All language subtitles for Salamander S01E12

I want you to check someone out for me.
As quickly as possible. First name Paul.

Surname Vander, in one word.
New word, Velde.

A false name.
What's his real name?

Gerardi.

Chief Inspector of what?

Bloody hell...

Dad? I think I'm falling in love.

He's a strange guy.

When he comes here
my father is very stressed.

They shut themselves in his office
for a few hours.

I just don't trust that Klaus.
He doesn't really look like a...

Klaus?

Is he already on his computer?
- Calm down, calm down.

We've got the man behind the bank
robbery and the one who did it.

That's Harry Dewulf,
Gil Wolfs' father,

the man behind the robbery at Jonkhere
Bank. And this here is Emile Jonkhere,

the father of Raymond Jonkhere.

So who broke into those safes?

Christian Devos,
war experience throughout Africa.

You wanted information on Paul Vander
Velde? There is your information.

They met by chance.
- That man does nothing by chance.

He chats your daughter up to get to you
and you're too sentimental to see it.

What's going on, Dad?
- Sit down. I've got a lot to tell you.

I've found some more about Harry Dewulf.

It says here he ran off with diamonds
and money belonging to the Resistance.

Worth millions.
- So that's Salamander.

I'm the one who broke into
those 66 safes at your bank.

I'm prepared to give you
the person behind this.

Patricia?

I'll go over it again.
The money...

Sylvia? Has that Swiss guy been yet?
That Klaus?

No. No.
- You didn't miss him, did you?

No. I've been here the whole time.

There's a rep... Excuse me.

Jonkhere Bank, good afternoon.
One moment, please.

There's a CCTV rep. I've...

Yeah, OK, tell me later. Ladies.

Good afternoon.

Your secretary was kind enough
to show me in.

Oh yes, my name is Klaus.

You are very impertinent.
This is my private office.

Very well, Mr Klaus.

Take a seat.

Sit down.
- I prefer to remain standing.

Like in the case of Nielandt,

these are all copies.

Don't worry.
I will give you the originals

when we have...
How shall I put it?

...reached an agreement.

You've got all 66?

I do, of course, have
a couple of questions, Mr Klaus.

Who were you working for?
- Gil Wolfs.

The name doesn't mean anything to me.
- The originals are in his safe.

What exactly were your orders?
- To empty the safes downstairs

and send the contents...
the garbage back to the owners.

And so force them to resign.

Or they could commit suicide.

And for the...

66 originals you want five million
euros, just like that. Right now.

Yes. This is the number of
my bank account in Switzerland.

That's their phone number.

Five million euros.

That's too much.
- I'm giving you the secrets

of 66 top politicians,
judges, industrialists.

They'll make you the most powerful
person in the country. So cut the crap.

As a gesture of goodwill
I'll pay you ten percent now.

But you'll only get the rest
when this Wolfs has been eliminated.

Together with a policeman. Paul Gerardi.
He's even more dangerous.

He knows everything.

Kill them both

or I will come after you
and you can forget your money.

Paul, it's me.

I've got a report by our lab from '87
on Salamander and Jonkhere.

There's a connection with the 2nd May
Gang. Terrorists who were never caught

and who carried out murders
and bomb attacks in '86

in order to destabilise the country.

Paul, if you don't call me back
in half an hour

I'll bring it to where we last met.
You know where that is.

This is explosive, pal!
For God's sake call me back!

Guv'nor.
- Yeah, yeah. Coming.

This is explosive, pal!
For God's sake call me back!

Vincent No�l?

This is Patrick Dejonge
from the Federal Police.

That's correct.

I think I've got something for you.

Are you sure?

And he's still there now?

OK, I'll call you right back.

Problems.
- Who was that?

One of my sources at the Federal Police.

Paul Gerardi is still in contact with
his former commissioner.

Gerardi is dead
as far as we're concerned.

No, no, let me finish.

This commissioner dug in the archives
and found an analysis of explosive

used in 1986 by the 2nd May Gang.

Plus he has lab reports on
explosives found after the war

in the possession of
members of Salamander.

It's the same kind of explosive.

Were we involved?
Preparing for a coup?

I have to think of this country's
future, not its past.

Anyway, if I'm not mistaken,
you were still in nappies then.

Is this commissioner...
- I asked you something.

Why wasn't I told about this?

I can't allow myself to have
a conscience like you pretend to have.

So shut up and sit down!

I asked if that cop, Gerardi's
commissioner, is still there.

Right.

Then urgent action is required.

Where is Sofie?

Where is Sofie?

I'm here with Nicola and Patricia
at Mr Wolfs' apartment in Brussels.

Yes, everything's fine here.
Shall I put Patricia on?

She says she'd rather not.
Yes, of course.

Bye, sweetheart.

What's Sofie doing in Brussels?
- The boarding school is no longer safe.

Two strangers turned up
inquiring about her.

Damn.

Does Patricia know who I am?
- What do you think?

You took advantage of Patricia.
And my granddaughter.

And me, my house,
everything that is precious to me.

I didn't...
- You wormed your way in here.

And I was so naive I didn't see it.

Who are you working for?

I'm working for myself.
- How much do you want?

You can have as much money as you want
but keep your mitts off Patricia.

So what do you want?

The same as you.

Revenge. Or justice.
Either will do.

Justice...

There's no such thing.
You're an idiot if you think there is.

Revenge...

On who?

Raymond Jonkhere.

Jonkhere murdered my wife. She was
burnt alive in front of Sofie and me.

I told Patricia it was an accident.

What do you know about me?

You're behind the Jonkhere Bank robbery.

And your real name... is Dewulf.

During the war your father was
in the Resistance with Jonkhere senior.

And in April '44 your father ran off

with the Resistance's money
and diamonds, worth millions.

And he was sentenced to death.

Now you are out to get Jonkhere
and everyone associated with him.

But I don't know why.
- It's none of your business.

I will get them. And you won't stop me.

Nothing's stopped you.

Five people have already died
thanks to you.

Plus my wife. All because of your ego.
So you get what you want.

You know nothing about it.

What happened two years ago?

It all started two years ago.
Here, in my own house.

At the New Year's reception I always
hold for my friends and acquaintances.

I'd been doing it for twenty years.

The evening had only just started.

Someone I'd never met before
came up to me.

He hadn't been invited
but he said: "I know you.

Your name's not Wolfs.
Your real name is Dewulf.

I've been looking for you for years. "

Right.

Good evening. Happy Christmas.
- Thank you, thank you.

Come in. Take a seat.

It was Frans, wasn't it?
- Yes, Frans.

Right, Frans.
Go on. You wanted to talk to me.

Yes, there's something
I want to tell you.

Where did you get these photos?

That's my father.

He told me everything that night.

I heard about Salamander for
the first time and what really happened

in April 1944. He knew everything.

Our fathers were friends then.
They were in the Resistance together

and both in operation Salamander.

I didn't realise at the time,
but I was there

when my father went to get
his instructions from Jonkhere.

An agent with instructions from our
government in London will parachute in.

That's all you need to know.

What's the operation called?

Salamander.

Jonkhere is already here.

He's back there.

It's here.

No, pal! No, no!

He's going in the wrong direction.
Bloody hell!

Not there, here!
What's he up to?

He's been blown off course.

What's he up to?
- It's gone wrong.

I'll go and look for him.

No, Fons. Turn the lights off first.
Turn the lights off.

Jos, help him.
- OK.

Shit.

Bloody hell.

And?

The guy was unlucky. He's got money
on him. Parcels of money.

Of course. It's money from
our government in London.

It was supposed to be a secret.

Dammit.

Send those guys home.

You and I will sort this out.
- We're all part of this.

Send them home.
That's an order.

Mr Jonkhere...
- That's an order.

Dammit.

What? Why?
- I don't know either.

I don't know. Go home, both of you.
Give me the gun.

Who do you think you are?
- Bloody...

Jos, I'll have that Jonkhere on at me
in a minute.

What's going on?
- Just give me the gun.

Go home. Both of you. Go on.

Is that it?

Yes.

What's in there?

The list of people
I have to give the money to.

There's money for the underground press,
for the Resistance, for the unions,

for the socialists, for the Catholics.
Everyone gets something.

While we're waiting for guns.

That's politics. It's not your problem.
Come on, let's bury him.

There's a compartment in the boot under
the spare tyre. Put the money in there.

I can't find it.

How did he know all that?
- His father had come back.

He had seen everything.

He didn't dare tell anyone
until fifty years after the war.

Because he was scared of Jonkhere.

My father wasn't a traitor.

He was an ordinary, honest man.
A decent man.

When I heard that,
I saw the kind of person I am.

I've worked hard all my life in order
not to feel like the son of a traitor.

I'm wealthy.

But I haven't achieved anything.

All the beautiful things in life
passed me by.

The only thing that counted was work.
Work, work, work.

And then I hear
none of it was necessary.

That everything was one big lie.

All because of the Jonkheres.

Because of Jonkhere.

20,000 American dollars,

10,000 British pounds
and 250,000 Belgian francs.

Plus 200,000 francs in diamonds.
All gone?

And knocked out like a little kid.
How the hell did that happen?

He hit me from behind.
There was nothing I could do.

How do I explain this to
our people in London, to the British?

I'm responsible for
all the money transports.

It's gone fine up till now...

He's probably using
your secret agent's false passports.

What is his real name?

Harry Dewulf.

He lives in Imbeke.

Harry Dewulf. A traitor in our midst.
Bloody hell!

I want to know what happened.
Every detail.

Don't you believe me?

Emile, I have to explain it
to the committee in London.

Right.

I'm taking all Salamander's documents
with me and will look into it.

I want to see you tomorrow.

That money was a fortune back then. The
equivalent of millions of euros today.

What did he do with all that money?

First he paid his own bank's debts off.

After the war,
he began buying people with the rest.

In politics, the unions,
the government, the army.

And that's how Salamander was born.
He became more and more powerful.

As did everyone else
who reaped the benefits.

They built their lives
on my father's blood.

And he is going to pay for that.

Hello. Carl.

No, I'm fine. No, don't worry.

What?

Martin?

He was on his way here to see me.
But he wouldn't say what about.

Didn't he phone you first?

Hold on a minute.

Did you listen to my voicemail?
- Yes.

It was about a file from 1987
on Jonkhere

and a connection with
a group of terrorists.

Bloody hell.
Carl? Yes, it's true.

No, I'll tell you later.

What photo?
- That photo of that door.

We spent ages trying to work out
what was on that copper plate.

Victor says
it's Salamander's headquarters

but under cover of a cultural society
with Jonkhere as its chairman. Address.

I'll give you the address,
write it down.

Paul, what's going on? Paul!

Paul.
- Carl, someone's shooting at us.

Send an ambulance to Wolfs' place. A
man's been seriously injured. Do it now!

I'm going to have to move you.
Grit your teeth. Come on. Now!

Put your head down. Come on.
Breathe deeply.

Stay awake. OK?

Shit.

Paul.
- Yes?

Are you OK?
- I'm OK, I'm OK.

Wolfs has gone.

Either to Salamander
or to the bank. He's armed.

Bloody hell.
- Come on.

Salamander first.
That's on the way to Jonkhere.

Take this bag.
- OK.

You go upstairs.
- OK.

Mr Jonkhere can see you.
If you could wait just a few minutes.

Thank you.

Carl!

Bloody hell.

What is it you want?

First you rob my bank,
now you've come to insult me too.

I've come to settle a score with you.

Come on, don't be stupid.
I've never seen you before.

Oh yes, you have.
We met in 1952, at Christmas.

At the orphanage I was in at the time,
in Roosdal.

Remember?

You gave me a miniature toy car.

It broke after two days.

I was in the orphanage because
your father had murdered mine.

I don't remember it.

And even if it were true,

that wasn't me.

That was my father.

I never did like the guy.

What are you doing here, anyway?

I'm going to immerse you
in your own filth up to your neck.

Then you can apologise. And then
you can carry on with your life.

Sorry, but I'm calling the police.

I'm going to tell you something.

Everything you can see here

and, in particular, everything you
can't see, your power, your influence,

the respect shown you by everyone from
the highest echelons of society,

all that has been built on
my father's blood.

And you know that.
You've always known that.

But you've kept silent about it.

You take. You take advantage.
You suck people dry.

Well, I'm finally going to
avenge my father.

Unless you say you're sorry.

You're truly sorry.

And then I'll let you live.

And if I don't say anything?

Because I'm not going to.

As you wish.

PARLIAMENT
PRIVATE PROPERTY

SIX MONTHS LATER

Patrick De Jonghe is not only
our youngest-ever candidate member,

he's also the youngest commissioner
with Brussels Police.

We're counting on you, Pat.

Sit down.

Friends,

we have a turbulent period behind us.

In the war we've just fought we...

lost some soldiers.

But here we are again.

For now there's only a few of us,
but our idealism is greater than ever.

We will fight for this country's future.
For the citizen who believes in power

and not in a feeble democracy
where everyone has a say. That's weak.

He who is weak
is subject to the laws of nature.

We...

are on the side of
the decision makers,

the strong

and the future winners.