Undercover (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Over de grens - full transcript
Bob sets out to pick up Ferry's merchandise, but runs into trouble along the way; Bob's concerned colleagues debate over whether to intervene.
This series is inspired by true events.
Names, incidents
and locations are fictitious.
Any resemblance to actual persons
is coincidental.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Hi, babe, it's me.
I'll be out of reach for a few days.
But nothing to worry about, I'm okay.
I'll call you when I'm back.
And that was two hours ago.
I say we go in now
and turn up the heat
until they tell us where he is.
All that effort wasted.
We've got nothing on Bouman.
Why are we even discussing this?
If he was in danger, he'd give a sign.
This was the sign.
He's out of reach for a few days.
If we panic now
and they're moving the stuff,
he really will be in danger.
Marc, I know you want to crack this case
but it's not worth an officer's life.
Okay, fine. Here.
- What?
- Call.
- Me?
- Call the prosecutor.
Say we're going in and blowing
the whole operation. Go on.
Here.
I thought as much.
You wimps.
Bob's due for the pick-up
tomorrow morning.
We wait for that. We owe him that chance.
We give him till 12.
If we hear nothing by then, we go in.
Well?
What's the story?
A jogger saw him floating.
Let's go.
Do you know him?
Okay, on the count of three.
One, two, three, go.
Hi.
Hi, Anouk, it's Daan.
Sorry, did I wake you?
No, it's okay. How are you?
Jurgen has been found.
He is dead.
What?
Yes, the police have been to Son's.
Oh, no.
Anouk, it was awful.
We heard Son wailing from the chalet.
Everyone is in shock.
Of course, how terrible.
- Do they know what it was yet?
- No.
No, John's taking Son
to the police to identify the body.
And Jezebel is coming here. The poor girl.
I'm really devastated.
Is there anything I can do?
Well...
We're here, sweetheart.
Son?
We're here.
When you find out who did this...
I want you to kill them.
I promise.
Hello?
No, Madam Prosecutor, no news yet.
Yes.
Hey.
Hey.
- Hi, sweetheart.
- Hey.
Are you all right?
No, not really.
I just don't know how to act
in front of Jezebel.
The poor kid hasn't spoken a word.
I don't know what to do.
Has Fer said anything
about what has happened?
Yes. A carjacking, they think.
No news here. And at your end?
I could make toasties.
- For Jezebel.
- Oh, yeah.
- She loves them.
- Sure.
- I'll go get her.
- Thanks.
Shall we go to the chalet?
We'll have something to eat.
Hey.
Is Daddy never coming back?
Mr. Van Kamp had been convicted for drugs.
Was he still involved in that?
- No.
- No.
No, not that I know of.
He was floating in the canal
with a bullet in his head.
Jesus, Rudy.
Madam.
Can you tell us if...
Has your husband been threatened?
Were there any conflicts...
People you might suspect...
Reprisals rarely go unanswered.
I don't want any more fatalities.
So if you do have any suspicions,
tell us now.
All I know is that Jurgen
had a few arguments on the site lately.
With whom?
Peter.
Peter?
Yes, I don't know his surname.
- Thanks for everything.
- Any time.
You'd have done the same for me.
Unbelievable, the fucking cops.
They should be after those Moroccans
instead of bothering Sonja.
That's Peter's girlfriend.
- Which Moroccans?
- Those carjackers.
You don't believe that Jurgen
was carjacked, do you?
Well...
He gets arrested for drugs.
A week later he's dead in the canal.
Peter's away and I can't reach him.
Hasn't Fer said anything at all?
- No.
- Daan.
Sorry, but I really don't know
what you mean.
- I want my mommy.
- Yes, sweetheart.
Of course.
I'll take her over there.
Go to your mommy.
Hello. Rudy Theys,
Criminal Police, Hasselt.
Are you Peter's girlfriend?
I'd like to have a word with him.
Peter is out of the country at the moment.
What's it about?
He's out of the country.
When your boyfriend gets back...
ask him to get in touch.
Of course.
Team one, ready. Over.
They're all set to go in.
Marc?
Yes.
- Hello?
- Yes, hello.
May I speak to the wife
of Peter Bogaert, please?
16 HOURS PREVIOUSLY
My truck is over there.
Give me the address so I can get going.
The plans have changed.
Arek's going with you.
And you'll get the address
when you're in Poland.
- John.
- Yes?
- This man's sick.
- So?
Look at him. He's got the flu.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
I'm not sharing the cab with him.
I'd rather drive alone as well.
Peter, it's simple.
Without Arek you can't do
the pick-up in Poland. Right?
Now, stop whining, the two of you.
One more thing. You're taking our truck.
I can't do that.
Listen, you're driving our truck.
I'm not going all that way
in a truck I don't know.
- Good luck to you.
- Hey.
Who gave you permission to leave?
Does Ferry know about this?
Ferry.
What do you think?
Do you think he's worried
about your discomfort in the cab?
We'll see if you are as good
as you say you are.
Phone. No contact.
What? So now you want my phone too?
Can I call my girlfriend first?
Man, you don't know her.
If I don't tell her I can't be reached,
she'll call the police.
Hi, babe, it's me.
I'll be out of reach for a few days.
But nothing to worry about, I'm okay.
I'll call you when I'm back.
Hey!
Watch the road!
Sorry.
Are you collecting discount points?
- Discount points.
- No.
That'll be five euros then.
There you go.
Here.
- What's this?
- Red Bull.
- That's not Red Bull.
- This is cheaper.
For just four cans? Birdbrain.
Listen.
That's the second time this week.
Arek?
I need to pee. Here.
- To my wife.
- No.
It won't take long. Please.
- No.
- Please.
I asked for an aspirin.
NO SIM OR SIM ERROR
Fuck.
Is this what you want?
Try that again...
and I'll poke your eyes out, okay?
Here. Red Bull.
Drink and drive.
POLAND
Now what?
Those guys have P90s.
Money can't buy them.
They're for military use only.
- Hey, how long is it going to take?
- The load isn't ready yet.
We'll rest up over there.
It's a long drive home.
Everything okay?
What did the police say?
Hello?
Yes, hello.
May I speak to the wife
of Peter Bogaert, please?
I'm her brother.
She's not here. Who is this?
I found a message
under my windscreen wiper.
What does it say?
Yes, of course.
I'll pass it on to my sister.
Thank you very much.
Call it off, now.
Why don't they do something about that?
They should've put
speed bumps in long ago.
- Hello?
- Bob?
Where are you?
Why haven't you called?
You'll be at the funeral
tomorrow, won't you?
Sweetheart?
And stop sweating.
How many times do I have to tell you?
Add the soy sauce to the noodles
and bake for another two minutes.
Leave the wokking to the professionals
at the Wok Palace.
You'll get into business with me.
Shifting illegal flip-flops.
A thousand pair.
I can't, Ferry.
- I have to get to Liesbeth on time.
- Bob.
Liesbeth?
At last.
How did you sleep?
I needed it.
Fancy a turn?
- No, I want to go.
- Just once.
Arek.
I've used those before.
I know what they're like.
Is the PMK ready?
I want to get out of here.
If I tell you to shoot,
then you'll shoot.
Set a few bottles up.
Oh, yeah, Peter. Who's Liesbeth?
You were talking in your sleep.
You called out Liesbeth and Kim.
Are they sluts of yours?
And still going to all that trouble
to reach your wife...
Hypocrite.
Or was there someone else
you wanted to call?
To say that you're not driving
your own truck?
Hey!
Man, you should have seen your face.
Did you think we were going to shoot you?
How would I get home?
I don't have a driving license.
Come on.
Can we go now?
Arek.
Arek.
Hey!
Did you know Poland was once
the biggest country in Europe?
1569, the Union of Lublin. But now?
Now what?
Now no more.
What kind of a story is that?
It's not a story.
It's a fact.
What?
We're being followed.
- For how long?
- No idea.
- Fucking hell, it's the police.
- Fuck!
Has this got anything to do with you?
How could it be?
An hour's driving with the PMK.
A coincidence, eh?
Man, I don't even have a phone.
How could it have anything to do with me?
- Hey, what are you doing?
- I have to protect my load.
- Put it away, idiot.
- I have to protect my...
Arek, put it away.
For fuck's sake.
Routine control.
What?
Hey.
Hey!
They're not real policemen.
Arek. Arek!
Ferry will kill me when I get back.
It was my job to protect the load.
Arek.
There was nothing you could do.
Those guys were tipped off.
I'll call a taxi.
To get to the airport.
Then what?
Explain everything to Ferry or what?
We'll have to.
- Hello?
- It's me.
Jesus, Bob, are you okay?
No.
We lost the PMK.
What? What happened?
I had to go with one of Ferry's men
and we were robbed on the way back.
It's a total fuck up.
Don't worry about it.
You're okay and that's all that matters.
Where are you?
At a farm just outside Sobotka.
I'll send the address.
Can you arrange a taxi and a flight?
Yes, okay.
Thanks.
Mom?
- Hey.
- Will you fasten my dress, please?
Yes. Come.
There you go.
Is it Dad?
I don't know.
- Go and help your brother.
- Okay.
Hello?
Oh, sweetheart.
It's so good to hear your voice.
By the sound of it, you're not calling
to say you're on your way.
Liesbeth.
Please believe me.
I've done everything I could.
Let it go, Bob.
There's no need.
Liesbeth.
I love you.
Deeply. Really.
I know.
I've stopped waiting for you, Bob.
It's over.
I want a divorce.
Sweetheart, no.
Bob, I'm going to bury my father.
Ferry called me.
What did he say?
Not much. He couldn't reach you.
He wanted to talk to you
as soon as possible.
Bob, you can see him tomorrow.
Just go home.
- You wanted to see me?
- Walter, come in.
I've heard you're working
on the murder of Jurgen Van Kamp.
Yes.
There's something you should know.
Take a seat.
Found it all right?
We'll talk inside.
- For God's sake.
- What?
Now, would we send you off
to Poland without insurance?
Was there a tracker in it?
Did you find the PMK?
He hasn't realized it yet, has he?
It was a test.
What?
You have to earn our trust, Peter.
We had to be sure
you could take the pressure.
I could've been killed, Ferry.
Well...
It got a bit out of hand,
but what difference does it make?
You fucking asshole!
Do you know what I've been through?
I ought to take you apart.
I'll give it to you,
you have balls of steel.
Let's shake hands.
Friends again.
You're one of us now, okay?
Come on, let's get something to eat.
NEXT TIME
So you want to party?
Have you ever tried this?
- Of course.
- Not this.
I'm meeting a German tomorrow,
but don't trust him.
- So a bit of security would be nice.
- What sort of meeting?
Not a word to anyone.
Damn, who did you call?
I don't have to spill the beans
just because of some barbecues.
Names, incidents
and locations are fictitious.
Any resemblance to actual persons
is coincidental.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Hi, babe, it's me.
I'll be out of reach for a few days.
But nothing to worry about, I'm okay.
I'll call you when I'm back.
And that was two hours ago.
I say we go in now
and turn up the heat
until they tell us where he is.
All that effort wasted.
We've got nothing on Bouman.
Why are we even discussing this?
If he was in danger, he'd give a sign.
This was the sign.
He's out of reach for a few days.
If we panic now
and they're moving the stuff,
he really will be in danger.
Marc, I know you want to crack this case
but it's not worth an officer's life.
Okay, fine. Here.
- What?
- Call.
- Me?
- Call the prosecutor.
Say we're going in and blowing
the whole operation. Go on.
Here.
I thought as much.
You wimps.
Bob's due for the pick-up
tomorrow morning.
We wait for that. We owe him that chance.
We give him till 12.
If we hear nothing by then, we go in.
Well?
What's the story?
A jogger saw him floating.
Let's go.
Do you know him?
Okay, on the count of three.
One, two, three, go.
Hi.
Hi, Anouk, it's Daan.
Sorry, did I wake you?
No, it's okay. How are you?
Jurgen has been found.
He is dead.
What?
Yes, the police have been to Son's.
Oh, no.
Anouk, it was awful.
We heard Son wailing from the chalet.
Everyone is in shock.
Of course, how terrible.
- Do they know what it was yet?
- No.
No, John's taking Son
to the police to identify the body.
And Jezebel is coming here. The poor girl.
I'm really devastated.
Is there anything I can do?
Well...
We're here, sweetheart.
Son?
We're here.
When you find out who did this...
I want you to kill them.
I promise.
Hello?
No, Madam Prosecutor, no news yet.
Yes.
Hey.
Hey.
- Hi, sweetheart.
- Hey.
Are you all right?
No, not really.
I just don't know how to act
in front of Jezebel.
The poor kid hasn't spoken a word.
I don't know what to do.
Has Fer said anything
about what has happened?
Yes. A carjacking, they think.
No news here. And at your end?
I could make toasties.
- For Jezebel.
- Oh, yeah.
- She loves them.
- Sure.
- I'll go get her.
- Thanks.
Shall we go to the chalet?
We'll have something to eat.
Hey.
Is Daddy never coming back?
Mr. Van Kamp had been convicted for drugs.
Was he still involved in that?
- No.
- No.
No, not that I know of.
He was floating in the canal
with a bullet in his head.
Jesus, Rudy.
Madam.
Can you tell us if...
Has your husband been threatened?
Were there any conflicts...
People you might suspect...
Reprisals rarely go unanswered.
I don't want any more fatalities.
So if you do have any suspicions,
tell us now.
All I know is that Jurgen
had a few arguments on the site lately.
With whom?
Peter.
Peter?
Yes, I don't know his surname.
- Thanks for everything.
- Any time.
You'd have done the same for me.
Unbelievable, the fucking cops.
They should be after those Moroccans
instead of bothering Sonja.
That's Peter's girlfriend.
- Which Moroccans?
- Those carjackers.
You don't believe that Jurgen
was carjacked, do you?
Well...
He gets arrested for drugs.
A week later he's dead in the canal.
Peter's away and I can't reach him.
Hasn't Fer said anything at all?
- No.
- Daan.
Sorry, but I really don't know
what you mean.
- I want my mommy.
- Yes, sweetheart.
Of course.
I'll take her over there.
Go to your mommy.
Hello. Rudy Theys,
Criminal Police, Hasselt.
Are you Peter's girlfriend?
I'd like to have a word with him.
Peter is out of the country at the moment.
What's it about?
He's out of the country.
When your boyfriend gets back...
ask him to get in touch.
Of course.
Team one, ready. Over.
They're all set to go in.
Marc?
Yes.
- Hello?
- Yes, hello.
May I speak to the wife
of Peter Bogaert, please?
16 HOURS PREVIOUSLY
My truck is over there.
Give me the address so I can get going.
The plans have changed.
Arek's going with you.
And you'll get the address
when you're in Poland.
- John.
- Yes?
- This man's sick.
- So?
Look at him. He's got the flu.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
I'm not sharing the cab with him.
I'd rather drive alone as well.
Peter, it's simple.
Without Arek you can't do
the pick-up in Poland. Right?
Now, stop whining, the two of you.
One more thing. You're taking our truck.
I can't do that.
Listen, you're driving our truck.
I'm not going all that way
in a truck I don't know.
- Good luck to you.
- Hey.
Who gave you permission to leave?
Does Ferry know about this?
Ferry.
What do you think?
Do you think he's worried
about your discomfort in the cab?
We'll see if you are as good
as you say you are.
Phone. No contact.
What? So now you want my phone too?
Can I call my girlfriend first?
Man, you don't know her.
If I don't tell her I can't be reached,
she'll call the police.
Hi, babe, it's me.
I'll be out of reach for a few days.
But nothing to worry about, I'm okay.
I'll call you when I'm back.
Hey!
Watch the road!
Sorry.
Are you collecting discount points?
- Discount points.
- No.
That'll be five euros then.
There you go.
Here.
- What's this?
- Red Bull.
- That's not Red Bull.
- This is cheaper.
For just four cans? Birdbrain.
Listen.
That's the second time this week.
Arek?
I need to pee. Here.
- To my wife.
- No.
It won't take long. Please.
- No.
- Please.
I asked for an aspirin.
NO SIM OR SIM ERROR
Fuck.
Is this what you want?
Try that again...
and I'll poke your eyes out, okay?
Here. Red Bull.
Drink and drive.
POLAND
Now what?
Those guys have P90s.
Money can't buy them.
They're for military use only.
- Hey, how long is it going to take?
- The load isn't ready yet.
We'll rest up over there.
It's a long drive home.
Everything okay?
What did the police say?
Hello?
Yes, hello.
May I speak to the wife
of Peter Bogaert, please?
I'm her brother.
She's not here. Who is this?
I found a message
under my windscreen wiper.
What does it say?
Yes, of course.
I'll pass it on to my sister.
Thank you very much.
Call it off, now.
Why don't they do something about that?
They should've put
speed bumps in long ago.
- Hello?
- Bob?
Where are you?
Why haven't you called?
You'll be at the funeral
tomorrow, won't you?
Sweetheart?
And stop sweating.
How many times do I have to tell you?
Add the soy sauce to the noodles
and bake for another two minutes.
Leave the wokking to the professionals
at the Wok Palace.
You'll get into business with me.
Shifting illegal flip-flops.
A thousand pair.
I can't, Ferry.
- I have to get to Liesbeth on time.
- Bob.
Liesbeth?
At last.
How did you sleep?
I needed it.
Fancy a turn?
- No, I want to go.
- Just once.
Arek.
I've used those before.
I know what they're like.
Is the PMK ready?
I want to get out of here.
If I tell you to shoot,
then you'll shoot.
Set a few bottles up.
Oh, yeah, Peter. Who's Liesbeth?
You were talking in your sleep.
You called out Liesbeth and Kim.
Are they sluts of yours?
And still going to all that trouble
to reach your wife...
Hypocrite.
Or was there someone else
you wanted to call?
To say that you're not driving
your own truck?
Hey!
Man, you should have seen your face.
Did you think we were going to shoot you?
How would I get home?
I don't have a driving license.
Come on.
Can we go now?
Arek.
Arek.
Hey!
Did you know Poland was once
the biggest country in Europe?
1569, the Union of Lublin. But now?
Now what?
Now no more.
What kind of a story is that?
It's not a story.
It's a fact.
What?
We're being followed.
- For how long?
- No idea.
- Fucking hell, it's the police.
- Fuck!
Has this got anything to do with you?
How could it be?
An hour's driving with the PMK.
A coincidence, eh?
Man, I don't even have a phone.
How could it have anything to do with me?
- Hey, what are you doing?
- I have to protect my load.
- Put it away, idiot.
- I have to protect my...
Arek, put it away.
For fuck's sake.
Routine control.
What?
Hey.
Hey!
They're not real policemen.
Arek. Arek!
Ferry will kill me when I get back.
It was my job to protect the load.
Arek.
There was nothing you could do.
Those guys were tipped off.
I'll call a taxi.
To get to the airport.
Then what?
Explain everything to Ferry or what?
We'll have to.
- Hello?
- It's me.
Jesus, Bob, are you okay?
No.
We lost the PMK.
What? What happened?
I had to go with one of Ferry's men
and we were robbed on the way back.
It's a total fuck up.
Don't worry about it.
You're okay and that's all that matters.
Where are you?
At a farm just outside Sobotka.
I'll send the address.
Can you arrange a taxi and a flight?
Yes, okay.
Thanks.
Mom?
- Hey.
- Will you fasten my dress, please?
Yes. Come.
There you go.
Is it Dad?
I don't know.
- Go and help your brother.
- Okay.
Hello?
Oh, sweetheart.
It's so good to hear your voice.
By the sound of it, you're not calling
to say you're on your way.
Liesbeth.
Please believe me.
I've done everything I could.
Let it go, Bob.
There's no need.
Liesbeth.
I love you.
Deeply. Really.
I know.
I've stopped waiting for you, Bob.
It's over.
I want a divorce.
Sweetheart, no.
Bob, I'm going to bury my father.
Ferry called me.
What did he say?
Not much. He couldn't reach you.
He wanted to talk to you
as soon as possible.
Bob, you can see him tomorrow.
Just go home.
- You wanted to see me?
- Walter, come in.
I've heard you're working
on the murder of Jurgen Van Kamp.
Yes.
There's something you should know.
Take a seat.
Found it all right?
We'll talk inside.
- For God's sake.
- What?
Now, would we send you off
to Poland without insurance?
Was there a tracker in it?
Did you find the PMK?
He hasn't realized it yet, has he?
It was a test.
What?
You have to earn our trust, Peter.
We had to be sure
you could take the pressure.
I could've been killed, Ferry.
Well...
It got a bit out of hand,
but what difference does it make?
You fucking asshole!
Do you know what I've been through?
I ought to take you apart.
I'll give it to you,
you have balls of steel.
Let's shake hands.
Friends again.
You're one of us now, okay?
Come on, let's get something to eat.
NEXT TIME
So you want to party?
Have you ever tried this?
- Of course.
- Not this.
I'm meeting a German tomorrow,
but don't trust him.
- So a bit of security would be nice.
- What sort of meeting?
Not a word to anyone.
Damn, who did you call?
I don't have to spill the beans
just because of some barbecues.