so looking forward to it.

Liz!

That's just the way it is.

Have you spoken to anyone else?

An illuminator from Cineservice.

A crazy guy.

Get him checked.

About thirty people work on such a Ster commercial, did you know that?

No.

And the two of us can clean up the shit.

I'm not happy about it either.

Irma?

Father died when she was three.

Mother died in a car accident.

And then only a cousin.

In an institution for the mentally handicapped.

No relationship?

One of those girls in the studio was talking about woppers.

Woppers?

Sex, breakfast, leave.

Not a permanent friend anyway.

Oh well, that's going to be a quiet funeral.

The colleagues will come.

Yes, if they don't have to meet a deadline.

Kees.

About those razor blades.

We take some teenagers who have shaved for the first time.

Mafia suit.

Brilliantine in the hair.

And below that one line.

Smooth guys.

What do you think of that?

That's not bad.

Sorry. Come in, De Cock.

And before you talk to my associates...

Yes.

Please sit down.

This is a bit painful for me.

What do you think would happen if your wife found out that you were cheating?

Mister Romijn, it may surprise you, but I've never thought about that.

Are you trying to tell us you peed next to the pot?

I had a relationship with Irma Gorter.

A month or two.

A few weeks ago I ended it.

The relationship.

Why?

I am happily married, Mr De Cock, I didn't
want to jeopardize my marriage any longer.

Is that why you wanted to send Irma to Paris?

That was one of the reasons, yes.

But she was also the only right person.

So that worked out well.

What did Irma think of that?

She thought Paris was fantastic and she also
saw that things couldn't go on between us.

Did your employees know about this relationship?

They should not.

My partner, Lex de Jong, knew.

Is he here?

He is in Limburg at DSM.

New customer of ours.

We would like to speak to him as soon as possible.

I'll try to reach him on his car phone.

Thanks.

Mr De Cock.

My wife?

Can I count on you?

If it has nothing to do with this
case I don't know why I should tell her

Thank you.

Now that's a whopper.

It is half past three.

I know.

If they hurry, we'll make it to that auction.

Dennis Knegjens

Mr De Cock?

You won't mind if we go now, will you, Mr De Cock?

As long as you make sure that you remain accessible.

OK, let's go then.

Here. You just need to dial this number.

Yes, you want to know if I have an alibi?

Had dinner at the Chinese last night.

A friend, the waiter and the owner can confirm that.

With name and surname.

So, so.

Busy fellow.

Yes, you would have made things difficult otherwise.

Two weeks in jail for scam

And if you then hear that I could kill that Irma, yes eh

Then I quickly become suspect numero uno.

Well, not me.

Learned my lesson, don't have to go to jail again.

What did you have against Irma?

She ratted me out once when I took
some things home that were no longer used.

Yes, that was the bitch,
lick her way up, kick those below.

Oh, and take that first one literally.

Because that's how she also hooked the boss, Frits Romijn.

How did you know?

Well, look.

As a concierge you learn a lot, Mr De Cock.

You couldn't keep that tidbit with Hermien a secret either.

No.

Not for me.

Hermien?

Hermien Brandjes.

Irma stole the big boss from her.

So.

Mrs. Brandjes is sitting in the hallway.

Yes.

She could kill Irma. And she was right.

Oh yeah?

Well, look.

When someone treats you like garbage

Seduces your expensive boyfriend.

And then also steals a top job in Paris from you. Yes, you will.

No, that Irma, that was a first class bitch, you know.

In that respect, I can understand why she came to her end like this.

Well, then you understand more than I do, Mr. Knegjens.

When was the last time you saw Irma?

Eh, let's see, that must have been late yesterday afternoon, had to bring her a cup of coffee and....

then the fax buzzed, she had to leave immediately.

What was in that fax?

Yeah, hello, you don't think she's telling me that, do you.

It was urgent, because she immediately canceled a dinner appointment.

That she had to go to the studio.

Did she say why?

Well no, maybe Hermien knows that.

Yes, she said that eh

Irma had called her from the studio to ask if she could come by.

Hi.

I'm looking for two police detectives.

Yes, they are there.

Thank you.

Hermien Brandjes?

Your turn.

What is it?

We have the murder weapon.

This is my pocket knife.

Yes.

You left your leather jacket.

You're getting forgetful, old man.

Where's my jacket?

Forgot.

We've turned the whole studio
inside out, but no murder weapon.

Forensics thinks the body was moved.

They found some traces of blood
in some sort of storage near the set.

Give Prins a call for me and ask her to check these alibis.

Dennis Knegjens, porter.

Frits Romijn.

All right, I'll pass it on. Anything else?

No, stay close, I need you later for a job.

Okay.

I'm having fun here.

Keizer.

Don't look immediately. No.

But behind you is someone.

She is really for you, boy.

100 percent.

Thanks for the tip.

Go get her, tiger.

Mrs Brandjes.

No, I didn't get along with her.

But I've never made a secret of that.

Yes, I, I tried just to stay away from her as much as possible.

Yet last night you went to the studio to see her.

Yes, that's my job.

I got a call at home that I had to show up for madam, so

then you must go.

You didn't talk to her yourself?

No, I got a call from a guy from Cineservice.

That she wanted to speak to me. That I needed to
come with the recording schedules as quickly as possible.

Would you have liked to talk to her about it?

No. I wouldn't know what.

Frits Romijn perhaps?

I consider that a closed chapter.

But in the next chapter, Irma went to Paris and not you.

Yes.

Smart girl.

Putting it mildly.

Did you not feel...

Feelings of revenge?

Bitterness?

Yes of course.

But that doesn't mean I killed her.

Mister De Cock, I hated that woman.

Really.

But I will not mourn her death.

And I wouldn't wish on anyone what happened to her.

What exactly did you discuss yesterday?

Nothing.

She wasn't there.

She wasn't there?

No.

There was a light on, but she wasn't there.

This morning she was there though.

That may be so, but when I came there was no one there.

I put those recording schedules on the table and I left.

That's a strange situation, isn't it?

You are called to come and when you are there, she is not.

Yes.

Irma often let people come for nothing.

Did you speak or see anything further last night, your friend?

I live alone.

You're not making it any easier for yourself, Ms. Brandjes.

You don't know who called you, you don't have an alibi.

And I have a motive.

I think I have a problem, Mr De Cock?

You sure have.

Then I'm going to call a lawyer.

And I'll have to call the examining magistrate for a search warrant.

I'll have to arrest you, Mrs Brandjes.

On suspicion of murder.

Dennis Knegjens' alibi is in order.

That of the manager in Paris
took a little longer, but

I expect a fax from
the Ritz Hotel at any moment.

Inspector De Cock?

Detective De Cock, with C, O, C, K.

Lex de Jong van Romijn, de Jong and Partners.

Long awaited and yet arrived.

Yes, the bridge was open, you know that.

Where were you last night?

I was preparing the Sail cup
last night with some friends.

In two months we will be holding a major sailing competition on the IJsselmeer for our accounts.

They love that.

Do you do water sports?

We don't have that much free time here.

What did you think of Irma Gorter?

Fine girl.

Hard working, intelligent,
knew exactly what she wanted.

Not because it's you, mister de Jong, but I'm more interested in the unexpurgated version.

Irma was a smart cookie.

An excellent worker, but an absolute power-hungry one.

She fucked her way to the top.

Up to management level?

I did indeed commit myself to her once, to put it that way.

But that only happened once.

Didn't Irma want more?

Yes.

But not me.

In addition, interests between management and staff should not become too entangled, don't you think?

So you don't like a relationship between a director and a subordinate?

Did you know about Irma and your partner?

I wasn't too happy about that.

Was actually the reason why I wanted Irma in Paris.

Hit Frits hard, those two were quite close.

They were still in a relationship?

Yes, you knew that right?

He told me this morning that he had broken off.

Did he say that? Well, then it is so.

Why would he have lied to me, do you think?

I think you should ask him that yourself.

Do you know his wife?

Very good, Lizet used to be my secretary.

Did she know about that?

No, she thought Frits still had a thing for Hermien.

Well, at a party recently she suddenly pointed
to Hermien and asked if that was Frits' mistress.

And what did you answer?

No.

And I didn't have to lie, because that
relationship was already over by then.

But that concierge had drunk too much again and cried: not anymore.

something like that.

Dennis Knegjens?

I calmed it down a bit.

I don't think Lizet took it seriously.

Would you like to know more, Inspector?
Otherwise I'll go, I still have a lot to do.

No, thank you.

Good.

If you have any other questions?

Enjoyed being at the police station for a while.

Good location, by the way.

Dik called to see if I wanted to check another alibi.

A moment. Keizer?

Have you found anything at Hermien Brandjes?

No, we checked everything, the car, the apartment, nothing.

Ah, you're the one I need.

We are going to call Frits Romijn in.

First Ron Schotsman.

He was filming the bloodstains in the studio, so I just brought him with me.

His alibi.

Doesn't make sense.

He wasn't with his wife and daughter?

No, he's not married, never was.

And doesn't live together.

That child probably has yet to be born.

Bingo!

And he has been in jail.

Oh yeah?

Yes

Six months TBS, after an arson attack.

Might be useful if we go talk to him.

Could you also check the alibi of this advertising gentleman.

Don't worry, Schotsman.

I called your wife that you'll be late tonight.

I'm not crazy.

Anyway, you have been.

And I think you still suffer from short circuit.

I am perfectly healthy.

Sure.

Every healthy Dutch person films
murder locations with his home video.

Have a great chance at "The funniest at home".

Surely I can decide what I do?

You can't hurt me.

I'm afraid I have to correct you somewhat, friend.

A false alibi, that's something we take quite seriously.

Your next story will have to be a lot better if you want to get out of here unscathed.

I was home alone yesterday,
that seemed awkward

to me, so I made
something up. Yes sorry.

Sorry?

Mr Schotsman.

Just like in your profession, we try to shed light on a case from all sides.

Hopefully you can help us with that.

I'll try my best.

Have you ever had contact with Irma Gorter?

Sometimes.

What did you think of her?

Well, interesting woman. She had charisma, you don't see that very often.

Did you see her yesterday?

In the morning, in the afternoon she was gone.

Why were you filming that place?

Yes.

That's a hobby of mine.

Yeah, yeah, we're not getting anywhere like this.

Will you go take a closer look at his house?

No, no, you can't, you can't.

Listen buddy, with that false alibi of
yours, we've got a search warrant in no time.

That is not a problem at all.

So, you can spend the night here. Then I'll water your plants.

I want a lawyer, I'm entitled to that.

At this time?

You'll have to wait until tomorrow.

Sorry.

Strange woman.

The fingerprints on the body have been examined.

There is a known one.

Hermine Brandjes.

Found on the leather skirt.

And not just one either.

She was lying on the floor in that little office in the studio.

I thought she had passed out.
That's why I turned her over and

only then did I find out she was dead.

I just panicked and ran away.

But how does she end up
behind those panels in the studio?

I don't know, I really don't know.

Why didn't you tell us that the first time?

And you want me to believe you?

You have to believe me, I didn't do it!

Someone is trying to frame me.

Why do you think that?

Don't you find it strange that Irma didn't call my client herself?

Assuming that she did call.

And the moment she arrives, she finds a body.

I know it doesn't look good.

The pretense and the evidence, your fingerprints.

I had to be in the studio last night when
Irma was killed. That was the whole point.

Whose?

I don't know, it could be anyone from the office.

Hermine.

Who's everyone from the office?

Oh everyone, you don't know that company, Mr. De Cock.

Hermien.

Just when you trust them, they kick you down.

The stakes are high there.

Everyone has to climb, everyone wants higher and higher.

Not you, Ms. Brandjes?

Mr De Cock.

I had to be here at half past eight, it is now nine o'clock...

Well, it's Saturday, Mr. Romijn.

What is Saturday, I am not a civil servant.

I work more than sixty hours a week.

Ask what you want to know, then I can continue.

I don't like it when people lie to me.

I just wanted to let you know.

What do you mean?

You still had a relationship with Irma Gorter!

So what?

Do you immediately think that's why I did it? I have an alibi, don't forget that.

Don't worry, we won't forget that.

Your alibi will be checked.

Hasn't that happened yet?

You are also quite late with that.

Thank you, Mr. Romijn.

I'll move on, I think you'll find the way out.

Did I wait half an hour for this?

Good morning.

Morning.

Morning.

Does Ajax play?

You're not going to believe this.

But I have a video tape here of Irma being killed.

And that on an empty stomach.

I always have trouble with SM

But that's not Irma, is it?

Coming soon.

What are you doing?

Jesus.

Stop.

Stop for a moment, please.

You have to pay attention.

I found two more of these homemade videos.

Not bad for an amateur.

Not bad.

Excuse me, I think it's sick.

It's good work, Dik.

You are now taking on Schotsman.

Buitendam wants to talk to you for a second.

First have a chat with Hermine.

We spent almost a day on that scene, but

I never heard Irma complain.

She would do it again.

Well, that gets a little difficult.

You know you don't have to answer if your lawyer isn't there.

But is this the voice of the man who called you?

I wish I could say it was him.

I don't know.

I mean.

A voice like that sounds so different through the phone.

It could have been him,
it couldn't have been him.

I just do not know.

But I did get a call.

Yes, but no one can confirm that.

Thank you.

Take Mrs. Brandjes back to the cell.

You can see it's fake.

I think it all looks very realistic.

This can't match reality,
you should know that.

You face the most horrific images every day.

Yes, Schotsman.

I'm lucky.

It all seems very much as if you wanted to do it again after the recordings.

Nonsense!

It is pure coincidence that Irma was actually murdered after this.

And that other lady?

From that SM scene?

I can give you the phone number.

Here, call her.

She can tell you how far we want to go with these kinds of things.

We?

Who are we?

The members of the AHS, the Amsterdam Horror Society.

The AHS.

Boy, how do you make it up.

Well, in your case I can understand that.

What does the AHS do?

Organizing festivals, fairs, that kind of work.

I can arrange an invitation for you to such a festival.

Prizes will also be awarded for best film, best director.

Irma was nominated, by the way.

Ah.

Like best dead body?

No, not yet Lowietje.

Just two coffees first.

What do you have now?

It's Schotsman.

But why do you think that?

It's clip and clear.

Filming. Irma living her role. Schotsman
who wants it all as realistic as possible.

Then he ends up with a corpse.

Yes.

Why didn't we find a video of that?

What are you thinking about then?

I think of that fax Irma received in the afternoon.

And what was in it.

Pok.

Frits Romijn?

How's his alibi?

Still waiting for word from that wacky Ritz Hotel.

De Cock, that was the watch commander.

According to Buitendam you would be sitting here.

Well, Buitendam cannot know that at all.

Enjoy your coffee.

Wait a second.

He's been waiting for you for an hour.

He couldn't have known that at all.

No?

No.

Dik, you are now going after that alibi of Romijn.

Can the boy drink his coffee?

And you?

I have to go somewhere.

Mr Knegjens.

Did something happen?

I just wanted to ask you a few more questions.

What did you want to ask then?

About that Hermien Brandjes.

Yes.

I was wondering, how did you know she'd been called from the studio?

Everyone knew that.

No, nobody knew that.

Is that television?

Now that's a widescreen.

Isn't something like that terribly expensive?

Are you doing anything else outside of your concierge job?

I think I suddenly don't feel like letting
you snoop around here, Inspector.

Yes, but I'm not here for fun.

I think it's better that you go.

I find that annoying now.

Do I have to go back first to get a search warrent

and all the way back here.

And meanwhile you are waiting at home.

Let's just be sensible.

And deal with it right away.

Save us both a lot of trouble,

time,

and nerves.

May I introduce you, Linda Broersveld.

She'd rather not sign
autographs, she said.

What kind of retarded bunch are you?

Did you think I was in those movies to
get me killed? Not me.

But have you never had the feeling that Schotsman would like to do it once n reality?

Instead of all the fake ones.

That guy wouldn't hurt a fly.

He's crazy, but we all are at the club.

The AHS.

This one is still alive.

Fortunately.

De Cock, with C, O, C, K.

Linda Broersveld.

All right, what do we do with Schotsman?

Let him go.

Prince, will you arrange that?

And take her with you.

Okay, one less suspect.

But another one is coming.

Fax from the Ritz Hotel.

Mr Romijn had indeed booked a room.

Checked in at 1pm but
checked out again at 5.15pm.

De Cock!

Buitendam is about to explode, I would just report if I were you.

No time.

To lose, Commissioner. I was just about to
come to you. You are always ahead of me.

You deal with the murder or Irma Gorter and you have interrogated a number of people for this,

Including Frits Romijn, director of I J and J

You are well informed.

You treated him rather inappropriately this morning.

He had to wait half an hour.

And why that, De Cock?

Because I was half an hour late.

Frits is a respected member of our Rotary club.

Doubtless.

That's not how you treat people, De Cock.

Especially if they aren't suspects.

Isn't he a suspect?

He has an alibi and you know it very
well. He was in Paris at the Ritz Hotel.

But according to this fax from the hotel, on the night of the murder, he checked out around 5:00 PM.

Should I arrest him right away?

Get out!

Prins.

Can you arrange a search warrant for Frits Romijn?

Yes.

Keizer.

Yes.

You pick him up at work and take him home.

And you.

You go with me.

won?

Lost, 6-2, 6-0. I'm hopeless.

Can I do something for you?

We had a few more questions for you and your husband.

He's at work.

Cup of tea?

You look a little tired, ma'am.

Yes.

Slept badly.

What a situation.

What is going on?

Inspector De Cock wants to talk to you for a while.

He is waiting for you at home.

What the hell?

Can't he come here?

I don't think he wants to give the business a bad name.

Will you come along?

Did you get that Louis XV table yet?

Frits has been bidding like crazy.

He had to to give me that table.

I don't think he even paid catalog value.

Then he will do a lot for you.

Yes, typical Frits.

Have you noticed anything about your husband in the past week?

Before he went to Paris, I mean.

Was he tense?

Well, he has his business.

And business comes before everthing else.

Then you won't see him much?

No.

But I have my own things.

The bridge club, the Rotary, not to mention this house.

You live here very nicely.

It's crazy.

Could I have a look around?

Of course.

Yes, my parents and
two brothers used to live

in a flat even smaller
than this terrace.

And now the two of us in such a large house.

Yes.

Yes, children belong in such a house, don't you think?

We are working with adoption agencies.

Well, I'm working on it.

Frits doesn't want to know anything about it.

I'm sorry.

Yes, he doesn't miss them, he has his job.

But we'll get there.

I heard from Frits that Hermine is in prison.

That's right.

I'm glad I'm not in advertising anymore.

Stress and pushers.

Do you never go to the office anymore?

No, practically never.

All my old colleagues have also left, so...

And Dennis Knegjens?

Knegjens?

The janitor?

Yes, I see him every now and then, he sometimes does odd jobs for Frits.

For thirty thousand guilders?

You are well informed.

Well, he's done quite a bit.

Bathroom re-tiled, new dormer window put in.

Thirty thousand guilders is a lot of money.

Mister De Cock, I'm swiming in money.

Another cup of tea?

Thank you.

Frits?

What are you early?

What is this supposed to mean, Inspector?

Have you not spoken to Commissioner Buitendam?

Sure.

But he wasn't too happy
about you providing a false alibi.

False alibi?

The Ritz Hotel reported that you checked
out more than five hours before the murder.

So we may conclude that you

with the help of all modern means of transport had had plenty of time to

to commit the murder.

Then I would, goddamn it, have come all the way from

Paris to kill Irma.

And then back again to land at Schiphol that same morning.

Act normal, that's completely ridiculous.

Where were you that night?

I stayed overnight with an acquaintance.

What kind of acquaintance?

Just a good business associate of mine.

Just such a relationship as Irma Gorter?

Don't you think you're going a little too far?

Because my husband happened not to have slept in his hotel
room, you immediately suspect him of the murder of Irma.

Your husband had a relationship with Irma Gorter.

Frits?

That is ridiculous.

Mrs. Romijn.

You're not going to tell me that you never noticed anything, are you?

What is he doing here?

There's a fax there.

And?

Come and have a look.

Come along for a bit.

I'm going to make a phone call with your boss first.

That is not necessary.

Your good friend Buitendam has already written to you.

Search warrant.

Do you use this fax?

Occasionally.

According to this list, on the afternoon before the murder of Irma Gorter

a fax was sent to her.

I called Lizet that I wouldn't be coming from Paris until the next day.

And I asked her if she wanted to let the firm know.

Do you still have that fax?

No, I printed it out and threw it away.

It wasn't important.

On this computer?

Yes.

Keizer.

Let's take a look at the backup files.

Backup files?

Don't you know that?

Can I have a moment?

If you delete something on this computer, there are a few tricks to get it back.

Look, do you do this first

And then like that.

And then you're in the backup files and I think that especially

this one is interesting.

Dear Irma,

I'm done this afternoon, go right back.

Tonight at 21.30 in the Cineservice studio?

Please come? Have good news for you about our new branch in Paris. I want you.

Lots of love.

Your Frits.

The date?

The day before yesterday.

Afternoon before the murder.

How is that possible?

Lizi, have you?

My God, Lizi!

Did you?

Irma was different, Frits.

You were different.

Did you know?

What?

About Bernadette?

Joke?

Tina?

Hermine?

Irma?

I do not understand...

Irma wanted more and I was loosing you.

Lizi.

She destroyed you, Frits.

Why didn't you break up with her when Lex asked?

You did this behind Lex's back, you never did.

That bitch had you completely under her control.

But murder?

Lizi, you are crazy!

I love you, motherfucker!

I'm, damn it, the only one who loves you.

Keizer.

That ad agency cleaning lady.

Has that turned into something?

No, of course not, why?

No, just because.

Oh great, we missed that today.

I really never for a moment thought that
Lizette had anything to do with that murder.

No me neither.

Until I was with Lowietje.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that this Knegjens had lied.

He had told me

that Hermine had been in the studio.

But he couldn't have known that at all.

For Hermine was just fearfully hiding the fact that she had found a corpse.

damn.

And when I confronted Knegjens about that, he confessed.

It turned out that after that infamous party he

passed on all kinds of information to Lizette about her husband's adventures.

And that Frits

even after the quarrel with Lex kept going with Irma.

So Lizette sent the fax and Irma

thought Frits would come to the studio.

Frits, is that you?

Frits?

Lizette?

What are you doing here?

Frits, is that you?

Frits is in Paris, isn't he?

Maybe he came back earlier?

And what would he be looking for here?

No idea.

you maybe?

Yes.

Who knows.

That would be the last.

Oh yeah?

I thought so, yes.

Darling.

You won't get your husband back with these kind of empty threats.

That housewife marriage is beyond
saving, you know that as well as I do.

He, shut up.

You don't know anything about that.

Say, can't you hold back a little.

It's so embarrassing.

Dirty bitch!

Go ahead!

And that has to go to the Rotary?

No wonder he wants to divorce you.

Divorce?

He doesn't want a divorce at all.

Just kid yourself.

But don't bother the others.

What good is such a man to you?

You're bad in bed.

And you can't have children.

Excuse me, but what a
bitch of a person, that Irma!

But who was that man who called Hermine from the studio?

Oh, that call came from a Chinese restaurant.

Dennis Knegjens was eating there with a friend.

So Knegjens had an alibi?

Yes, and thirty ruggen.

And Lizette could put the blame on that rival.

So that Lizette was also such a dirty bitch.

Well, she couldn't bear that her
husband kept cheating, I understand that.

Yes.

Murder is still murder.