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(SEAGULLS CAW)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(MUSIC DARKENS)

(PLAYS CELLO SOLO)

(ORCHESTRA ACCOMPANIES SOLOIST)

(SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC FADES)

(PORTENTOUS MUSIC)

(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PHONE CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICK)

(ORCHESTRA CONCLUDES PIECE)

(CROWD HUBBUB)
WOMAN: There she is.

(RAPTUROUS CHEERING)

(PORTENTOUS STRING MUSIC)

(SHRIEKS)

(SCREAMS) (DARK MUSIC)

(CHEMICAL SIZZLES)

(THEME MUSIC)

(PEACEFUL BIRDSONG)

PIET: Yeah, I'll get a latte.

Extra hot, split quarter shots,

no foam, with whipped,
touch of vanilla syrup

and three sprinkles
of cinnamon, please.

Mm-hm. And I'll get an espresso.

Sure. (MILK WAND HISSES)

Here you go. Cheers,
Dave. Thank you.

Enjoy. Thanks.

CUSTOMER: Hello,
mate. Can I get...

LENA: Guess what. What?

My meeting just got cancel led.

Great. Got the day off.

Wanna do something? Like what?

Well, we could go to a
museum or take in a movie?

Meh. Meh.

Or we've got our bikes.

Got the bikes. We
could get out of town.

What, out of Amsterdam?

Yes, I know, it's a
scary thought, isn't it?

But people do get out
of Amsterdam, Piet.

Yeah, let's take a train and
go to, I don't know, Haarlem?

Utrecht?

(EXHALES)

Maybe not.

Maybe you've got other
things on. I know.

What about... Paris?

Three hours there,
can eat, wander.

All the rest.

Come back first
thing in the morning?

(PHONE RINGS)

Van der Valk.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(FERRY HORN BLOWS)

Look lively. Briefing.

BRAD: This is my lively.

Fleur Mas. Acid attack victim.

Died overnight. Now a
murder investigation.

Let's move it. What?

I did try to warn you.

I want witnesses,
CCTV, phone footage.

She was attacked in the
foyer of a concert hall.

Who saw it happen?

Oi! Eyes up, mate. Sorry, sorry.

What are you doing here? What
you been ignoring me for?

You can't come here.

Wouldn't have to if you
picked up your phone.

Tech have accessed
Fleur Mas's phone.

Last call made at the top
of the Amsterdam Tower.

OK, we need security footage.

It's already requested,
but I will chase it up.

Should be with us any minute.

There's nothing on her
call list or text messages

to ring any alarm bells so far.

What you got?

Ham and cheese
croissant. And...?

Oh, Fleur Mas, yeah.

Um, 23.

Used to rent at Overhoeksplein,
moved out a while back.

Plays one of them upright violin
thingies for a posh orchestra.

A cello, Brad. It's
a cello. Right, yeah.

Um, Dahlman says she'll
inform the parents.

They live in the south.
They're farmers, apparently.

Yeah, she's something
of a child prodigy.

International concerts,

private audiences for
the great and the good.

Quite a talent.

Have we got phone
footage at the scene?

Yeah. Nothing useful, though.

It's on here.

Eyewitnesses at the scene

said that the killer
was hoodied up.

Medium build.

Wearing black
sweatpants and trainers.

Do we think the intention
was to kill or just maim?

Jealous ex, I reckon.

Let's not jump to conclusions.

Well, it's the only
exercise I'm good at

jumping to conclusions.

Right.

I wanna know everything
we've got on the victim.

I wanna know partners, past
and present, any gossip.

Get down to the concert
hall, do some digging.

You're gonna want to see this.

Security footage from
the Amsterdam Tower.

That's Arjan. Who?

Arjan Hersi.

Journalist. Hacker.

Thorn in the side
of organised crime.

Keeps a low profile as a result.

What's a classical
musician doing with him?

I'm late, really late. I know.

I hate being late. I hate
it when people are late.

It's rude and it's
disrespectful and...

I'm sorry. I got caught up.

Don't worry about it. Fleur
Mas. 'Mozart' will fill you in.

I'll be early tomorrow. I bet
you were even born premature.

I was actually. Three weeks.

(SEAGULL CAWS)

Ever get tired of
being on your own?

Who says I am?

Where did that come from anyway?

I don't know. Just been thinking
about me and Lena, you know.

You're taking up karate?

No, you know, sort of...

Oh, my God. Are we
talking next level here?

No. Maybe.

Wow! Bad idea, right?

Hell, no.

Although you might
wanna think about

losing those arm gestures
when you talk to her.

Lose this. Yeah.

Just saying.

Arjan. It's me. I
know you're in there.

How?

I can smell burnt toast.

(KEYS JANGLE, LATCHES DISENGAGE)

Got enough locks there, Arjan?

Probably not.

I know we know each other
well, but underpants? Really?

Yeah, well, sorry, I
was writing an article.

Anything interesting?

Next time can we
meet somewhere else?

'Cause I really don't want to
advertise your visits, thanks.

Does the name Fleur Mas
mean anything to you?

No. Never met him,
her, it, anything.

Funny that.

'Cause you met her yesterday
on the top of Amsterdam Tower.

What do you want to
know? She's dead.

Acid attack. It's
unlike you to lie to me.

Well, I have to keep my
confidences. No, you don't.

Well, yeah, sorry, but I do.

Why was Fleur Mas
confiding in you?

Criminal underworld infiltrates
classical music orchestra.

It's not your typical
area of concern.

An award-winning cellist.
What else was she involved in?

It must be serious
'cause you look worried.

Well, I have every reason
to be worried and so do you.

Alright.

Keep me in the loop, yeah?

You know where I
am. One step ahead.

Don't be worried
about me, alright?

Oh, but I do worry. I'm
a natural-born worrier.

Usually to my cost.

(DOOR CLOSES)

You let him off lightly.

He wasn't about to talk.

Which we know because...?

You're lucky he
was wearing a top.

His back looks like a road map.

Scars inflicted by a drug dealer

who wanted to know what
intelligence Arjan had on him.

He didn't talk. Spent
three weeks in hospital.

Besides, he told us
everything we need to know.

(DARK MUSIC)

(PHONE CHIMES)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(ORCHESTRA PLAYS
MELANCHOLY PIECE)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Christian Timmerman,
artistic director.

We need to talk to
you about Fleur Mas.

Brad, isn't it?
Depends who's, uh, a...

Yes.

It is. And you are?

Femke de Haan.

Femke's our guest conductor and
she really shouldn't be here today.

How else are we going to get
Carol up to speed with two days?

Two days before... The
Concert on the Canal.

We do it every year.

We, uh, have an
address for Fleur

but gather she moved
out a while back.

Do either of you happen to
know where she was living?

With me.

I see, and how well did
you know each other?

Well.

Very well.

Do you know anyone that
might want to harm her?

She was being stalked.

She reported it repeatedly.

Each time she got a polite
"We're looking into it".

We didn't know.

That would have been a
different department to us.

We're listening now.

Bit late, don't you think?

If you'll excuse me.

Did you know about
the stalking? Yes.

Fleur was very frightened.

We tightened security in
and around the concert hall,

but... maybe it wasn't enough.

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(WOMAN BREATHES SHAKILY)

(SCREAMS)

(CLASSICAL PIANO MUSIC PLAYS)

Hey.

I know, on superficial analysis,

I may come across as
purely a jazz junkie,

but it's all the same, really.

Same notes, same feelings.

Just in different combinations.

(PIET TOSSES CD ON DESK)

This is her playing now.

So what actually killed her?

Hypoxia

due to acute
chemical pneumonitis.

She aspirated, or breathed
in, enough of the acid

into her lungs and airways

to cause severe, irreversible,
soft tissue damage.

Couldn't breathe. Exactly.

Despite the artificial
ventilation and everything else

they tried in the
hospital overnight.

Broken glass at the scene's
got a partial print on it,

but useless on its own.

Would the attacker have
known for sure it would kill?

No, but he or she
would have known

they were gonna do
life-changing damage.

That's risky in public.
Maybe it was deliberate.

A statement.

What have you got?

Quite a lot, actually.

Fleur Mas was being stalked and
she reported it, apparently.

OK, well, let's check
and prioritise that.

Also, the concert she
was about to give,

it's an annual
thing for charity.

Ah, yes, this year
it's Say No to Silence,

a really excellent
charity that raises money

for women that have been
victims of sexual assault.

Might be relevant.

So what do we know
about her private life?

That she was dating the guest
conductor, uh, Femke de Haan.

Femke.

Oh, God. That Femke. You
mean the Femke that...

I'm sorry. Who's Femke?

She's my ex.

Hey, can you get me security
footage in the car park

between 8:45 and 9:00
this morning, please?

Thank you.

How you doing?

Love and pain. Always
go hand in hand, right?

Just need to focus
on work. Good.

Hmm.

Go on.

Ah, Femke de Haan,
she's, um, 36 years old.

Yeah, could have told you that.

Trailblazing talent.

First female ever invited
to be guest conductor here.

And the artistic director,
um, thinks, although...

I mean, he could be wrong
but, I mean... (SCOFFS) He...

The point, Brad?

He thinks that Fleur and Femke

started seeing each other

a while ago.

Anything else?
I've got something.

Fleur Mas had the
world at her feet

but also controversially was
acquainted with Stefan Bodecker.

Ooh, even I know him.

Used to own the coveted
members club, the Zecker,

where he would
groom underage girls

before forcing them to have sex
with the great and the good.

Allegedly.

Politicians. Royalty.
The rich and famous.

Well, denies it all. There's
no concrete evidence.

There's a lot of legal
threats to silence people.

He's currently out of the
country avoiding arrest

on suspicion of pretty
much everything.

No to Silence. It's about
sexual abuse, right?

Yes.

Set up two years ago
to encourage women

who have been victims of
sexual assault to go public,

launched by a Hester Gill.

We have an address for her in a
rooftop apartment in Plantage.

Possession. Low-level dealing.
Assaulting a police officer. OK.

I'll speak with her.

So let me get this right.

Our victim Fleur was about to
do a concert for these guys

but she was in bed with, um...

Well, not necessarily
in bed with.

Well, alright. Maybe
in bed with Bodecker.

She was also being stalked.

Which we haven't found
on our systems yet.

And now she's dead.

Alright, let's see what
Arjan's got to say.

He's not gonna say it
over the phone, is he?

Doesn't have to. He cuts the
call if I'm on the money.

(OUTGOING CALL RINGS)

ARJAN: What now?

Hey. Fleur Mas's death -
connected to Stefan Bodecker?

(CALL TERMINATES)

Find out where Bodecker
is. Yeah, I'm on it.

What about the Zecker Club?

Uh, yeah.

Isn't it now a dead-trendy
supper club called Maya?

It is indeed. Owned by former
Zecker Club employee Anouk Prinsens.

Great. I'll talk to her. See
if she ever came across Fleur.

You don't wanna speak
with Femke? No. Do you?

No. She never liked me.

That's true.

Alright. You can talk to her.

I'll just irritate
her. That's fine by me.

And me.

(SIGHS)

(ORCHESTRA PLAYS
MELANCHOLY PIECE)

BRAD: Nice pictures.

No, no, no, no.

Don't be shy.

What are you
looking at them for?

I mean, it's odd, don't you
think? You storing photographs.

Especially since Fleur
Mas had a stalker.

Are you accusing me? We are.

It's our job.

If you must know, I had
a soft spot for Fleur.

I'm not afraid to admit it.

Even though she was going
out with Femke there.

The heart does what
the heart does.

Right.

(CAROL PLAYS DISCORDANT NOTE)

Sorry. Can I have
a moment? Thanks.

The cellist, what was her
relationship like with Fleur?

She's benefiting from
her absence, right?

Well, to be honest, I think
this is her idea of a nightmare.

She didn't throw the acid,
if that's what you mean.

How can you be sure?

'Cause I was with her at
the concert and afterwards.

Just because you didn't
witness the incident

doesn't necessarily mean you
didn't have a hand in it.

If you'll excuse me.

CHRISTIAN: You'll be fine.

Femke. You recognise me now.

Yeah.

Can I ask, Stefan Bodecker
- do you know him?

From the news, yeah.

What's he got to do with Fleur?

Fleur used to play concerts
for him when she was younger.

Did you know that?

Did she ever mention him?

We didn't talk about the past.

One last thing - your
boss, Mr Timmerman,

he liked Fleur a lot, right?

Enough to stalk her?

You tell me.

CHRISTIAN: OK, good luck.

(SEAGULL CAWS)

(PHONE BUZZES)

(VIDEO PLAYS INAUDIBLY)

Our usual haunt.
Couldn't be more public.

Well, that's the whole point.

(PIET CLEARS THROAT)

And I wanted to tell you about
the Battle of Schooneveld.

The what?

The Battle of Schooneveld.
The first one, not the sec...

Well, actually either.
Do you know them?

Not overly. Well,
you might some day.

That's why you wanted to meet?

Pretty much, yeah.

Well, seeing as we're here
- stop me if I go off-piste

we're thinking an underage
Fleur Mas was groomed,

sexually abused by
Bodecker and circulated.

Was she gonna go
public about Bodecker?

Or...

The powerful people
he procured her for?

So she was silenced very publicly,
presumably as a warning to others.

Hester Gill maybe.

Where do you fit in?

Who says I did?

Come on.

I've never seen
you this nervous.

These women come to you with their
stories or did you go to them?

Tell me.

Look, Piet, I like you
and I really trust you.

But it took me years
to gain their trust

and part of the negotiation

was that I wouldn't share
anything with anyone

until I shared with the world

and see that justice
gets done pretty fast.

Why fast?

No. Better run.

Battles to fight.

And, Piet, happy birthday.

(INTRIGUING MUSIC)

Where can I find Anouk?

Upstairs. Thanks.

No, they've cancel led.
Ah, OK... (BOTTLES CLINK)

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)
(CONVERSATION CONTINUES FAINTLY)

This about Fleur?

I saw it on the news.

Did you know her well?

Not that well, to be honest.

People booked her for
private performances.

We had some here.

Her talent, even back then,
was... was incredible.

Just performances?

I don't know.

What was Fleur like?

She must have
been, what, 15, 16?

Shy.

Innocent.

Not used to the big city.

Did she have a chaperone or
did Bodecker take care of that?

Did you know what was going on
behind the scenes generally?

No. To my eternal shame. I
didn't know anything about it.

You really didn't
have any idea at all?

Hindsight is an amazing thing.

I mean, I saw things.

Moments, really, that should
have made me think but didn't.

You don't always put
two and two together.

As a woman, I have
to live with that.

Recline and dine, right?

How come you took
over this place?

When it all blew up in Bodecker's
face, he had to get rid of it fast.

And cheap.

I'd just come out of a divorce
that was messy but... lucrative.

So when did you last have
contact with Bodecker?

When the deal went through.
Uh, over a year ago now.

We were never friends.

Bodecker doesn't do
friendships with women.

Especially not strong ones.

(DRILL BUZZES)
(LOUD THUD NEARBY)

PIET: Oh, great.

(GASPS)

Acid.

You want some?

That's OK.

I'll pass.

Is your apartment normally
that messy or you had visitors?

What's it to you?

I'm not sure yet.

Commissaris Van der Valk. I'm
investigating the death of Fleur Mas.

(SCOFFS) Like hell you are.

Police are all bastards.

I thought, given that you started
No to Silence, you might wanna talk.

Help me find out what
happened to Fleur Mas.

Maybe I'm wasting my time.

I didn't have you down
as the silent type.

Are you baiting me?

'Cause I don't like that.

I talk when I'm good and ready,

not when some policeman, or
any man, gives me permission.

There's a worm in the bottle. They
don't tend to like acid but...

Well, they love tequila.

Smart-ass.

Get out.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(HORN BLOWS)

LUCIENNE: When do you
have time to read a book?

It's a gift from Arjan.

Right, how we doing?

Stefan Bodecker - the stuff he
was accused of and the scale.

We've got procurement, trafficking,
coercion, grooming, rape.

The list goes on and on. And as for
the age of some of the victims...

BRAD: Nothing comes even close.

Do we know where he is?

Word is he's on this super yacht
owned by a Russian oligarch

in neutral waters somewhere
in the Mediterranean.

Any associates?

Ivo de Witt, right-hand man.

Fixer. Schmoozer.

Black belt.

Last heard of in
Jakarta, Indonesia.

And Quinten Arkes.

Pretty boy. Rumoured to go
into clubs and pick up girls.

We've got a number for
him and an address.

Somewhere in industrial
area Oud-Zuid.

Right, you two, pay him
a visit. Anouk Prinsens?

Checks out. Married and lucratively
divorced a record producer.

Took over the club
about a year ago.

What about Femke?

She didn't know anything
about Bodecker and Fleur.

But guess who does have a lot of
images of Fleur on his laptop.

Artistic director
Christian Timmerman.

Tech are on it as we speak.

We also double-checked Fleur
Mas's stalking complaint

and, well, there
doesn't seem to be one.

Maybe she told Femke she
reported it but didn't.

Couldn't face it

or didn't have the confidence
in us to do anything about it.

Yeah. Well, Hester Gill
wasn't a fan either.

Bodecker. Ever marry?

He doesn't really strike
me as the marrying type.

This yacht...

We need to know if he's on it.

Ah, just talking
about your case.

A link to Bodecker's activities.

Yeah, well, Fleur Mas's
parents didn't think so.

They were very defensive
when I asked them about him.

A loyal family friend.

They won't hear a
word said against him.

Well, that would mean acknowledging
they handed their daughter over

to a suspected paedophile.

Indeed. Denial is
a powerful thing.

How can we help?

Bodecker is meant to
be on this super yacht

somewhere in the Mediterranean.

Be good to check.

Well, he won't come back here, will
he? He'll be arrested on sight.

But not if he has powerful
people to protect him.

I'll contact Interpol.

Do you want them to board
the yacht? Rattle his cage?

It's fine by me if they do.

I just need to
know if he's there.

Just leave it with me.

We need to be clever.

If Bodecker's got
friends in high places,

they'll take some excuse
to take the case off us

and hand it over to
the secret service

in the interests of
national security.

Then we'll never bring
down the bastard.

If we can find
him, we'll get him.

Oh, and Piet. I have
three daughters.

Anything you do to nail
Bodecker is fine by me.

(SOFTLY) Yeah. (DOOR SLAMS)

OK.

(TURNS DOOR HANDLE, KNOCKS)

(TV PLAYS NEARBY)

MAN ON TV: So what we're gonna
do is put them down here,

then we're gonna chop them up.

The question is, how do you
like them - diced or sliced?

Winged or stuffed?

(MAN ON TV CONTINUES
INDISTINCTLY)

Oh, God.

(LOUD CLANG)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

BRAD: Police!

Oi! Come here!

Drop it.

What were you planning
on doing with that, eh?

That's a Kretek, right?

Smoke them a lot in Jakarta,
where Ivo de Witt is?

Or maybe was.

We heard you was friends
with him and Bodecker.

I'm not saying anything.

You wanna check on her?
She seems pretty out of it.

Sure.

Are you out of it as well? No.

(PANTS) I don't know
anything about Bodecker.

You used to.

Look, where can we find De Witt?

Pay you a visit, did
he? Clearly scared you.

Why?

Sorry to interrupt.
She's having a fit.

What do you mean? She's
having a fit. Paramedics?

Paramedics, please.
Not so fast. Me first.

De Witt. Where? Huh?

I'm serious. De
Witt. I don't know.

Seriously, Lucienne, she's
not looking good in here.

The blood's all
drained from her face.

Please... Address!

Now! OK.

OK. He's at the bar. Waterkant.

That's where he does his stuff.
And what does he want with you?

I don't know. He's searching for
some muscle and I told him no.

Please. Yeah, go.

She's dead! You guys killed her!

You guys are just like them.

She's alright. She's
just fast asleep.

I was, uh... pulling your leg.

(WOMAN MOANS SOFTLY)

What's her name?

Ella.

Ella.

Is she one of Bodecker's?
That's why she's like this.

I got her out, you know?

I hate what they did to her.

Help us, then.

They'd kill me.

You OK?

De Witt hangs out at Waterkant.

(GLASSWARE CLINKS)
(PATRONS CHAT INAUDIBLY)

(PHONE RINGS)

Yeah?

(CHAIR SCRAPES)

IVO: See you tonight.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILDS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DRAMATIC PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

(ENGINE ROARS, TYRES SCREECH)

(GROANS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(GROANS)

Back off.

You're out of your depth.

(SIGHS)

LUCIENNE: Are you
OK? What happened?

(SIGHS) De Witt.

He did a runner.

He did a job on you as
well by the look of it.

I nearly had him.

Well...

Well, maybe you'll
get another go.

I checked with local landlords.
He lives round the corner.

If you'd just waited, I
could saved you a beating.

(SPITS) More importantly,
he knew we were onto him.

Someone warned him.

There's De Witt's.

I'm not about to shoulder
that. Over to you.

(PICKS LOCK)

Are you coming or what?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Bodecker and friends.

Grooms girls here. Flies
them to the mansion.

Let's get Forensics down here.

Have this place watched 24/7.

OK.

(PHONE RINGS)

Yep?

Got it.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Any news?

Dahlman called.

Interpol can't confirm if
Bodecker's on that yacht.

Hester Gill might be next.

She didn't take to me.

Maybe you can build
a bridge with her.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Hello. Hester?

It's Inspector Has
sell. Are you in there?

We want to help.

I promise.

I'm here to help.

(SWITCHES OFF ENGINE)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Oh, you. On your own?

Drink?

No, thanks.

It's a nice place.
Belongs to my family.

Fleur and I wanted to
get out of the city.

Somewhere no-one could find us.

How did you? Timmerman.

Who else knows you're here?

No-one. That was the point. Not
that it mattered in the end.

You found Fleur's killer yet?

We're working on it.

Ivo de Witt.

You recognise him? We think
he had links to Bodecker.

Why?

She did some concerts for him.

She did concerts
for loads of people.

Fleur would have told
me if anything...

Would she, though?
We didn't do secrets.

You started going out with her
before you finished with Lucienne.

That was a secret.

Lucienne know you're here?
Would it matter if she did?

No. You wanna talk to her?

No.

No, her neither.

Just be careful, yeah?

(PIET OPENS DOOR)

Penny for them?

Not worth that
much, to be honest.

(BRAD SIGHS)

Timmerman checks out.

Apparently his computer
is swimming with emails

desperate to improve
security to protect Fleur.

Well, there's no sign
of De Witt or Bodecker.

They could be anywhere.

And Bodecker's grooming
and trafficking empire's

still running, right, even
if he's out of the country?

If rumours are true, he's
running an international network.

Why stop? Powerful people never
think they're gonna get caught.

That's how I left
the priesthood.

I spoke out. They silenced me.

Get the man a beer.

My pleasure. (PHONE CHIMES)

Um...

I've... I've gotta go.

Is that OK? Sure.

It's just you and me, kid.

Just you and me.

And me. (LAUGHS)

(THOUGHTFUL MUSIC)

Oi. (FRANK EXCLAIMS)

Anouk Prinsens told you she had
no contact with Bodecker, right?

Yeah, not since she
took over his venue.

She lied.

According to this,

she's had contact with him hundreds
of times over the last year

via her computer.

Nice one.

Ha! Who needs Job
when you got me, eh?

(PHONE BUZZES)

(DOOR CLOSES) (SNIFFS)

I got you some money.

I don't want your money
anymore. Yeah, you do.

Is the casino not paying
or... are you in debt again?

What are you - my
mum? In effect.

Is the casino on a level?

(SCOFFS)

Meaning what?

Meaning... has anyone
ever propositioned you to

to do anything else?

No.

I just want you to be careful.

It's the 21st century.

I stand behind a table and deal.

I don't sit in a window and I do
not need you looking out for me.

I love you, Elisha.

And we'll get through this.

We always do.

So you keep saying.

Trust me.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

Close the door on your way out.

Or stay and watch
me do another line.

It's your apartment, after all.

SONG: ♪ Hey, yeah!

♪ Come together now

♪ Think of better days

♪ Good times never last

♪ It will be OK... ♪

Hi.

(SONG FADES) (DARK MUSIC)

(ARJAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(DARK MUSIC CONTINUES)

Hey. What can I get you?

Uh, sorry. Excuse me.
Does Job live here?

Who wants to know? Oh,
I met him at the gym.

We said we'd grab
a tea together.

You? At the gym?

Seriously?

Yeah, I know. You gotta
make the effort, ain't ya?

Anyway, he's showing
me the ropes. Is he in?

No.

Oh, sorry. It was a
messy split, was it?

What? He's my brother.

Oh. Jerk.

Who should I say called?
Jerk. Jerk's just fine.

ANOUK: How can I help?

Why did you lie to me earlier?

You said you'd had no contact with
Bodecker. In fact, you've had a lot.

Just business.

I thought I bought
this place for a steal.

It turns out he's played me.
I can't afford to sue him.

So I've no choice but to
be in contact with him.

You could have said that.

Yeah, well, nobody likes admitting
they've been made a fool of.

And given what he's
been accused of,

I don't want anyone knowing
I have any dealings with him.

Oh, looks like your
date's arrived.

He's not my type. Thanks.

Oh, maybe we'll get a
couple of beers, though.

Sure.

Everything OK?

Mm, give or take.

Arjan just left.

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

On the house.

(PHONE BUZZES)

On your feet, soldier.
Arjan wants to meet.

Now.

(MOANS)

(GROANS IN PAIN)

(PIET GROANS)

Are your ribs hurting you?

(PIET EXHALES)

Only when I laugh.

(GROANS)

(CLATTERING)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(DARK MUSIC)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

It's De Witt. Back exit.

Do you think he found
Arjan's evidence?

No, Arjan was way too
clever to leave it here,

way too brave to talk.

What was he doing at the club?

Don't know, but he
had words with Anouk,

who lied to us about not
being in touch with Bodecker.

Yeah, of course. Yeah.

Alright, good.
Well done. Thanks.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER
OVER POLICE RADIO)

I get the gist.

He was beaten up before
he was thrown off.

Alright, leave it with me.

Forensics have come through.

Stefan Bodecker's
prints are on record.

They're all over De Witt's
house. Doesn't exactly help.

We figured he'd been there
at some point over the years.

Try the last 24 hours, hm?

Yesterday's newspaper
was in the bin.

His prints were all over that.

Your man Bodecker's
back in town.

PIET: Search the place.

BRAD: What are we looking for?
You'll know when you find it.

(DANCE MUSIC THUDS,
GUESTS CHATTER)

You left in a hurry.
Is everything alright?

Forget the pleasantries. We need
you to come with us to the station.

What? Now? Yeah, right now.

LUCIENNE: I saw you having
an argument with Arjan.

Now he's dead.

What was that about?

Uh, he, um...

He came to warn me
that I was in danger.

(SIGHS) I did see things

years ago.

Arjan taped me telling
him everything I know.

So why not tell me that?

Because Arjan swore
us all to secrecy.

"Us"?

I was one of several
women - Fleur among them

who Arjan tracked down
and convinced to open up.

Hester Gill?

Alright, well, we'll send
someone round to her apartment.

What was Arjan's plan?

To get enough evidence to
bring down not just Bodecker,

but everyone else he serviced.

No-one was gonna be able
to take them on solo,

but together, with
Arjan's help, maybe.

What is the evidence?

I'm not sure, but two days ago,

Arjan finally hacked
into Bodecker's computer.

That's the real reason I'm
still in touch with Bodecker.

Arjan used my computer
to gain access to his.

And Bodecker knows he's
been hacked, right?

I think so. So why were
you angry with him?

Because I didn't think it was
safe for us to be seen together

and, clearly, I was right.

You know we can offer you
protection, a safe house.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) (GASPS)

(DOOR HANDLE RATTLES)

(LOUD KNOCK AT DOOR) (GASPS)

(LOUD THUMP AT DOOR)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)
(TENSE MUSIC BUILDS)

(WOOD CRACKS) (SCREAMS)

Anything at Maya?
Clean as a whistle.

OK, we're arranging a safe
house for Anouk Prinsens.

I want you to take her. Got it.

Arjan Hersi. No prizes for
guessing the cause of death.

Multiple injuries consistent
with a fall from a height.

Fractured spine, pelvis,
femurs, fat emboli in the lungs.

What? Is that relevant?
Yeah, I think so.

Globules of fat from
the bone marrow.

Gets in the bloodstream.

Circulate around the body
when the bone's broken.

Meaning?

Well, it means that
Arjan was still alive.

His heart was still pumping
when he went out the window,

when he hit the car.

And just for the record,
cigarette burns to the eyelids.

Nasty. (PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Yeah.

OK, OK, one thing at
a time. Where are you?

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

They got to Arjan, didn't
they? Did they kill him?

Yes, they did. Oh.

Oh! That means I'm next.

Are you sure this
place is safe? Yeah.

I gave what I had to Arjan
and destroyed everything else

on his advice.

Did Fleur? I'm not sure.

I know she kept a notebook.

We need Arjan's evidence.

Do you have any idea where
he might have hidden it?

No. That was the whole point.

Do you know Anouk
Prinsens? Not really.

She worked at the
Zecker after me.

They got me young.

Anyone else who might
have spoken to Arjan?

Or was it just you, Fleur and
Anouk? No, there were others.

Someone called Ella.
Yeah, we know of her.

But it was mainly me and Fleur.

It's alright. Almost there.

(TYRES SCREECH)

JOB: What is this? (BRAD SIGHS)

What about De Witt at Waterkant?

Do you know him?

Look at me.

Do you see me? I
mean, really see me?

Well, then you know that I
know every wall, every corner,

every inch of that house,

and of De Witt and of Bodecker.

How did you get out?

Best thing I ever did.

Some men like someone
that's damaged,

but for Bodecker, it
kind of went against

his, uh, veneer
of respectability.

It was a turn-off
for him and the rest.

For me, a constant reminder.

What's with these kids? (TUTS)

Oh, come on.

(TENSE MUSIC BUILDS)

Come on!

PIET: What did Arjan hack into?

Videotapes of the rich and
powerful with underage girls.

Bodecker filmed everything.
That was, uh, his insurance.

Imagine who you
think is involved.

Huh. Now go higher.

They'll silence you as well.

It's over.

You've come so far. I said I
was here for you and I meant it.

We'll protect you. We'll
take you to a safe place.

(SNORTS) Are you kidding
me? The streets are safer.

But, seriously, what
planet are you on?

All of us are targets.

They'll stop at nothing.

Neither will we.

I'm better on my own.

(UNBUCKLES SEATBELT)
What's going on here?

(PISTOL CLICKS)

One move from either
of you, she's dead.

MAN: You! Get out of the car!
Hands where I can see them.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Keys. Get the keys.

Come here. Whoa!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Take your hands off me! Shut up.

I told you to back off.
Maybe this time you will.

Let's go.

(TYRES SCREECH)

(TYRES SCREECH)

Argh!

They took Anouk. Brad and Job
were ambushed at gunpoint.

What? Are they OK? Yes,
they're OK, thankfully.

They must have been
followed from the station.

It sounds more
coordinated than that.

Someone intercepted like

like they knew the direction
we were heading in.

In the same way someone knew to
tip off De Witt we were onto him.

Is it someone in the station?

Maybe Fleur Mas did
report the stalking.

Maybe it just didn't get onto the
system because we didn't want it to.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(SHIP'S HORN HONKS)

Alright. Any word on Anouk?

LUCIENNE OVER PHONE:
No, there's nothing,

but we've got a whole
team searching for her.

Right, right.

Did you get any sleep at all?

I shouldn't have come,
not when you're so busy.

(SEAGULLS CAW IN DISTANCE)

You're right. I've got to try
and make life and work mix.

I just find it hard.

Actually, I've been thinking.

I think we should, um...

I don't know. I'm not very good
at this sort of thing, alright?

I don't seem to be
able to know how to say

what people... say.

Should I say it for
you? That'd be great.

You're finishing
it, right? Exactly.

What? No, no, no. No,
no, no, the opposite.

I think we should

take it to the next level.

Which is what, exactly?

Well, I don't know.

I mean, I'm pretty rusty.

I don't know. Is there...
is there an app, maybe?

I mean, you know, it's
all that stuff, innit?

It's all the
commitment, exclusivity.

Get a dog? Trips to Paris.

Exactly, yeah, Paris.
Trips to Paris.

Well, I'm not sure.

I mean, I don't want
either of us to get hurt.

Right? You know,
just keep it light.

Yeah, I mean, lightly.

Yeah. Light is fine
too. You know me.

As light as a feather.

Don't get me wrong

I could fall.

I could really... fall

and, uh, we're so different.

And there's a lot we don't
know about each other and...

Well, we're total
opposites, really.

But opposites can attract.

I'm getting married, Piet.

(DARK MUSIC)

Are you?

Maybe I should go.

Yeah, maybe you should.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

WOMAN: Hi.

Take it you weren't just
passing. I'm sorry about Fleur.

She was clearly very special.

Why are you here? To
warn you to be vigilant.

I mean, I figured Piet did too,

but I... guess you'd ignore
him and do the opposite.

But listen to you? There's
always a first time.

You could have rung.

I deleted your number.

Apparently, Fleur kept a notebook.
Does that mean anything to you?

Um, I know she had bad
experiences with men,

but she didn't want
to talk about them.

There were nightmares
and flashbacks.

Sometimes she'd lash out
at me when we were...

She was vulnerable
and I felt protective.

She needed me.

I'm sorry for any
hurt I've caused,

but you're strong.

Be nice to be weak for a change.

Pepper spray?

You romantic!

Just in case.

Vehicles from last night

not registered and
CCTV's given us nothing.

Anouk's phone disabled
and untraceable.

This lot really know
what they're doing.

And they're succeeding.

Fleur Mas and Arjan, both dead.
Anouk Prinsens, probably dead too.

They're erasing every trace.

Why would Bodecker come back,
though, right? He's a wanted man.

Why didn't he just get his
heavies to do everything for him?

Well, maybe he panicked.

Maybe what Arjan
has is too explosive

or maybe it's something else.

Yeah.

We bothering you?
Arjan gave me this.

It's about a battle in
the Franco-Dutch War.

The French can't be
behind this, can they?

Why would Arjan do that?

He also mentioned something about
the first battle and not the second.

So, it's like a clue,
then, right? I reckon so.

To what? Finding the
evidence he's got.

Yes!

That's it. Mm-hm?

He's found something that no-one
else would understand but you

and he's confident that only you
will know what he's talking about.

It's... (CHUCKLES)

It's brilliant. Yes.

Genius. Well?

No pressure.

None felt, because I
have a secret weapon.

You.

OK, it was a sea battle in 1673

between the allied
Anglo-French fleet

commanded by Prince
Rupert of the Rhine.

(SNORTS) Prince Rupert of the
Rhine. You're making that up.

No, I'm not. Was Arjan into
history? Not that I know of.

And you're sure he
said the first battle?

The first battle and not
the second? To begin with.

Then he said, "Either,
really." It didn't matter.

Huh!

You heard from Hester Gill? No.

Oh, I forgot. Dahlman
wants to see you.

Mm.

(GROANS SOFTLY)

DAHLMAN: We've got a problem.

I was asked to close
the investigation

and hand it over to
the secret service.

Right. Protecting paedophiles being
a matter of national security.

Yeah, so it would seem.

Don't even think of
asking me to stop.

Arjan Hersi's a friend of mine.

I don't have many. I've
got one, maybe two.

I don't mind being beaten up,

but I'm not having someone putting
guns to the heads of my team.

Piet, I said I was asked.
I didn't say we would.

Keep going. Just be careful.

Hard rehearsal? Carol doing OK?

We'll get there. Ticket sales?

Oh, through the roof.

Fleur's death has generated
a lot of publicity.

Are you OK? You look exhausted.

Do you want me to get you
a car? No, I'll be fine.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Any leads on the whereabouts
of Arjan Hersi's evidence?

No.

Just keep Julia in the loop.

(DOOR OPENS) (SCOFFS SOFTLY)

(DOOR CLOSES) You're slipping.

That's way too quick to say you've
no leads on Arjan's evidence.

What have you got?

How do I know I can trust you?

I've got a cryptic clue from
Arjan. We're working on it.

But I'm wary.
There's prying eyes.

Work somewhere else, then.

God knows you do the
rest of the time.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(CHRISTIAN CHOKES)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(INTRIGUING MUSIC)

They got to Timmerman. He's
in hospital, unconscious.

What would they want with
him? What does he know?

He knows where Femke
lives. Let's go.

(GLASS SHATTERS) (GASPS)

(PHONE BUZZES)

She's not answering
her phone. Floor it!

It is floored. She can
handle herself, right?

Yeah, more than you. I
gave her some pepper spray.

What, you call this flooring it?

(TYRES SCREECH)

Argh!

(SPRAY HISSES) (YELLS)

(GUNSHOTS BLAST)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WOOD CREAKS)

(WOOD CREAKS)

(WHISPERS) Hi.

Anything? No-one.

Any ideas? Yeah, there's
a place we used to go.

(GRUNTS, GROANS)

(SPLUTTERS) Where's
the notebook?

Back in the fields.

Aargh!

Where in the fields?
Where you won't find it!

Wanna bet?

You chose the wrong
place to hide.

I don't think so.

Hey. How you doing?

Over there.

Hey, do me a favour. Reach
for that gun of yours, OK?

Lucienne... What?
Not so brave, are we?

I wouldn't reach my gun in time.

Well, how about we
even things up a bit?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS)

(SCREAMS)

(YELLS, GROANS)

What? Pulled a gun on me.

(DE WITT PANTS, GROANS)

(PANTS, GROANS)

Bring me to the hospital.

Tell us where Bodecker is
and we might go a bit faster.

Where's he staying?
Where's he hiding out?

You want me to do
that other knee?

Easy.

She always like this?

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

We should have brought a picnic.

I want to know exactly
what happened to De Witt.

Well, um, we took him to
the hospital and he's fine.

I'll call you back.

The secret service
are all over us.

Ahoy.

I'm no good with
boats. I get seasick.

Even if I do that horizon thing,
it's about the middle ear balance.

Ooh, we might have something
on Bodecker, though.

He was never married,

but he was in a long-standing
relationship with, uh

Maya Hagelin.

'Maya' like the club?

It's coincidence, right?

Thanks for calling me
back. We got De Witt.

He's been hospitalised and
he's under armed guard.

What have you got?

Why would Anouk Prinsens name her
club after Bodecker's partner?

HENDRIK: Aye!

Listen, Piet, all your
cutlery's blunt as hell, mate.

You're not doing an autopsy
down there, are you?

Pea and celery soup.

I thought people might
need some nourishment.

Yeah, well, we've
got work to do.

I didn't know you'd
knocked off for the day.

I got everything done
that I needed to,

including a very
successful VMD session.

That's vacuum metal
deposition to you.

See, you get zinc and
gold. Right, Hendrik...

It's a way of getting
fingerprints off fabric,

so off your shirt from your
altercation with De Witt

and off Arjan's from his.

We already know it was
De Witt that hit me.

Yes, I appreciate that.
God! "Me, me, me, me, me."

But what you DON'T know
is that it's also a match

for the fragment found on the
smashed glass the acid was in.

So, we can confirm he committed
the acid attack against Fleur Mas.

And killed Arjan. Thank you!

More importantly, what do
people feel about celeriac?

Yeah.

Do I need to be worried that
you're gonna shoot someone else?

Maybe. Time will tell.

That's not really the
answer I was looking for.

Anything in that
notebook? Yeah, plenty.

Fleur might have been
able to bury her trauma,

but she clearly
couldn't let it go.

Quinten Arkes got in touch.

His partner, Ella, says there's
another property that Bodecker uses.

It's not De Witt's. It's
on the Keizersgracht.

Let's get down there.

Oi! What about this soup?

Keep it warm. Huh!

(CHURCH BELLS PEAL)

LUCIENNE: How do we
want to play this?

I don't think we'll
want to just knock.

Right. You two stay here.
Wait for our signal.

We'll head round the back.
How's that gonna help?

These houses just back onto the
ones on the next canal along.

Yeah, I know the canals work.

Oh. Beautiful.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS)

Don't worry about it.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

We need access to your garden.

Thank you.

(CLOCK CHIMES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
CONTINUES) (BIRDS CHIRP)

No.

Three.

Three.

(GRUNTS)

Yeah.

(WHISPERS) Right.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Police! BRAD: Don't
move! Don't move.

Mr Bodecker. Sorry to
interrupt. You going somewhere?

One of his girls, are
you? I didn't think so.

You named the club
after your mum, right?

You're his daughter.

LUCIENNE: So, Arjan didn't
come to the club to warn you.

He came to threaten you.

I told you, I was on his
side. You were lying.

All that stuff about helping
Arjan hack - complete invention.

You just knew about all
that from Daddy, right?

This whole thing has been about
you protecting your father.

My father is innocent of all
the crimes he's been accused of.

(SNORTS) How do you figure that?

He's been framed.

Do you really believe that?

Forget he's your
father for a minute.

From one woman to another,

I'm asking you, speak out
for the women who can't.

What's it gonna take?

If my clubs were being
used to procure girls,

it was done without
my knowledge.

DAHLMAN: So, why
leave the country?

Because powerful people who were
involved needed a scapegoat.

Could you fetch me
a glass of water?

I'm an innocent man. And
I'm not a stupid woman.

We get that you're just
a cog in a bigger wheel.

You have footage of people
way more powerful than you

having sex with underage girls.

Correct?

And you think that's
going to protect you?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

LUCIENNE: Did they
abuse you too?

I didn't have you
down as somebody

who'd just stand by
and watch, as a woman,

unless you too
have been a victim.

And, like the other girls,

you were too scared to
go against Daddy's will.

Now, that's really got
to hurt, hasn't it?

Being groomed by
your own father.

What, did he tell you it was OK?

Did your mother know?

It's Maya Hagelin, right? I
mean, what happened to her?

You leave my mother out of this.

Well, maybe she knew.
Maybe she found out.

Or was she in denial?

Did she just refuse to
let herself admit it,

that her daughter was no
different to the rest?

Or maybe she was
a paedophile too.

She was not like them.

Is that an admission?

Do you truly believe that
members of the police department,

the judiciary, the government,

dignitaries,
celebrities, sportsmen,

presidents, maybe even royalty,

are capable of
such heinous acts?

And more. And we'll prove it.

Then I look forward to
seeing your evidence.

We have Fleur Mas's notebook.

It's just a paranoid
fantasy, isn't it?

LUCIENNE: I don't
believe in the afterlife,

but those that do say that
once their loved ones cross,

they know and see everything.

Your mum will know
everything that happened.

Imagine.

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

The question is, do you want
to help us bring them down

or are you just going to revert to
type and be Daddy's girl forever?

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

My father is an innocent man.

You know what I don't
get? Why you came back.

It's risky. Reckless, even.

So, come on, let us in.

You know you want to.

(SCOFFS)

Let's talk about Arjan, then.

I mean, he's like
a fly around crap.

You keep swatting him
away, he keeps coming back.

You know what he's
got and you panic.

You tell powerful people there's
a problem. They get jumpy.

No matter where you are, you
know they can still get to you,

kill you.

Unless you come back,
sort out the mess.

Eliminate the problem.
And rescue Anouk.

She's implicated in
the evidence, right?

That's the real reason
you came back - for her.

But how do you know they
won't kill you anyway?

Because if any of this was true

which it isn't, but if it was

perhaps I might have
measures in place

to protect me

so that if anything was to
happen to me or to Anouk,

anything from death down to
a modest custodial sentence

the truth will out
across the world.

So, you've got them over
a barrel. Them... and you.

This won't make
court, let alone jail.

What it will do is
make you unemployed.

Not if Arjan gave us information
that will lead us to his evidence.

But if he'd done that,
you'd have it by now.

No, whatever it was

that Arjan hacked into and stole

is lost to the world.

Shame.

A missed opportunity
to nail whoever it is

behind these
oh-so-terrible crimes.

JOB: I was thinking
about what Arjan said

about the first battle
and then the second battle

and then about it not mattering.

He said that just so you'd
remember it, and you did.

And it doesn't matter because
they're both in the same year

1673.

1-6-7-3. That's the message.

BRAD: But what is that?
Like a pin number or...?

HENDRIK: An address? A
postcode? Or a code to a safe?

Did he say anything else?
He wished me happy birthday.

Oh, um, happy birthday!
I'm sorry we missed it.

It wasn't.

(STAMMERS) Well, when
is your birthday?

I mean, I'm not asking because
I want to buy you a card,

but maybe it's relevant.

9 April. 9 April. So 0-9-0-4.

Aries. Headstrong.
Charming, apparently.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, well,
that's astronomy for you.

Astrology, Brad. Did Arjan
know when your birthday was?

Yeah, he did. I
met him on it once.

0-9-0-4... Where would
you normally meet him?

We had a cafe we met at.

This time, Arjan insisted on the
bike park at Centraal Station.

0-9-0-4-1-6-7-3...
He didn't say why.

He just said he wanted
somewhere as public as possible.

So, why not Dam Square or, you
know, Leidseplein, Museumplein?

1-6-7-3... A ferry
number or a bus.

Put together, could
be a bank account.

LUCIENNE: Yeah,
he's hidden evidence

in a bank account
in Centraal Station.

Stag do? Stag do.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I went on a stag night with
some mates. They were pretty messy.

We was dressed as
Vikings. That was it.

Yeah, it all got pretty hazy
after the woman with the cake

and the bloke with the
very strangely shaped...

The point, please, Brad.
Ah, yeah, sorry, no.

One of the stags joined us late
and he had a rucksack with him

and instead of taking
it around town with him,

we forced him to stash it in
the left luggage department

and you needed a code to get
in there, I seem to remember.

That's near the bike park.

(TENSE MUSIC)

0-9-0-4 or 1-6-7-3. Yeah, no
lockers start with a zero.

1-6-7-1.1-6-7... Here!

1-6-7-3.

Right, let's find out if Arjan's
left you a birthday present.

(KEYPAD BLEEPS)

(LOCK CLICKS)

(HENDRIK LAUGHS)

There you go! Get
him a life jacket!

(MAN PANTS)

MAN: Yeah! Yeah! (GRUNTS)

We've got them.

Have we? Yes.

We take copies of the material.

We take measures.

We act.

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

Hi, Lisa. Is your dad up?

Yeah, he is.

LUDLOW: Can you pass me
the marmalade and honey?

Dad?

Jan. Hey. Good news?

Yeah. Yeah, very.

You got a minute?

We found Arjan's evidence.

Excellent.

We're going to
give you 20 minutes

to leave your family with the
dignity you don't deserve,

the dignity you didn't
allow some of those girls.

Now, we've come to you first
'cause you're on the footage

often.

You need to lose weight
around the middle.

Prison diet should help,
especially 10, 20 years of it.

You can't speak to me like that.

Some of those women were
younger than your daughters.

He can speak to you
any way he likes.

And unlike Fleur Mas's
reports of being stalked,

we're not about to go away.

And before that head
starts thinking...

We've taken measures to ensure
that if anything happens to us,

the footage will be released

to every major media
outlet in the world.

It's Bodecker's
idea. And Arjan's.

BRAD: Oh!

Are you seeing Lena later?

No.

Next level not work out, then?

Everything alright?
Yeah. Yeah, fine.

Um, actually, no.

I've got something
I want to tell you

um, and it's the
reason I was late.

It's complicated,
but I have a sister

and let's just say we
have our differences.

I know. You do?

Well, were you gonna tell me?

I figured maybe it was private.

We all have our secrets, right?

Anyway, I just, um... I
just wanted you to know.

You know if it kicks off... Yeah,
I know. I-I-I need to share.

No.

If it kicks off, we're
all here for you.

OK?

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)

Should feel better
than this, right? Yes.

What's she doing there?

Bodecker!

(SCREAMS)

On your knees. On
the ground now.

(SCREAMS)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BOTH CONVERSE INDISTINCTLY)

WOMAN: Excuse me. Excuse me.

MAN: Sorry. Coming through.

Brave of you to go ahead.
Technically we're not.

We've been told we were cancel led
on account of Hester's actions.

We'll go ahead anyway.
It's a sellout.

I'm proud of you.

You gonna be OK?

Yeah. You know me.

Staying for the concert?

Yeah, we all are. Piet?

(ORCHESTRA PLAYS SOLEMN MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(BOY CRIES)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)

(UPLIFTING, MELODIC MUSIC)

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