Force (2014–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Goochelen - full transcript
Willem, Theo. You will be partners.
You're on the cannabis team.
-Me, there?
-We don't need a cowboy.
That is our shooter.
Yes, but we can't use that in court.
Don't intimidate people.
If you want protection, let us know.
Bye, Hans.
They are trying to spook me.
-Two grand.
-The deal was 10 grand, man.
Put it away,
and you and your wife will be safe.
-Put pressure on the bastard.
-How?
What's in it?
Children's shoes.
I'm the one who knows where that is.
You're never there.
I already live alone.
-I'm Tessa.
-Emiel.
Where are you? Shall I pick you up?
-We want protection.
-Protection?
He has information about a shipment.
Only if we're safe.
What do you think?
Is it coming or going?
If Blok can make a case,
it will be huge.
Where is Mr. Verolme?
-He was with you.
-I thought the same.
-He has to be here.
-Ah, shit.
A GREATER CAUSE
Hey, sweetie. Hey, little girl.
Congratulations!
A beautiful name
for a beautiful child.
Joy. Her name is Joy.
-He was a brand-new dad.
-This happy?
Anything I can do?
Of course.
Guys, how do you like your coffee?
Make it two black
and two milk and sugar.
Just kidding, Theo.
Come on guys. Let's go.
Do you want to tell Donna?
-Find anything in his pockets?
-Nothing special.
Shall I do the talking?
-No, I'll do it.
-Ever done it before?
Where is Hans?
Donna?
-We have bad news.
-Hans is dead.
We just found him,
but have no more details.
That boy is crazy.
He never does what he says.
Bring him and I'll tell him.
I warned him. Fuck that.
Do you know what Hans
wanted to tell us?
If you know, you have to tell us.
She's asleep.
Donna, please.
Theo, give her a moment.
Do you think he jumped?
Possibly.
He was pretty neurotic, so...
And he was under a lot of pressure.
You mean, the baby?
Among other things.
Marcel.
I need guards here
for the wife of Hans Verolme.
To wind up our part in this case.
Our part in the case?
Will you see her?
-Suicide, you think?
-Yeah, he jumped.
Sure. Jumped, pushed...
What the hell do we care?
There are no traces of violence.
Maybe he knew the guy.
Or he was stoned and jumped.
I reserved a gift for my daughter.
I haven't had a chance to pick it up.
Let me call you back.
You guys betrayed him.
I want to see my Hans.
Donna, come here.
He came to make a statement.
Did he say anything?
No, his wife went into labor.
We nearly had him.
Riveting story, but go.
Marcel is coming.
What do you remember?
What is the last thing Hans said?
He went away with the doctor.
With which doctor?
I don't know.
I don't know. I was...
-Hi.
-Hello sweetie.
Congratulations.
Happy birthday, happy birthday,
happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday on your day.
Hip-hip hooray. Hip-hip hooray.
Sweetie, 16. Wow!
I got held up,
but I will help you tonight.
Sorry you didn't hear from me earlier.
Who cares?
Try next year.
I'll be home before dinner.
We'll shop, decorate the lounge...
Okay, sweetie.
Tonight, I'm staying home.
-I'll see what I'll do.
-You're not throwing a party?
Sweetie, I have to work.
I have to take care of some people...
Bye.
-How was it?
-Couldn't be better.
-It's this room.
-Fine.
Donna said Hans left with a doctor.
We would have seen that.
Through the back or something.
What doctor would do that?
Come with me.
-No one can come in here?
-Not without a pass.
-Who gets passes?
-People who work here.
Can you see who came in last night?
On the computer.
Dr. van der Stee?
But he's not answering.
According to the system,
he had the night shift last night,
so he's sleeping now.
Wake him up.
It's not like that.
Once they are asleep, no one...
We'll do it. What room is he in?
Dr. van der Stee?
Dr. van der Stee?
What's the matter?
We look for Dr. van der Stee.
That's me.
Did you see Mrs. Verolme last night?
Sorry, who?
I have to work soon.
-Detective Kamp, Homicide.
-Cannabis team.
Detective Niessen.
Where is your pass, your badge?
I lost it last night.
I'm now using a visitor's pass.
I lost it around dinnertime.
-Somebody died.
-One of my patients?
Not a patient.
When did you last use your pass?
I thought one of my colleagues had it.
-There are cameras here, right?
-Correct.
There.
-Can you rewind it?
-Sure.
-Can you see when he used the pass?
-Yes.
At 12:30 a.m.
Hey, and now.
Two minutes ago, someone checked in
with that pass to the...
maternity ward.
Go.
-Does it work?
-Yes, of course.
-Did anyone go in?
-No.
From now on, no one goes in there.
-The pass was used at the ICU.
-What?
Stop. Police!
L-F-T-P...
Yes, dear. That's fine.
Do that. That's fine.
I don't know.
It could be a late night.
I'll just heat it up. All right.
Bye-bye. Enjoy.
What the fuck are you doing?
Hans, who was pushed off the roof...
-He was about to talk, but...
-Wait, that guy was full of...
-Theo and I... Hans came to me.
-That's right. He...
Stop right now.
I don't give a shit who did what.
Willem, you will write
a thorough report
and give it to Erik-Jan.
The rest, you keep quiet.
-You are on the cannabis team.
-Go there right now.
-Marcel, come on...
-You are his subordinate.
-Finally, someone...
-And please act like a leader.
Theo, coming?
I'll talk to you in a bit.
Shouldn't you sleep?
Nice work people.
How difficult can it be
to find the owner
of a '95 Jeep Cherokee?
I'm going home.
My daughter has a...
-See you tomorrow.
-Bye. See you tomorrow.
Wanna go for a drink or something?
No, I have a date.
How nice of you to ask, Theo,
but I have a date.
Another time, maybe?
Bye, see you tomorrow.
No, just wait man. There's cops.
They saw the cart you gave me.
It's over.
-I'm out of here.
-No, wait.
-You got one, right?
-Only one more left.
We'll double the price.
Hello?
Then get those cops off my back.
We will. Don't worry.
Hey, Mr. Niessen.
Thank you, young man.
Don't get me in trouble.
Of course not.
How are you?
-Fine.
-And you?
-Well...
How is the cannabis team?
Awesome.
-Has it been busy here?
-No, nobody can go in.
What if I wanna go in?
Then call Marcel.
Tess, what is this?
Tessa!
Who did this?
What is this?
What are you doing?
I miss my mommy.
My dear girl.
-Congratulations.
-Come. Come.
Hay month, four letters.
July.
Greek god?
Zeus. Have a nice evening.
-It should have an "e."
-It has one.
Good god! I'll take that.
Detective Kamp. Still here?
Dr. van der Stee, isn't it?
-Call me Hannelore.
-Call me Theo.
-Why is Theo here?
-I have no idea.
-Did things get solved?
-Not really.
I think I could use a drink.
Wait a second.
Can we stop this?
For you another Sambuca, right?
-Order two.
-I've had enough.
It isn't for you.
Two more.
-Any juicy stories?
-Juicy stories?
You're with the police.
Last month I took a bullet
out of a man's ass.
That wasn't me.
I never shoot in the ass.
You're funny. Any girlfriend?
-No.
-Married?
No.
Do you want children?
That's not going to happen tonight.
Be right back.
Drinking all alone?
-Who is she?
-Hannelore, from the hospital.
Nice, go for it.
She's your type: caring...
Have you seen her drink?
I don't know who you're here with...
but I had a great time last night.
I just wanted to say that.
Enjoy your evening.
Who's that?
-That's Maartje.
-Your ex?
No, not yet.
I'm so done with you.
Good evening.
-Good evening.
-Mick Faassen.
I've come for Gaby.
Yes, of course.
Kids...
Gaby.
Have everything?
Birthday party.
-Enjoy the rest of the party.
-Yes.
Perhaps it is a little
too lively...
-I was hoping you'd be here.
-Why?
-I've decided to end it.
-No more fun?
-No. Maybe it's better that way.
-Yes?
-Isn't it?
-I guess.
It was a difficult decision...
It was fun while it lasted.
I'll announce it tomorrow.
-You just did.
-To my husband.
No way. Let sleeping dogs lie.
You are so funny.
You made me feel
like I haven't felt in some time.
I'm ready for the next step.
Are you surprised?
Actually, yes.
If you feel your feelings,
you feel what's real: you and I...
right here.
Misunderstanding.
I thought we were having fun.
Yes, but isn't that wonderful?
Yes, but...
that is all I want.
I have to sleep.
I haven't slept in two days.
I have to wake up early.
Crime waits for no one.
-Not funny.
-No, it isn't.
Sorry.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
The neighbor brought a package
for you.
It came yesterday,
but he couldn't bring it until today.
Dear Tessa, my mom
gave me this when I turned 16,
and she got it from her mom
when she turned 16.
No matter how far away I am,
I'm always thinking of you.
Mom.
Allow me.
It looks beautiful.
Why didn't she call me?
Can I have... your plate?
Grab a slice of bread.
-I thought I was early.
-Willem, come here.
I looked into that Jeep Cherokee.
There is none with that
registration number,
but I kept looking.
There are only three in Tilburg.
One belongs to an old couple.
Another is in a showroom.
The third is registered to...
Jos Hermans.
I looked into that and found...
We've picked him up
three times already.
Precisely.
-I thought we might...
-Do a follow-up?
Yes.
Okay, let's go.
-Yes!
Hey, Leon.
The Yugoslav dumped his car
and wants his money.
And Donna is coming out
of hospital now.
Surrounded by police, I bet.
No, I took care of it.
The cops are not there.
-How did you do that?
-Don't ask.
She has that baby with her.
How was the party yesterday?
Sixteen-year-olds...
Sixteen. Nice age.
It was a great time.
-All girls, I bet.
-No, music.
I had my first girlfriend at 21.
I was in 12 bands
between the ages of 16 and 21.
-What were you?
-The singer.
-What did you do?
-I was 1.50 meters.
1.50 meters?
I was that tall for a long time.
Well, nothing was long.
I was to remain a short 1.50
for a long time.
-Who said that?
-The school doctor.
And then at 19...
Are you married?
How come?
You have a daughter, so...
Tessa is Angela's daughter
from a previous...
So Angela is your wife?
Was... is.
-She's gone now.
-Divorced?
She's gone for a while.
So separated, or what?
She's been in India for a year.
A year?
She just abandoned you
and her daughter?
She needed time to herself,
and then she would...
-When she felt like it.
-...come back.
Quite a woman.
1.50 meters...
Beatrix wakes up
and opens the curtains.
In the garden, she reads:
Prince Claus is mad.
Yes, Prince Claus is mad.
No.
So she calls security,
and they investigate.
They report back to say
it was Pieter van Vollenhoven.
So Beatrix says, "That's funny."
But security adds:
"But it's Claus' handwriting."
Yeah, of course.
-Claus wakes up...
-In the snow.
You didn't mention the snow.
-You said Claus' handwriting.
-In the snow!
You never said that.
He pissed in the snow.
Pissed?
How else was it written?
Without snow, nothing's written.
-Is that him?
-That's him.
Jeez, is that a dog?
Another plate.
No, no, I quit all that.
I can't go back to jail...
Jos, calm down.
Put that hammer down!
Put down that hammer!
Relax.
-Jos, is that Jeep yours?
-Bello!
Here, Bello.
Bello!
When did you last drive that Jeep?
Did you drive that Jeep
to the hospital lately?
I don't have a license.
My father drives trucks.
He can pull trailers and stuff...
Did you change the plates?
Don't ask me those things.
Don't lie to me.
-Who left the car here?
-Don't ask that.
-I'm not involved.
-Really?
A friend switched the cars.
I can't go back to jail.
Who switched the cars?
A dark Audi. I was supposed
to burn everything,
but I kept the coat.
-Who gave it to you?
-It's a nice coat.
I was supposed to burn it,
but I didn't. I like it.
But not the pass. He wanted it.
Too bad. It was a pretty pass.
Erik-Jan, Donna's guards must...
What?
Yes, thanks.
Bello! Here, Bello.
Donna is going home
with no protection.
Hey Joy.
This is your home.
I can cook for you in this kitchen.
That's Daddy.
What is it?
What is it?
Look, this is your little bed.
Police.
Police.
Are you okay?
Wanna call Marcel?
I'll call him.
Monday it's back to the gym.
I won't stay here.
Give a statement at the station.
Not happening.
-It's procedure.
-Fuck that, man.
Trust me. You are safe with us.
Like Hans was?
I'll tell you what Hans didn't,
if you put me on a plane
to Suriname tonight.
We can't arrange that...
We have no authority.
Do you have money for it?
It was Hans'.
Well?
Pure stuff, a container full.
He was going to make a fortune.
And Hans would transport it?
It must be moved before this week.
That's not enough.
Hundreds of containers come and go.
Give us a number...
Hold her.
Will you be all right?
Yes.
-What's that?
-It's a waybill...
of a huge drug shipment
leaving Tilburg.
A container full.
A sea container?
Yes, and you see,
we got it from Donna,
the woman you didn't protect.
Maybe you should call Blok.
There it is.
Back to our basement.
When I was 20 or 21,
I had shifts at the front desk...
the night shifts...
You would often get
derelicts barging in
and pulling pranks and stuff.
One night, a middle-aged man shouted,
"Got any grass?"
I politely asked him to leave,
but he came back after 10 minutes.
Again he yelled "Got any grass?"
I said: "If you come back again,
I'll nail you to the wall."
The next morning, he came back
and asked if I had any nails,
and I said no.
He said,
"In that case, got any grass?"
-What happened?
-I told a joke.
Wanna go for a drink?
Sure, let's go.
So he ran across
the gallery and the parking lot.
The door opens, I stick out my foot,
he comes running.
He's gasping, almost vomiting...
and he says,
"I should go to the gym on Monday."
This is Willem, my boss.
If you buy a paper tomorrow,
maybe this man will be in it.
So keep an eye on him.
Really?
-I'm Eveline.
-I'm Willem.
I have a joke, people.
A guy runs into the police station,
and at the front desk, he shouts:
"Do you have any nails?"
The deskman says: "I'm busy. Get out."
No, wait. "Don't you have any nails?"
The guy at the desk shouts:
"Go away. We are busy here."
"But really,
don't you have any nails?"
"No, get out!"
So the guy leaves...
but he comes back.
The man at the desk says:
"If you come back again, I'll...
-I'm going to bed.
-"Got any nails?"
-Got any nails?
-No, but I'm going to sleep.
Long day.
-See you tomorrow,
-Bye, bye.
What do you do?
I am studying philosophy.
"Do you have any grass?"
That's it. Do you get it?
Kevin, it's container 1138TX.
Bingo. Very well.
-He parked at a clothing warehouse.
-Damn it.
Hurry up. The cops are going tomorrow.
Leo,
where do you get your information?
You must have a mole in the police.
That's none of your business.
Summon the people here.
Bye-bye.
Criminal investigation.
Where is this container?
The catch of the century.
Let the dogs in.
We are done here.
Sorry for the summons.
-It can't be.
-No.
-Where is it from?
-A clothing warehouse.
Marcel!
Let's go to that clothing warehouse.
Well, no priority, no manpower.
But this stinks.
Even more with 14 people
here for nothing.
It's over.
Are you okay?
The truth?
I have no idea, Tess...
...no idea.
Expecting anyone?
-Why are you here?
-Can I come in?
Mom? Mom?
Sweet darling!
I missed you so much.
You are so pretty.
I'm wearing it.
My necklace.
-Got it from my case?
-What?
Everything looks good on you.
I have a birthday present.
Keeps the house clean.
My darling, I missed you so, so much.
Hey bro,
want to come celebrate at the pub?
-Is it safe?
-Of course.
Got it out of Tilburg on time,
and we're rich, Mickey.
No names, you fool.
You should've seen them, like idiots.
And if those two get too close,
we'll kill them.
Why don't you stop by, man?
I went to that warehouse.
If it was emptied there,
it is on film.
-Do you know Hans Verolme?
-No, why?
-An inside job?
-We were told four hours earlier.
Enough time to tip someone.
You can stay here just for tonight.
What do you mean?
Another one of Kamp's ideas?
You get the negative image as well.
-Willem Niessen, you are under arrest.
-What?
Stop!
You're on the cannabis team.
-Me, there?
-We don't need a cowboy.
That is our shooter.
Yes, but we can't use that in court.
Don't intimidate people.
If you want protection, let us know.
Bye, Hans.
They are trying to spook me.
-Two grand.
-The deal was 10 grand, man.
Put it away,
and you and your wife will be safe.
-Put pressure on the bastard.
-How?
What's in it?
Children's shoes.
I'm the one who knows where that is.
You're never there.
I already live alone.
-I'm Tessa.
-Emiel.
Where are you? Shall I pick you up?
-We want protection.
-Protection?
He has information about a shipment.
Only if we're safe.
What do you think?
Is it coming or going?
If Blok can make a case,
it will be huge.
Where is Mr. Verolme?
-He was with you.
-I thought the same.
-He has to be here.
-Ah, shit.
A GREATER CAUSE
Hey, sweetie. Hey, little girl.
Congratulations!
A beautiful name
for a beautiful child.
Joy. Her name is Joy.
-He was a brand-new dad.
-This happy?
Anything I can do?
Of course.
Guys, how do you like your coffee?
Make it two black
and two milk and sugar.
Just kidding, Theo.
Come on guys. Let's go.
Do you want to tell Donna?
-Find anything in his pockets?
-Nothing special.
Shall I do the talking?
-No, I'll do it.
-Ever done it before?
Where is Hans?
Donna?
-We have bad news.
-Hans is dead.
We just found him,
but have no more details.
That boy is crazy.
He never does what he says.
Bring him and I'll tell him.
I warned him. Fuck that.
Do you know what Hans
wanted to tell us?
If you know, you have to tell us.
She's asleep.
Donna, please.
Theo, give her a moment.
Do you think he jumped?
Possibly.
He was pretty neurotic, so...
And he was under a lot of pressure.
You mean, the baby?
Among other things.
Marcel.
I need guards here
for the wife of Hans Verolme.
To wind up our part in this case.
Our part in the case?
Will you see her?
-Suicide, you think?
-Yeah, he jumped.
Sure. Jumped, pushed...
What the hell do we care?
There are no traces of violence.
Maybe he knew the guy.
Or he was stoned and jumped.
I reserved a gift for my daughter.
I haven't had a chance to pick it up.
Let me call you back.
You guys betrayed him.
I want to see my Hans.
Donna, come here.
He came to make a statement.
Did he say anything?
No, his wife went into labor.
We nearly had him.
Riveting story, but go.
Marcel is coming.
What do you remember?
What is the last thing Hans said?
He went away with the doctor.
With which doctor?
I don't know.
I don't know. I was...
-Hi.
-Hello sweetie.
Congratulations.
Happy birthday, happy birthday,
happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday on your day.
Hip-hip hooray. Hip-hip hooray.
Sweetie, 16. Wow!
I got held up,
but I will help you tonight.
Sorry you didn't hear from me earlier.
Who cares?
Try next year.
I'll be home before dinner.
We'll shop, decorate the lounge...
Okay, sweetie.
Tonight, I'm staying home.
-I'll see what I'll do.
-You're not throwing a party?
Sweetie, I have to work.
I have to take care of some people...
Bye.
-How was it?
-Couldn't be better.
-It's this room.
-Fine.
Donna said Hans left with a doctor.
We would have seen that.
Through the back or something.
What doctor would do that?
Come with me.
-No one can come in here?
-Not without a pass.
-Who gets passes?
-People who work here.
Can you see who came in last night?
On the computer.
Dr. van der Stee?
But he's not answering.
According to the system,
he had the night shift last night,
so he's sleeping now.
Wake him up.
It's not like that.
Once they are asleep, no one...
We'll do it. What room is he in?
Dr. van der Stee?
Dr. van der Stee?
What's the matter?
We look for Dr. van der Stee.
That's me.
Did you see Mrs. Verolme last night?
Sorry, who?
I have to work soon.
-Detective Kamp, Homicide.
-Cannabis team.
Detective Niessen.
Where is your pass, your badge?
I lost it last night.
I'm now using a visitor's pass.
I lost it around dinnertime.
-Somebody died.
-One of my patients?
Not a patient.
When did you last use your pass?
I thought one of my colleagues had it.
-There are cameras here, right?
-Correct.
There.
-Can you rewind it?
-Sure.
-Can you see when he used the pass?
-Yes.
At 12:30 a.m.
Hey, and now.
Two minutes ago, someone checked in
with that pass to the...
maternity ward.
Go.
-Does it work?
-Yes, of course.
-Did anyone go in?
-No.
From now on, no one goes in there.
-The pass was used at the ICU.
-What?
Stop. Police!
L-F-T-P...
Yes, dear. That's fine.
Do that. That's fine.
I don't know.
It could be a late night.
I'll just heat it up. All right.
Bye-bye. Enjoy.
What the fuck are you doing?
Hans, who was pushed off the roof...
-He was about to talk, but...
-Wait, that guy was full of...
-Theo and I... Hans came to me.
-That's right. He...
Stop right now.
I don't give a shit who did what.
Willem, you will write
a thorough report
and give it to Erik-Jan.
The rest, you keep quiet.
-You are on the cannabis team.
-Go there right now.
-Marcel, come on...
-You are his subordinate.
-Finally, someone...
-And please act like a leader.
Theo, coming?
I'll talk to you in a bit.
Shouldn't you sleep?
Nice work people.
How difficult can it be
to find the owner
of a '95 Jeep Cherokee?
I'm going home.
My daughter has a...
-See you tomorrow.
-Bye. See you tomorrow.
Wanna go for a drink or something?
No, I have a date.
How nice of you to ask, Theo,
but I have a date.
Another time, maybe?
Bye, see you tomorrow.
No, just wait man. There's cops.
They saw the cart you gave me.
It's over.
-I'm out of here.
-No, wait.
-You got one, right?
-Only one more left.
We'll double the price.
Hello?
Then get those cops off my back.
We will. Don't worry.
Hey, Mr. Niessen.
Thank you, young man.
Don't get me in trouble.
Of course not.
How are you?
-Fine.
-And you?
-Well...
How is the cannabis team?
Awesome.
-Has it been busy here?
-No, nobody can go in.
What if I wanna go in?
Then call Marcel.
Tess, what is this?
Tessa!
Who did this?
What is this?
What are you doing?
I miss my mommy.
My dear girl.
-Congratulations.
-Come. Come.
Hay month, four letters.
July.
Greek god?
Zeus. Have a nice evening.
-It should have an "e."
-It has one.
Good god! I'll take that.
Detective Kamp. Still here?
Dr. van der Stee, isn't it?
-Call me Hannelore.
-Call me Theo.
-Why is Theo here?
-I have no idea.
-Did things get solved?
-Not really.
I think I could use a drink.
Wait a second.
Can we stop this?
For you another Sambuca, right?
-Order two.
-I've had enough.
It isn't for you.
Two more.
-Any juicy stories?
-Juicy stories?
You're with the police.
Last month I took a bullet
out of a man's ass.
That wasn't me.
I never shoot in the ass.
You're funny. Any girlfriend?
-No.
-Married?
No.
Do you want children?
That's not going to happen tonight.
Be right back.
Drinking all alone?
-Who is she?
-Hannelore, from the hospital.
Nice, go for it.
She's your type: caring...
Have you seen her drink?
I don't know who you're here with...
but I had a great time last night.
I just wanted to say that.
Enjoy your evening.
Who's that?
-That's Maartje.
-Your ex?
No, not yet.
I'm so done with you.
Good evening.
-Good evening.
-Mick Faassen.
I've come for Gaby.
Yes, of course.
Kids...
Gaby.
Have everything?
Birthday party.
-Enjoy the rest of the party.
-Yes.
Perhaps it is a little
too lively...
-I was hoping you'd be here.
-Why?
-I've decided to end it.
-No more fun?
-No. Maybe it's better that way.
-Yes?
-Isn't it?
-I guess.
It was a difficult decision...
It was fun while it lasted.
I'll announce it tomorrow.
-You just did.
-To my husband.
No way. Let sleeping dogs lie.
You are so funny.
You made me feel
like I haven't felt in some time.
I'm ready for the next step.
Are you surprised?
Actually, yes.
If you feel your feelings,
you feel what's real: you and I...
right here.
Misunderstanding.
I thought we were having fun.
Yes, but isn't that wonderful?
Yes, but...
that is all I want.
I have to sleep.
I haven't slept in two days.
I have to wake up early.
Crime waits for no one.
-Not funny.
-No, it isn't.
Sorry.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
The neighbor brought a package
for you.
It came yesterday,
but he couldn't bring it until today.
Dear Tessa, my mom
gave me this when I turned 16,
and she got it from her mom
when she turned 16.
No matter how far away I am,
I'm always thinking of you.
Mom.
Allow me.
It looks beautiful.
Why didn't she call me?
Can I have... your plate?
Grab a slice of bread.
-I thought I was early.
-Willem, come here.
I looked into that Jeep Cherokee.
There is none with that
registration number,
but I kept looking.
There are only three in Tilburg.
One belongs to an old couple.
Another is in a showroom.
The third is registered to...
Jos Hermans.
I looked into that and found...
We've picked him up
three times already.
Precisely.
-I thought we might...
-Do a follow-up?
Yes.
Okay, let's go.
-Yes!
Hey, Leon.
The Yugoslav dumped his car
and wants his money.
And Donna is coming out
of hospital now.
Surrounded by police, I bet.
No, I took care of it.
The cops are not there.
-How did you do that?
-Don't ask.
She has that baby with her.
How was the party yesterday?
Sixteen-year-olds...
Sixteen. Nice age.
It was a great time.
-All girls, I bet.
-No, music.
I had my first girlfriend at 21.
I was in 12 bands
between the ages of 16 and 21.
-What were you?
-The singer.
-What did you do?
-I was 1.50 meters.
1.50 meters?
I was that tall for a long time.
Well, nothing was long.
I was to remain a short 1.50
for a long time.
-Who said that?
-The school doctor.
And then at 19...
Are you married?
How come?
You have a daughter, so...
Tessa is Angela's daughter
from a previous...
So Angela is your wife?
Was... is.
-She's gone now.
-Divorced?
She's gone for a while.
So separated, or what?
She's been in India for a year.
A year?
She just abandoned you
and her daughter?
She needed time to herself,
and then she would...
-When she felt like it.
-...come back.
Quite a woman.
1.50 meters...
Beatrix wakes up
and opens the curtains.
In the garden, she reads:
Prince Claus is mad.
Yes, Prince Claus is mad.
No.
So she calls security,
and they investigate.
They report back to say
it was Pieter van Vollenhoven.
So Beatrix says, "That's funny."
But security adds:
"But it's Claus' handwriting."
Yeah, of course.
-Claus wakes up...
-In the snow.
You didn't mention the snow.
-You said Claus' handwriting.
-In the snow!
You never said that.
He pissed in the snow.
Pissed?
How else was it written?
Without snow, nothing's written.
-Is that him?
-That's him.
Jeez, is that a dog?
Another plate.
No, no, I quit all that.
I can't go back to jail...
Jos, calm down.
Put that hammer down!
Put down that hammer!
Relax.
-Jos, is that Jeep yours?
-Bello!
Here, Bello.
Bello!
When did you last drive that Jeep?
Did you drive that Jeep
to the hospital lately?
I don't have a license.
My father drives trucks.
He can pull trailers and stuff...
Did you change the plates?
Don't ask me those things.
Don't lie to me.
-Who left the car here?
-Don't ask that.
-I'm not involved.
-Really?
A friend switched the cars.
I can't go back to jail.
Who switched the cars?
A dark Audi. I was supposed
to burn everything,
but I kept the coat.
-Who gave it to you?
-It's a nice coat.
I was supposed to burn it,
but I didn't. I like it.
But not the pass. He wanted it.
Too bad. It was a pretty pass.
Erik-Jan, Donna's guards must...
What?
Yes, thanks.
Bello! Here, Bello.
Donna is going home
with no protection.
Hey Joy.
This is your home.
I can cook for you in this kitchen.
That's Daddy.
What is it?
What is it?
Look, this is your little bed.
Police.
Police.
Are you okay?
Wanna call Marcel?
I'll call him.
Monday it's back to the gym.
I won't stay here.
Give a statement at the station.
Not happening.
-It's procedure.
-Fuck that, man.
Trust me. You are safe with us.
Like Hans was?
I'll tell you what Hans didn't,
if you put me on a plane
to Suriname tonight.
We can't arrange that...
We have no authority.
Do you have money for it?
It was Hans'.
Well?
Pure stuff, a container full.
He was going to make a fortune.
And Hans would transport it?
It must be moved before this week.
That's not enough.
Hundreds of containers come and go.
Give us a number...
Hold her.
Will you be all right?
Yes.
-What's that?
-It's a waybill...
of a huge drug shipment
leaving Tilburg.
A container full.
A sea container?
Yes, and you see,
we got it from Donna,
the woman you didn't protect.
Maybe you should call Blok.
There it is.
Back to our basement.
When I was 20 or 21,
I had shifts at the front desk...
the night shifts...
You would often get
derelicts barging in
and pulling pranks and stuff.
One night, a middle-aged man shouted,
"Got any grass?"
I politely asked him to leave,
but he came back after 10 minutes.
Again he yelled "Got any grass?"
I said: "If you come back again,
I'll nail you to the wall."
The next morning, he came back
and asked if I had any nails,
and I said no.
He said,
"In that case, got any grass?"
-What happened?
-I told a joke.
Wanna go for a drink?
Sure, let's go.
So he ran across
the gallery and the parking lot.
The door opens, I stick out my foot,
he comes running.
He's gasping, almost vomiting...
and he says,
"I should go to the gym on Monday."
This is Willem, my boss.
If you buy a paper tomorrow,
maybe this man will be in it.
So keep an eye on him.
Really?
-I'm Eveline.
-I'm Willem.
I have a joke, people.
A guy runs into the police station,
and at the front desk, he shouts:
"Do you have any nails?"
The deskman says: "I'm busy. Get out."
No, wait. "Don't you have any nails?"
The guy at the desk shouts:
"Go away. We are busy here."
"But really,
don't you have any nails?"
"No, get out!"
So the guy leaves...
but he comes back.
The man at the desk says:
"If you come back again, I'll...
-I'm going to bed.
-"Got any nails?"
-Got any nails?
-No, but I'm going to sleep.
Long day.
-See you tomorrow,
-Bye, bye.
What do you do?
I am studying philosophy.
"Do you have any grass?"
That's it. Do you get it?
Kevin, it's container 1138TX.
Bingo. Very well.
-He parked at a clothing warehouse.
-Damn it.
Hurry up. The cops are going tomorrow.
Leo,
where do you get your information?
You must have a mole in the police.
That's none of your business.
Summon the people here.
Bye-bye.
Criminal investigation.
Where is this container?
The catch of the century.
Let the dogs in.
We are done here.
Sorry for the summons.
-It can't be.
-No.
-Where is it from?
-A clothing warehouse.
Marcel!
Let's go to that clothing warehouse.
Well, no priority, no manpower.
But this stinks.
Even more with 14 people
here for nothing.
It's over.
Are you okay?
The truth?
I have no idea, Tess...
...no idea.
Expecting anyone?
-Why are you here?
-Can I come in?
Mom? Mom?
Sweet darling!
I missed you so much.
You are so pretty.
I'm wearing it.
My necklace.
-Got it from my case?
-What?
Everything looks good on you.
I have a birthday present.
Keeps the house clean.
My darling, I missed you so, so much.
Hey bro,
want to come celebrate at the pub?
-Is it safe?
-Of course.
Got it out of Tilburg on time,
and we're rich, Mickey.
No names, you fool.
You should've seen them, like idiots.
And if those two get too close,
we'll kill them.
Why don't you stop by, man?
I went to that warehouse.
If it was emptied there,
it is on film.
-Do you know Hans Verolme?
-No, why?
-An inside job?
-We were told four hours earlier.
Enough time to tip someone.
You can stay here just for tonight.
What do you mean?
Another one of Kamp's ideas?
You get the negative image as well.
-Willem Niessen, you are under arrest.
-What?
Stop!