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Brussels…

Good things happen here. Bad things, too.

Like in all big cities.

This is a shopping street.
All the shops are here.

Over there's the clubhouse.
They put on that play I was talking about.

Eva. Your name is Eva, right?
Over there, do you see it?

The best bar in Brussels.

Most people hang around Midi station.
But this is the place to be.

You hear that?

Brussels' anthem.

We're used to it.
I can't sleep if I don't hear sirens.

How was it? Did you get some good images?

There's nothing interesting to see here.
Let's go someplace else.

- Take it easy, we're going.
- Stop the camera.

- Easy, we're going.
- What are you filming?

Put the camera away.
Put it away. Stop filming.

Turn it off.

- Calm down.
- It's switched off. It's switched off.

Stay in the car. I'll talk to them.

Fuck. Look at their faces.
It's like Jurassic Park.

If they get in, we'll have a problem.

- Just stay calm, we'll be fine.
- Stay calm?

For all we know, this is a set-up.

- Right, Joerie?
- Are the doors locked, Eva?

- Who is that?
- Are the doors locked?

They're all locked.

- Eva, just… start the car and drive.
- Come on, do it.

- Get out of here.
- Don't be scared. It's cool.

- Whatever, dude.
- Don't let him in.

Eva, I'm not kidding,
just put your foot down and go.

He's trying to get in.

Hey. Goddamnit.

You're lucky I'm here.

Eva, what are you doing?

Ah, a Flemish guy.
Goeiedag. Alles goed? Godverdomme.

- You speak Dutch?
- What?

- Dutch?
- Are you crazy? What's the point of that?

- What are you doing here?
- We're filming a news report.

Hold on, hold on. You want to show
the neighborhoods as they really are?

Yes.

With Jean-Rachid as your guide?

Yes, last time--

He only appears
when there's a camera around.

- Could you do any better?
- What?

Why don't you show us
around the neighborhoods?

Okay. Deal.

That will be 100 euros.

- What?
- What?

Do you do it for free? Is it just a hobby?

So where are we going?

Riots in Molenbeek, Anderlecht,
Sint-Gillis. Brussels' hotspots.

Teenage immigrants arrested for theft.

Most criminals are from poor neighborhoods
mostly inhabited by immigrants.

- Moroccan youths.
- The suspect is of Moroccan extraction.

…carried out the stabbing.

A group of Moroccan youths
attacked a police car.

The perpetrator is thought to be a member
of a North African gang.

Teenage immigrants arrested for theft.

Witnesses report seeing
a man of foreign extraction.

Robberies.

Carjackings.

…of North African extraction.

The murder suspect probably has
North African roots.

Ten Muslim teenagers were arrested
for public violence this morning.

North African criminals smuggled drugs
via Belgium.

The drug dealers are
of foreign extraction.

- Most prisoners are immigrants.
- …higher number of foreigners in prison.

The man who carried out the stabbing
had light brown skin and ran off…

- …youths of Moroccan extraction.
- There were immigrant youths present.

Witnesses report seeing
a man of foreign extraction.

…several Moroccan youths threw stones
at police.

It is not clear what led to this.

This morning, ten Muslim teenagers
were arrested for public violence.

The greatest threat to our safety
is the increasing number of Muslim youths.

Water cannons were used
to disperse the violent crowd.

Ten Muslim youths were arrested
for robbery.

Schools and social workers
have no influence on the youths.

A number of teenage immigrants
threw Molotov cocktails.

- Cars were set on fire.
- More and more immigrant youths…

Immigrant youths take to the street
to express their anger.

- Hello, ladies. How was it?
- A jungle, man.

- Really?
- It was okay.

Okay? It got pretty tricky out there.

Our wannabe war reporter.

In a war you know the enemy.
This is infiltrating behind enemy lines.

Here or there, what's the difference?

It's different for you.
They never attack sound guys.

You'd be surprised just how many people
think this is a camera.

Next time we'll get you a helmet
and a bulletproof vest.

And put tape round it
and write "TV" on it.

Eva? Herman is waiting for you
in his office.

I know that.
Come on, Peter, you can't be serious.

We've hardly any budget as it is.

Yeah, that's what I told you.
I told you that.

How was it? Good?
Then we can air it later.

No, Peter, that budget was fixed. Yes.

- Why?
- Hold on a sec.

You've had a lot of time already.

- I'm trying to make it good.
- Yes, but you should be wrapping it up.

- Says who?
- We do, the channel.

I thought you were the channel?

Don't complain, okay?

Peter… What are you talking about?

Of course. The media game won't change.
Where did you get that idea?

I've just found an insider from the area
who wants to show us around.

You've got one week.

No, a budget is a budget. Okay?

My viewers demand quality
and quality costs money.

Hi, Eva. What's it like being
in those neighborhoods? A lot of sexism?

No, I'm not working on a story
about this news team.

Can it go on air later?

- I've got another week.
- What? How did you pull that off?

I know these kids,
they come here every day.

One day they buy from my shop,
the next day they smash the place up.

Move the car, immediately.

Hurry up or we'll have it towed away.

That's it, move along.
We haven't got all day.

- Hi guys, how are you doing?
- Alright.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

Good, you're all looking healthy.
You should all be in school.

- It's a holiday.
- A holiday? Which holiday?

Carnival, Easter, Valentine's Day?

- So arrest us.
- I'll call you mother, Hamid.

Jilali, I'll have coffee
with your sister later. Okay?

- Wait, wait.
- I don't want you playing truant again.

- Miss, you're awesome.
- Yes…

Why did you take part in the protest?

No one fucks with us.

Those Flemish…

- Not the police, not the skinheads.
- Those racists. Those bastards.

Maybe it's because of you.

Maybe it's because of you.

The media.
You're the ones screwing us over.

When do we make it onto the screen?
When riots occur, robberies…

No wonder we have a terrible image.

The situation is getting out of hand.

Maybe we should get rid of your boss.

And have one of us take his place.

That would change the situation,
and the way you see us.

- Did you get some good shots?
- Yes, absolutely.

- Can we be the first to see them?
- Sure, I'll give you a DVD.

Take some background shots
and be sure to record some sound.

Okay.

- Can I have a cigarette?
- It's my last one.

We can share it if you like.

- Here you are.
- Thanks.

You're welcome.

See this neighborhood?
Do you know what it was like 20 years ago?

- No.
- Exactly the same.

It was crap yesterday
and it is crap today.

And it will still be crap
in 20 years' time.

- Is there no one who can change it?
- You know… there are people who could.

- Who?
- We ourselves could.

Once we stop messing up,
we'll get down to it.

I'm going to tell you the story
Of a kid called Momo

At 12 he gets up early, bravo
Grown-ups surely respect him

Like him, though
There aren't many, you know

He starts rapping
And gradually slapping

What does he do with his life?
What's it like?

That is it, Momo is 18

He's not called "Momo"
But "delinquent," and "mean"

It's a shame that he
Who was such a sweet lad

Over time has become so bad

Sir, that's my seat.

Sir. That's my seat.

- Hey, sir.
- There are other seats.

That is my fucking seat.

- What's up with this guy?
- I don't know.

- Want me to get my gun out?
- Relax, what are you doing?

- There are cameras there.
- To hell with the cameras.

Sir, it's just a joke.
We're not stereotypes.

Wow, Lahbib… Check out that blonde.

Wow, what a chick.
I'm going to get her number.

- You, with that hair?
- Johnny Depp, brother.

Bonjour. Can I ask you a question?

Russia? Kalashnikov,
Molotov cocktail, Chernobyl… Right?

One more stop
and it would've been in the bag.

- Hi. Have you been here long?
- Yes, I've already ordered an aperitif.

Did you do something to your hair?

- I like it. It's nice.
- I went to the hairdresser for you.

Hamid, give me your best haircut.

You don't think I'm going to cut
your hair like Johnny Depp's?

Lahbib, you will still look like a retard.
Look at that ugly face in the mirror.

That's you, my friend.

Don't listen to them.
They are just jealous.

Samir, calm down.
It is not going to hurt. Come on.

- Where are you from?
- Iraq.

- What's his name?
- Samir.

Samir, look at me.

Are you afraid it will hurt?

Give me the trimmer.

You're right, that hurts.

Give me yours, Hamid.

Wow, that's cool. It even tickles.
You want to switch?

You take the nice one,
I'll take the naughty one.

- I've had a great evening.
- Yeah.

Thanks for giving me a lift home.

I hear you've spent a week
on a story about Schaarbeek.

And Molenbeek.

A week for a short report
seems a bit long, right Herman?

I'm sure she'll deliver.

The problem is
that revenue is down this year.

We have to be selective
about what we spend our money on.

A piece that digs deep is perfect, right?

Those riots were ages ago.
The viewers will have lost interest.

We need scoops.

I've just gained the trust
of an insider from the area.

Not some social worker. It'll be a story
like you've never seen before.

It's a unique chance to go into depth,
present a different image of them.

They've had enough negative coverage.

Can't you show what you've got?
You have enough.

You may have more time
but you don't have to use it all.

Aren't you the boss?
Management can't interfere with content.

Finish it as soon as possible
and get it broadcast.

Joeri and Geert have been put
on another job. You will be too.

I'm making the best thing
people have ever seen.

What you have made
should have been aired ages ago.

I told you she wasn't ready.

My brother.

- I'll pay later.
- You should pay now.

Oh… What's your problem, my friend?

- We've known each other for ages.
- Yes.

I always pay you, damn it.

- Chill, cousin.
- Chill cousin…

I thought Pakis played cricket?

- Want one?
- Stop.

- They're good.
- Stop this. Pay this now.

- Damn.
- Calm down.

What? Let's go.
You can keep your fucking crisps.

Let's go.

Fuck off.

Faster next time.
I almost killed him with his own bat.

- We didn't know what you were going to do.
- It happened spontaneously.

- Hello?
- Lahbib?

- Who's this?
- Eva.

Hi, Eva. How are things?

- Good, and with you?
- I'm fine.

- Can we meet tomorrow?
- If you want. Where are you shooting?

- I'll be alone.
- All alone? Without your pals?

-Yes, with a small camera.
Okay, I don't care. It's the same price.

I thought the 100 euros
covered everything?

We'll see tomorrow.

- Two o'clock, Etangs Noirs metro?
- Perfect.

- See you tomorrow.
- Right, see you tomorrow.

Wait, wait.

- Thank you.
- You alright?

Yes.

- Who are you here for?
- Willem De Raedt.

- You're the new intern?
- Yes, I am.

Don't stress too much.
It's not a jungle here or anything.

My hair probably looks awful.

No, no, it's… fine.

- I'm Sara.
- Eva.

Follow me.

If a factory like that shut down here
we'd have done tons of items on it.

But it's like you say,
it's not happening here.

- Anything else?
- Dairy farmers are protesting against--

You're late.
You'd better have some good ideas.

Is she one of them?

- Willem, this is your new intern, Sara.
- Oh yes, hello. How do you do?

This is where all the bright minds gather
to make Herman shine.

I'm curious to see
what you'll bring me this week.

Because according to the last quarter's
ratings, I didn't shine enough.

We've got the European farmers,
the Twitter murder…

- Who's that?
- The new intern.

- Nice to meet you.
- What do you think of our show?

- It's fantastic.
- No, honestly.

- I mean it.
- Really?

- Yes.
- There you have it, friends.

Herman Verbeeck doesn't just appeal
to older audiences.

Twitter. You're joking.
No one's interested in that.

It started as an argument
between 15-year-old kids on Twitter

and got totally out of hand.

They hired a young guy to kill the girl.

That'd make a great episode
for a detective series.

There's the rumors about sexual harassment
at the Department of Defence.

Rumors are useless.

- We've got some statements.
- Yes, but is it true?

- No, no. Is it interesting? Next topic.
- Belgium's Salafi population is growing.

Aha. That's what keeps my viewers up
at night.

- You can bet on it.
- It's a difficult group to infiltrate.

Very difficult.

- We've tried before but had no luck.
- In Brussels?

- Brussels and Antwerp.
- It can't be that hard to find someone.

No, long beard, djellaba and short pants.

- Why don't you take it?
- No, thanks.

Our star reporter
prefers the dairy farmers.

We tried to interview an imam
from a Brussels mosque once, but…

He'd been imported from Saudi Arabia.

- He just gave a rehearsed speech.
- We got nothing useful.

He stayed within his comfort zone.

If you want to access that world, you have
to establish trust, a relationship.

Like you in those neighborhoods?

Those guys will never talk
to a white person, let alone a woman.

- Karim, what do you think?
- It won't be any easier for me.

- They'll just see me as a reporter.
- Just try, alright?

Okay.

- Right, who's doing the farmers?
- I'll do it.

This is where we all pretend
to be working very hard.

- That's Karim.
- We've already met.

- Eva.
- Yes.

This is Joeri.

Yep, she's on her way to the top.

A promising career.

- He refused two battles, Rohff is--
- But what does Booba have to do with rap?

No, stop talking to me.

- You just have to… He can't sing.
- Who can't sing?

Hey, watch out,
Officer Mina may come past.

Alright, thanks, Lahbib.
Booba is the best.

- Who's playing?
- Barcelona versus Real Madrid.

- Which team are they cheering for?
- This is a Barcelona bar.

Who do Moroccans generally support?
Barcelona or Real Madrid?

Fifty-fifty.
Choice of team has divided families.

- Everybody has a favorite team.
- But they're Spanish teams.

What's the connection with Morocco?

I never said it was logical.
It's just the way it is.

Who are you going to interview next?

- You.
- Me?

What's in it for me?

Nothing.

- Forget it then.
- Don't you dare?

Are you scared?

Go on, say something.

What do you want me to say?
You want a guide, no problem.

- On the left is--
- Just act natural.

- Lahbib. My friend.
- Hi, what's going on, nigga?

- Don't call me nigga, you faggot.
- Let's say hello.

- How are you?
- Fine. You?

- Such is life.
- Everything's good.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- It's been a long time.
- I've been good. And you?

Eva is a documentary maker.
Can she shoot some footage here?

If she doesn't disturb the clients,
it's fine by me.

- Alright. Thanks.
- Handsome.

Do you see, Eva?

If you want to be respected,
only one thing matters: the haircut.

So we come here every two to three weeks.

Moroccans are the best hairdressers ever.
Our specialty is the layered look.

- Stop it. Do you want my spot?
- No, thanks.

Do people ask for haircuts
from the magazines?

These magazines here are
for people while they wait.

They can look and dream.
Straight, blonde hair.

Blue eyes, pockets full of money.

After a while… boom. You wake up.

Curly hair. Only a trimmer can help.

- Do white people come here too?
- Not very often.

- Do you know how to cut this?
- I can cut any style in the world.

You should have black people
in your magazines.

We all are the same after all… "Africans."

- So, did you get some good footage?
- Yes.

Are you hungry?

- Enjoy your food.
- You too.

If we don't want to be
a hairdresser or a criminal…

we can work at a snackbar.

- You didn't want to do either?
- Not really.

You mean young Moroccans
can only choose between two jobs?

No. You can clean Brussels' streets.
Or become a tram or bus driver.

- Do you like it?
- Very much.

Three Michelin stars.

So Eva, since I'm the star of your story,
do you want to see where I live?

- Yes, I'd love to.
- Cool.

Here we are.

This is my territory.
I cleaned up especially for you.

Sit down, relax. Welcome.

- You play the guitar?
- A little.

No, please don't film me.

Why not? It's really good.

No, it's personal.

It's this neighborhood.

- It doesn't fit your image?
- No, exactly. Not at all.

So you never play music with your friends?

I do, gangsta rap.

But Arabic lyric poetry is for a musht.

A musht?

It's difficult to explain
if you're not from BX.

A musht is like a moron.

- So you are a musht?
- Are you crazy?

I'll take you to a hip hop party,
and you'll see.

I thought you'd have a cooler hobby.
Like shooting or something.

I have a lot of hobbies.
I'm the coolest guy around, baby.

I can get you a gun, right now.
Whatever you want.

Nine mm, Tek 9…

Uzi. Even a fucking bazooka, if you want.

Okay.

Give me the camera.

- Come on, give it to me.
- No.

Give it to me. You've filmed me all day.
But I'm not allowed to film, is that it?

How does this crap work?
There. There we go. That's it.

Do something.

Come on, do something.

- Shit.
- What? You want some shit?

No, I have to go.

- Are you in a hurry?
- Yes.

You saw the ratings too,
we dropped even further last week.

- It's just temporary.
- But Herman is passé. Really.

It's old school.
You should come and work for us.

Your news team is too small.

Yes, but it's on small channels
that people like you can grow.

We don't have
some old fossil stuck in his job.

Herman Verbeeck is a strong brand.

He's like an airplane
crashing in slow motion.

That's what Herman Verbeeck is.
I know he's your mentor, but…

It's thanks to people like you
that he retains his position.

- Don't let that bastard intimidate you.
- Thanks for the advice.

But I'm afraid lots of viewers
still like the old fossil.

Come on, let's go say hello.

Are you still working on this?
The week's over.

Is it any good?

It'll allow you to shine.

Funny, I almost gave the story
to someone else.

- Why? Wasn't I good enough?
- No, no. Quite the opposite.

Everyone here was convinced
you'd be eaten alive out there.

Because you look like a little angel.
But I knew better.

You don't let go.
You're like a pitbull with a bone.

We don't need to win awards with it.

- It's just TV, right?
- Yes, it is.

Here.

An invitation to a party. I intended
to give it to Mitch, but if you want…

Some important people will be there.
It could be interesting.

Go home.

Lahbib.

How are you?

Long time no see. Are you doing well?

- How did you get out?
- Oh…

A procedural error, as they say.
Those idiots had to release me.

It's a crap system.

That's all behind me now.
But tell me about you.

How have you been?
What have you done since prison?

- How's your business? Still trafficking?
- Fuck off.

What? Don't talk to me like that.

Don't you remember who took care of you
when you were out of your depth?

- You owe me respect.
- Don't. Get out of my neighborhood.

Your neighborhood? It's mine too.

Not for long.

What do you mean? Are you threatening me?

- After all I did for you--
- Everyone knows.

They don't. It's just rumors.

Someone says something,
someone else repeats it.

It's just air, it's crap. That's all.

I don't care. If I see you around here
again, you'll regret it.

Don't listen to what people say.

Lahbib.

We're friends, right?

You're dressed elegantly.

I see you have good political connections.

It's always pleasant
to have a drink with friends.

And they come in handy, that's true.

What's the point of a reception like this,
except to get drunk on champagne?

It's called networking.
Showing your face, making connections.

Meeting important people.
Everything to help further your career.

So good work is less important
than good connections?

No, they are equally important.
If you want to make it to the top.

Why did you give me the invitation?

Why do you always ask
such stupid questions?

Because I believe in you, Eva.

But apparently I was wrong.

So now I have to go
and socialize with your rich pals?

Eva, your mom and dad belong
to Ghent's high society.

Don't pretend. This is your world.

What's the intern doing here?

Apparently,
she does understand how it works.

Networking, sweetie. Networking.

It'll be the third time
that I cover for you this month.

- I wouldn't ask if it wasn't necessary.
- Yes, alright.

I'll interview those retarded soccer fans.

- Thanks, you're a sweetheart.
- Yeah. But it's the last time.

Viewers think the show is old-fashioned.
So you are losing young audiences.

The central message should be:

We don't cover hot news,
we are hot news.

Here you can see the new studio.
There will be big screens everywhere.

And we expect everyone to contribute.

Find strong imagery, for all coverage.

- More sensation?
- We have to stay in the game.

If something explodes on Twitter
just before we go on air

we should have an item about it.

Exactly. And everything should feel
more dynamic.

We're considering a presenting duo.

We're already looking for a co-anchor.
Right, Herman?

- You said in a few years.
- Yes, but the ratings are a problem.

- It's now or never, Herman.
- Have you got a new Verbeeck on hand?

- Where is he, this new Herman Verbeeck?
- It doesn't have to be a Herman Verbeeck.

If I don't present it,
the ratings will drop.

We've talked about this, Herman.

- The ratings have been dropping for years.
- We're still number one.

You'll still be the lead anchor.
You'll get all the important topics.

It will still be the Herman Verbeeck show.
It's just getting a fresh coat of paint.

- How's it going, man?
- Lahbib.

- Everything's fine.
- Long time, no see.

Come in, come in.

Who's that?

That's Eva, she's making
a documentary about BX.

Pleased to meet you.

I'm the star. Johnny Depp.

Johnny Depp.

- There's freestyle later on.
- I don't know, man.

Come on.

- No, sorry.
- See you.

Neurotic worker, come close

Look at the rich guy dying of an overdose

It's time to stop being pushed around

Stir your conscience
The world's in meltdown

You want to be here

Come on, go, go. Give it gas, give it gas.

No one?

Hi everyone, how's it going?

It's been a while, but we're still here

Let them talk
You and I know

We move forward, in small steps

What have we got?
Our childhood dreams

I've cried, prayed on my knees
Handcuffed to the pillar

The street is no movie
And I did not want this role

Between the deal, or death and prison

I took care of my own
You think it's easy at 16?

To be your own parent?

I had a lot to handle
I wound up in a bad business

To each his own method of healing

Weed saved me
My eyes can testify

When my smile breaks
We light up a fresh joint

Tonight we party

Pick up your joint, brother
Tonight we party

Pick up your joint, brother
Tonight we party

The police.

The police can go to hell.

- Thanks for a great evening.
- No worries.

We could have an afterparty at my place.

No. That wouldn't be
very professional of me.

I'm just kidding.

Right… I'm off.

Have a good night.

Take it or leave it, Herman.

We'll see about that.

- The whole board is behind the plan.
- Peter, you're lying.

We're making a loss.

The big advertisers don't want to be
near your show.

Either the ratings start going up,
or it's over for you.

How long since your last real scoop?

How long since you were enough
to make people turn on their TV…

and you were in all the papers
the next day?

I think a co-anchor is an elegant way
to bow out.

Stay on for one more season.

And then we'll make a program by, with,
and about Herman Verbeeck.

Over my dead body.

You owe me, remember?

You're an angel.

When my documentary is finished,
I'll give you a credit.

A credit? I was thinking maybe a dinner.

It was worth a try.

Too much partying with the fans?

That was a bad report.

You don't just let
a bunch of drunks shoot their mouths off.

- Sorry.
- I don't want to hear it, Eva.

Your last few stories have been sloppy.
This is not a regional channel.

- And I have to present that crap.
- You looked like you were smelling crap.

- Shut up, Mitch.
- Sorry.

Either you do your job, or you're fired.

That goes for everybody.
Do your job, or you're fired.

So…

What have we got so far?

Oh, man. I'm so glad to be going home.

Yeah. A retirement home
doesn't exactly lift your spirits.

- I think Eva is hot.
- Definitely. Absolutely.

- I wouldn't mind giving her one.
- You'd give anything one.

- I'd record the sound.
- I'll film it.

I still need to shoot some stuff
in those neighborhoods. Now.

- Now?
- I thought the subject was done with?

I've arranged to meet that police woman.
We'll get to ride in police cars.

Hurray.

- Herman gave us the okay.
- Great.

- And Peter?
- Come on, guys. It'll be interesting.

Eva, it's fine by me.
I just don't want any problems afterwards.

- Please?
- Aren't you a bit obsessed?

Can I have a light?

- Alright, I can't say no to those eyes.
- You're so easy, man.

Me too? Okay.

Cut it out, man.

Get back.

Let me in. Slut. No, I'm coming in.

Ma'am, please be quiet.

We are on standby for the raid.

Police.

Don't move.

- Okay, goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- Sure you won't join us?
- No, thanks.

Eva lives on love.

Oh… Lahbibi. Come on.

Did you film some good stuff?

- Yes, it was very interesting.
- I'm on a 30-minute break. Coffee?

- Okay.
- Come on, I know a place.

- How come Lahbib has such a reputation?
- He's a legend to a lot of kids.

- What did he do?
- He broke into a police station.

The one at Vilvoorde.

Lahbib knew there was a safe
with confiscated items.

Dirty money, drugs, guns.

One night, he went there
with three friends.

There weren't many officers there
that night. Not enough for four armed men.

Lahbib and his friends
quickly overpowered the officers.

When they found the safe,
they needed a code.

None of the officers knew it.

They tried to break open the safe.
It didn't work.

They then fetched an electric saw.

The officers were threatened
the entire time.

They managed to open the safe
with the saw.

Total loot? Almost nothing.

They took what they could and ran off.

Kids worship a guy brave enough to attack
a police station.

The police were furious.
Catching them became personal.

Rolling a joint is
like making love to a woman.

You treat it like a delicacy
with limited pleasure.

Slowly, you mix it all together.

You lick and roll tightly.

And after that,
the flame will take you to paradise.

How long did he go to prison for?

He was sentenced to five years,
and did three and a half.

He seems so nice.
I can't believe he was like that.

He has a good hart.
He wouldn't hurt a child, or a woman.

But back then he was one
of the most dangerous guys in Brussels.

- Do you think he's changed? Or can't he?
- It's hard to tell.

I believe he's good at heart. So yes, but…

You can never know for sure.

- Eva speaking.
- It's me. Come back to the car.

They've smashed our window.

- I'm calling in a theft.
- Goddammit, I don't believe it.

What the hell are they going to do
with a fucking boom?

- I'm off, my colleagues will take over.
- Thank you.

I told you to keep an eye on your stuff.
In this neighborhood, with those guys…

- How do you know it was them?
- Who else would do this, Eva?

Those two Danish guys over there?
We were asking for it here.

I thought you had permission to film here?
Or did you pay 100 euros for nothing?

Drive round with cops,
and that's what you get.

Maybe this was your loverboy's work?

- Damn it.
- The insurance will cover it.

It happened while we were on the job.
Right?

Eva.

- Can't we keep this to ourselves?
- What? You're kidding.

What will I use to record sound tomorrow?
My dick?

You'll have to come clean.

What the hell were you doing in Brussels?
You waste my resources

use my employees, and what for?

I told you I wasn't done yet.

You don't get to decide when it's done.
You have to do as you're told.

But you gave me the job.

The job was to spend a week getting
some imagery for a short segment.

You've now spent more than a month
on some stupid documentary.

Sorry if my determination is a problem.

If everyone were like me

you wouldn't have to worry
about your ratings.

Being motivated and being obsessed
aren't the same.

Or did your parents spoil you so much
that you think you can do what you like?

- What do you know?
- I can see right through you.

You'll use anyone to get what you want.

Only one person matters to you, and that's

Eva Hendrickx.
You let nothing stand in your way.

Did Peter put you up to this?
Because he doesn't have the balls?

I'm at the top of the mountain.
I can help you climb it, or push you off.

Don't forget that.

- Are you ready?
- Yes.

- Hey.
- What?

Can you start it and then leave the room?
It's personal.

Lahbib, don't let me put you off.
Just do your thing.

Come on, do me this favor, please.

Okay, I'll push the button
and then I'll go to my office.

Thank you.

- At the station itself?
- The police officer was checking IDs.

- When did it happen? Come with us.
- Ten minutes ago.

- Is he still alive?
- Barely.

I want all available info on the shooting.

What happened before it,
any passengers, witnesses. Everything.

Listen up. We're going live in 5 minutes.
What have we got?

Some commuters saw the shooter.
They say he was Moroccan.

- Official statement?
- North African guy.

- Commuters know what Moroccans look like?
- It's unlikely it was Cubans, Karim.

Do all witnesses say the same?

No. A cab driver says
he was Eastern European, Bulgarian.

- The cab driver's nationality?
- Belgian.

- Abel Kaber.
- Of course. They cover for each other.

What is the cop's prognosis?

He's critical.
Doctors aren't sure he'll make it.

This is just in.
It's still to be confirmed

but in 30 minutes
every news team will have this.

If I show you this, what do you think?

The first image that comes to mind
following a crime.

- That's a Moroccan, right Karim?
- Why am I suddenly the expert?

Can you tell the difference
between a German and a Swiss guy?

- I'm a fucking Tunisian, okay?
- North African.

- It's okay to say that, right?
- Does it matter?

It's just more oil on the fire.

- How many commuters saw it happen?
- Eight.

Karim, I'm not saying he's Moroccan.

But eight eyewitnesses say
he looked like one.

- The official statement confirms it.
- Based on what the commuters said.

- Not necessarily a reliable source.
- It's worthless.

The justice department is more trustworthy
than some cab driver.

Someone else will run with the news,
and say the shooter was North African.

We can't hold back information
because we're cowards.

But it's much worse if it turns out
the information is wrong.

- Are you sure about it?
- 100%.

We'll forget about the cab driver.

Let's say the justice department

is looking for a man
of North African extraction.

- But that we're waiting for confirmation.
- Okay.

Come on, let's get to work.

Silence. Five seconds.

Good evening.

Tensions are rising
following the murder of a police officer.

Shots were fired at a policeman.

- Violence against cops increases.
- Police officers being attacked.

Aggression towards police.

… aggravated assault and battery…

Violence against police officers
has increased in recent years.

Zero tolerance has been introduced.

Youths of Moroccan extraction
are regularly stopped and arrested.

The police are extra vigilant.

Distrust is on the increase.

Clashes between the police
and teenage immigrants.

The situation in Brussels' neigborhoods
is explosive.

The future of these neighborhoods
is worrying.

There is a grim atmosphere
on the streets of Brussels.

They are overdoing it.
It's several times a day.

It really pisses me off.

Shall we go see what's happening?

So…

Who stole the handbag?

If no one talks I'm arresting you all.

Was it your friend who did it?

- Was it your buddy?
- We're innocent.

Yes, yes, it's always the same thing.
You've never done anything.

Do your parents know where you are?
I asked you a question.

- Do your parents--
- It's easy with 13- or 14-year-old kids.

Stop filming.

I don't think I asked for your help, sir.

You're just a wimp
who's acting the big man.

Shut up or I'll arrest you too.

How? You can barely handle those kids.

What's the matter?

Am I getting on your nerves?
I can see I am.

You don't have the guts.

- Step back, please.
- For you?

Let go.

Eva.

Are you okay?

Eva. You're bleeding.

- Hi.
- Hi.

That looks rough. Where did you shoot it?

Somewhere in Molenbeek.

That's from today.
We have footage of that?

I have footage of it for my documentary.

Look at that guy.
You can see right away that he's a thug.

You need to know the context.

I'll leave you to it.

Yesterday, Molenbeek looked like
a battlefield again.

A short but violent clash took place
between police and local youths.

We were right in the middle of the action.
Take a look.

New disturbances in Molenbeek.

What should have been a routine check
turned into…

You went behind my back
and stole my footage.

Was that your footage? It was shot
in Molenbeek, I sent you to the coast.

- You can't do that.
- I can do what I want.

You shot that footage behind our backs
on company time.

I can do what I want with it.
Be glad you're not fired.

- Do you know what that footage cost me?
- Yes. It's written all over your face.

- Who stole that footage?
- It doesn't matter.

I bet it was that slut of an intern.
I bet you'll hire her now.

Eva, everything is chill.
And you're being difficult.

- Why don't you fire me then?
- You've got 48 hours. Two days.

Not a minute or second longer.

To finish your documentary
and show it to me.

If you don't, not only will I fire you

but I will personally ensure
that every news team

every production company,
and every channel will know your name.

You can have all the talent in the world

but for the next ten years you'll just be
putting your stuff on YouTube.

Old bastards can be pitbulls too.

You better pray I never make it.
Because if I do, I'll make sure you don't.

Damn, it's my jacket.
Hold this for a second.

Give me that. Is this some kind of joke?

Well done.

Fucking hell.
Lahbib, look at that ass, brother.

I swear on my mother's head,
I'm going to marry that girl.

Lahbib, she's over there, look.
She looked at me, I'm in love.

I'm in love, damn it. Lahbib.
Look at her. I'll seduce her, brother.

Lahbib.

Did you have a hand
in the assault on Patrick?

He's in hospital and has lost a testicle.

Are there any witnesses?

Nobody, right?

Listen to me, you bastard.

I believed in you
because I thought you could change.

Not one cop has forgotten what you did.

But I knew you weren't an idiot.
I thought you would walk the line.

The hard part is staying on the line,
sticking with it.

Who do you think you are?

Do you think we respect you
because you grew up here?

No one trusts you. Do you know why?

Because you are a cop.
That's why no one talks to you.

If you think we respect you, you're naive.

As for that paedophile who lost a nut…
No one cares.

What do you know about him?
Got any proof? Something real?

You have nothing. You just have rumors.

So maybe you just maimed someone
for no reason.

Can I continue eating, please?

We'll meet again.

As you wish.

Here.

- What is it?
- It's something I recorded.

- Is this our last interview?
- Yes.

Eva, you film me.
I'm from this neighborhood.

But at the end of the day you return
to your nice home in Ghent.

When your documentary is finished,
you'll never come back.

But that's no big deal.

Okay.

I only have one question.

What's your strongest childhood memory?

I never chose this life.

But I had my little brothers.
But no one else. No family, no parents.

How were we going to survive?
So we worked for a bigger guy.

You do what he tells you.

You're not scared of the cops.
You're scared of the bigger guys.

I sold shit, drugs, even guns. It's easy.

You get a package, an address.
You deliver the package.

You get the money.
Quickly and efficiently, like DHL.

One day, everything went to shit.

I had to get a delivery from a guy,
but he had disappeared.

My boss thought he was my pal.
But I didn't know the guy.

They beat me to find out where he was.

One day they found him.

They held him up in front of me,
his face beaten to a pulp.

They gave me a gun.

I took aim.

I closed my eyes.

And bang.

But I'm sure I didn't kill him.

He was still screaming when he was dragged
into the other room. But then…

The noise stopped.

But they were clever.

They had my prints on the gun.
So I couldn't go to the cops.

I can't use this, Lahbib.

If I do, you'll get into trouble.

Lahbib Farraji, a typical bad boy
from Molenbeek.

A hardened man who is both feared
and respected.

An anti-hero
who lives according to his own values…

and doesn't hesitate to enforce them.

In this world there is only one question.

If you do the wrong thing
for the right reason, is that a good deed?

- Hello?
- I watched your documentary.

- Oh?
- Eva, it's… explosive.

Congratulations. I mean it.

- Thank you.
- Sorry for waking you up.

- I just wanted to tell you.
- That's alright.

This is a game changer.
Has anyone else seen it yet?

- No.
- Keep it that way.

We're going all out with this story.
Everyone has to see it.

Is the rest of your footage on the server?

- Yes.
- Great.

- So tell me, this young guy…
- Lahbib?

What a great character. Amazing.

- What's the suit for?
- For the premiere on Saturday.

- Oh, right… I don't think I'm coming.
- You have to come.

Eva, that's your world. Not mine.

All the more reason.

- I don't have a coat for a suit.
- It's okay, your normal jacket is perfect.

Stop bullshitting me.
I can't wear that jacket.

No, really, it's excellent. Perfect.

Okay, where is it?

Can you open the door? I'll miss my train.

This is not a stop. It's a red light.

- Come on.
- No.

Go to hell.

Superlatives are not out of place tonight.

The following documentary shows

that we set the benchmark
for investigative journalism.

No one goes to the lengths we do.

Afterwards there will be time
for questions, and a surprise.

Enjoy it.

Lahbib Farraji had a reputation for being
one of Brussels' most hardened criminals.

He was arrested multiple times
for dealing drugs.

Eva, you're late.
But it's good that you're here.

We'll have to be quiet, it has started.
Come on.

- What happened? What did you do?
- I'll explain upstairs. Come on.

Come on.

What was that about?

Eva…

Please don't make a scene.

What did you do to my documentary?

I just improved your documentary a bit.

I put the Herman Verbeeck stamp on it.
That's all.

You're stealing my work.

Stealing your work?

You work for me.
Your scoops are my scoops.

Do you know how much effort I put into it?

That's not the point.

- Yes, it is.
- No.

You had lost your objectivity.

You couldn't step back from your subject.

The image you created of that guy…
It was just…

You left out a lot of good footage.

His confession, for instance.
That he shot a guy.

- You can't not use that.
- I promised I wouldn't.

Well, I did use it. It's in there now.

I took aim. I closed my eyes. And bang.

Eva…

Come on, you've still got
your whole career ahead of you.

In the end…

…you're just like me.

Hello, Eva? I'm here, where are you?

Hello, Eva. Are you okay?

Eva?

Hello?

Eva? What's the matter? Calm down, please.

Lahbib?

- Lahbib, you…
- Calm down, tell me what's the matter.

- Eva?
- You have to help me.

I'm upstairs. Come up here. Quickly.

The world of television is shocked
by the brutal murder of Herman Verbeeck.

Herman Verbeeck, murdered.

The murder of Herman Verbeeck.

- Premeditated murder.
- …is investigating the case.

The suspect is of foreign extraction.

Lahbib Farraji.

Farraji has a criminal record.

Hardened criminal Lahbib Farraji
has numerous convictions for violence.

A journalist has disappeared
without a trace.

Journalist Eva Hendrickx.

It is feared she has been abducted
by Lahbib Farraji.

…suspect of the murder on Verbeeck.

- Footage shows Farraji beating up a man.
- Farraji spent three years in prison.

…armed and dangerous.

Farraji harbored a hatred
for popular TV presenter Herman Verbeeck.

Maybe we should get rid of your boss.

Police believe journalist Eva Hendrickx
has been kidnapped by Lahbib Farraji.

CCTV footage shows Farraji
with the journalist.

It is not known if Hendrickx was abducted
or may have been an accomplice.

Has Hendrickx been brainwashed
by the criminal?

The Justice Department looked at footage
from Verbeeck's last documentary.

…has not been released.

The channel is in negotiations to show it.

The whole country is waiting impatiently
for the documentary.

It's been six months
since we said goodbye to a TV legend.

Tonight we are showing

the long-awaited documentary
on Lahbib Farraji.

A unique portrait of the murderer
of presenter Herman Verbeeck.

DEDICATED TO RACHIDA SETTI
MOTHER OF ADIL EL ARBI
man Verbeeck.