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AMSTERDAM EMPIRE IS FICTIONAL
AND NOT BASED ON REAL EVENTS.

ITS CHARACTERS DO NOT
DEPICT REAL PERSONS.

Guys, be quiet, please.

Thank you. We're going to listen
to Katya's presentation.

Good luck.

Hi. I'm going to talk about
what I want to be when I grow up.

I want to become a coffee shop owner.

A coffee shop is a kind of bar
that sells weed and hash.

Hash is from Morocco,
and weed is made by Uncle Guido,

but no one's supposed to know that.

You can smoke it,
and my dad says it's very relaxing.

In the Netherlands, shitty laws forbid
shops from having more than...

- Katya. Mind your language.
- ...500 grams in your shop.

But it's true.

That's why shops need separate stashes,

so they can hide the rest.

Otherwise, the cops will catch you
and force you to close your shop.

Dave, Younes, and Ellen
bike around all day

to supply us with new stashes.

By the way,
Amsterdam has about 100 coffee shops.

My dad owns four of them.

People from all over the world
come to The Jackal.

Americans, Germans, Italians,
Spaniards, and even Mexicans.

My dad says your dad's a crook.

- That's not true.
- It is. My dad's a cop.

She said you were a crook.

I love you so much, little girl.

I love you too.

I hate that son of a bitch.

Kat, what did you expect?

Cor, another one, please.

I did everything for him.
I worked my ass off.

The only person Jack cares about is Jack.

- Yes, he's an asshole.
- He's an asshole.

And don't get me started
about our cunt of a mom.

She's a snake!

How did we turn out so normal, man?

Just come work for me.

In that tiny shop of yours?

No. You come work for me.

I'll start my own coffee shop,

The Hyena, next to every Jackal,

and I'll completely destroy him.

Looks like something happened.
What is going on?

- What?
- Cor, what's going on?

Someone got shot outside The Jackal.

- Can I pass?
- No entry allowed.

- He's my dad.
- No entry.

Okay, but can we... Katya, calm down.

Marcel. His daughter. Let them through.

- Can we...
- What happened?

- Thanks a lot.
- Hey.

I don't know. He got shot.

- By whom?
- I don't know.

Is he alive?

No idea. They took him to the hospital.

Which one?

I don't know.

Betty is with him.

- Betty? What was she doing here?
- I don't know.

Kat. I know which hospital. Come on.

What should I do with The Jackal?
Close it?

Yes, do that.

Just this one or all of them?
Everyone's in shock.

All of them, then.

They're all packed.
Should I send everyone away?

- I don't know.
- But you're in charge now.

I was fired this afternoon.

- Tell me what to do.
- I have to see my dad! Deal with it!

- Ms. van Doorn? Detective Dorland.
- What?

- May I ask you some questions?
- Kat.

I have to see my dad.

The shooter's still out there.
It won't take long.

Okay, sure, what?

Try again.

- She's switched it off.
- Goddammit!

What is that bitch doing?

I'm sorry, it's my fault.

No, it's not your fault.

You need to leave as soon as possible.

I don't want them to catch you.

And we need to silence that woman
as soon as possible.

- Let me help.
- Boy!

That bitch needs to die!

We'll split up.

Whoever finds her first
will call the others.

Good afternoon.

I'm so glad you're here.

He's in surgery.

Yeah, I heard.

Jesus, is that blood? Are you okay?

It's not mine. I...

I saw it happen.

Someone pulled a gun.

I managed to warn him just in time.
I stayed with him the whole time.

What were you doing there?

I wanted to talk to him.

Did you see who did it?

No.

But thankfully, you're okay, right?

It sounds like he's alive thanks to you.
If you hadn't warned him...

Honey.

This room has been reserved for you guys,
so you'll have some privacy.

Great.

Would you like to talk to someone
from Victim Support?

- There's a psychologist...
- No, I want to know how Jack's doing.

Okay. The surgeon will be here soon.
If there's anything...

No, you can't be serious.

I had to hear on the news that my fiancé
was shot, and you're having a chitchat?

- We just got...
- Fuck off.

- Excuse me?
- Why are you here?

- Why am I here?
- Did you have anything to do with this?

- What?
- He's alive because of her.

- That woman needs to leave.
- That woman is his wife.

Right.

She is mentally unstable.
They are getting divorced.

She has no business being here.

Right. I'm not sure that's really
for me to decide, or perhaps...

- She needs to leave.
- She is staying.

She's his ex. I am his fiancée.

All right. Out, now.

I married him for better or worse.
You'll have to drag me out.

Jack hates her!

I'm his partner.
It's in every newspaper. Go check.

Yes, I understand.

But I don't think now is the best time
to start an argument.

As soon as we have any news,
we'll let you know. I promise, okay?

Fine, but let's agree
you'll let me know first, okay?

- Sure.
- Okay.

Jesus.

Hey, where is Jack van Doorn?

Sorry. Only relatives for now.

Excuse me? I am the mother
of his children, you know.

- Fuck off.
- Oh, Katya.

- Do you guys know her?
- Katya, you're angry.

But don't be stubborn now.

We've just been attacked.
We need each other.

"We"? What are you talking about?

You've made it clear
you're not part of the family.

Please stop saying that.

Please.

We need to calmly discuss
how we're going to solve this.

- Hi, Pat. Betty.
- Shanti.

Did you talk to the
cops? I sure hope not.

- Yes, I did.
- Goddammit, Katya!

Don't talk to the cops. You know that.

I can hel...

I can help.

I know people from
the Red Light District.

They help each other
faster than the cops.

Just leave.

We don't need your help.

I'll be in the neighborhood.

She thinks she can just walk in here?
This whole family is nuts.

- Honey.
- No. You too, Bet.

Are you delivering to The Jackal?

Hand over the fucking backpack!

Hand over the backpack.

- I'm sorry.
- You're sorry?

- Don't apologize.
- You didn't want me to do deliveries.

Yeah.

I don't want you to get hurt.

That's different.

You were right.

- You should have given it to them.
- They wanted the stash.

We would have solved that afterward.

How?

Where are you going?

People from the Red Light District
help each other.

Were these the guys?

Off you go.

What are you going to do?

I'll take care of it.

You can't smoke joints here, ma'am.

Give me that.

Any news?

No, he's still in surgery.

You told Katya you know people.

Yeah, why?

You're right.
We need to deal with this ourselves.

Because?

I know who did it.

Van Doorn grew up amongst criminals,

but was never linked
to criminal activities himself.

- This shooting changes that.
- Okay, turn it off.

...unclear who's behind it.

Did he have enemies?

No.

No?

Well, yeah. There is one, of course.

No way.

Would Betty do that?

Why did you let it come to this?

They were going to kill me.

- You should have told Jack.
- I was terrified.

- This is all your fault.
- Okay, Shanti, listen.

They're still out there.
Who knows what else they're planning?

We need to deal with this quickly.

The kids need to stay out of it.
You know people.

When did they last call you?

About an hour ago.

- I'll make some calls.
- Wait, the surgeon.

Was the surgery successful?

The bullet caused a lot of damage.

The pancreas and
the gallbladder were hit,

creating a risk of blood poisoning.

We'll keep Jack in an induced coma
to lower his temperature.

But he'll make it?

The next 24 hours will be critical.

I'll keep you updated.

Hey, honey.

Hi, honey.

Sorry.

Karel Dorland, Amsterdam police.
We spoke last night.

Ah, yes. Do you have news?
Have you found the shooter?

No. That's why
we'd like to access your office.

- Why?
- To investigate.

Are you looking for something specific?
Can I help?

Letting us in will do.

Not if I don't know why.

We're just doing our job, ma'am.

You can either work with us or against us.
In that case, I'll call the magistrate...

Give me a break, man.
My dad just got shot.

I've answered your questions
and gave you the camera footage.

What more do you want?

We just want to help.

You're not doing anything
without my lawyer present.

Ms. Van...

- Dammit.
- Hi.

Asshole.

Did you do what I asked?

Yes. The bar logs are in my car,
and I've checked the supply.

Around 490 grams. So we're safe.

Okay. Thanks. You're a doll.

We don't have much time.
Is there anything I should know?

- I don't think so.
- Think hard.

They'll come
and turn this place upside down.

They won't find anything.

If they find any link
between the shooter and your father,

they'll shut down all Jackals
and declare this a criminal organization.

We're not. We're the victim, dammit.

They look at it very differently.

They're here.

Last chance.

Is there anything that could be a problem
here or elsewhere?

Pat, I need a favor. It's important.

- Right now, or can it wait a few minutes?
- What?

Spit it out.

The cops are investigating Dad.
He has weapons in his basement.

- Get those out as soon as possible.
- What?

- If they find them, we're screwed.
- Are you insane?

- Just do it.
- I've got nothing to do with this.

I just came along to support you.

This is supporting me. Help me.

What am I supposed to do with them?

Dump them, sell them
online, I don't care.

I won't let them close The Jackal
while Dad is fighting for his life.

Fine, but that's all I'll...

Right. Bye.

Fuck. Fucker!

Betty, relax.

I've known him for a long time.
He can be trusted.

"Relax" is a big ask.

He's the best I could find
on such short notice.

That was a joke.

I only know one assassin.

- Dear, dear Shanti.
- Ugly, ugly Harry.

It's going to cost you.

Three men. Getaway car.

Express service.

How much?

- 200.
- 200 what?

- K.
- That's a bit much.

- K?
- You are welcome to shop around.

- 150.
- 200.

Fine, 125.

That's not how this works.

We both know that you were
twiddling your thumbs half an hour ago.

And now you want 200K.

Who are you taking with you?

We both know you'll give them 10K each
and keep the rest yourself.

Don't be an asshole.

Besides, it's me. And I'll help you.

Fine. 150.

125.

We don't know what
the Tichelaars will do.

Fight or flee.

If they've fled the country,
there's not much I can do.

But if I were them,
I wouldn't go anywhere...

until I got my hands on you.

"The Ajax defender
is trying not to be too hard on himself."

"In the last few months,
playing hasn't been much fun."

"But that's better now."

"It's important to ignore the critics

and listen to those
who are important to you."

"The team is
preparing for the decisive match

against PSV this weekend."

He doesn't read those kinds of articles.

This is literally the page
that was open on his phone.

Maybe he accidentally clicked on it?

If you're here to pick a fight,
I'm not going to argue in front of him.

I'm not picking a fight.
I just know what my husband wants.

- Ex-husband.
- Still married.

The doctor said,
"Good vibes, nice memories."

Like hearing my voice.

Your voice.

So just shut up.

"If they win, Ajax take the lead

and not much can go wrong
for the record-holding champions."

Hi, sorry to disturb.
Which of you has a key to my dad's house?

I do. Why?

Could I borrow it?

What for?

There are weapons in the basement
that need to be hidden from the cops.

- Sorry, what?
- Jack doesn't have a license for those.

He could get a criminal record
and lose The Jackal.

And we're running out of time.

Should I go get them?

- No. You stay out of my house.
- Her house?

- I can also go by myself.
- Out of the question. No.

Yesterday you wanted to push Jack out,
and now you're his big saviors?

I'm coming with you.

- Sounds fun.
- If anything happens, you call me.

What does he see in you?

Can we talk?

It's about Betty.

What is it?

I feel like she's hiding something.

Are you okay, honey?

I hope you're not in pain.

Everyone's here for you.

The kids, Shanti.

Even her.

Just before Jack got shot,
she called me and left a voice message.

She told me to make sure
Jack would stay inside.

Like she knew what would happen.

I still love you. You know that, right?

Despite everything.

I didn't want this. I didn't.

But I'll fix it. Your way.

Oh shit.

I don't know what happened.
He was just lying there.

How did you meet my dad?

He was on my show.

He came on to tell his usual story.

"I'm not a criminal, no."

"Politicians force us into criminality."

You don't believe that?

Those weapons we're about to hide, he
wasn't forced to put them in that safe.

Did you... fall for him instantly?

Pretty much, yeah.

May I ask what you see in him?

Because you don't see it, you mean?

Well...

I'll give it some thought, okay?

- I'll grab a bag.
- Yeah, sure.

This one.

That's fine. Let's go.

Their wedding date, Betty said.

August 2nd, 2004? 0-2-0-8-0-4.

That's six numbers. It should be five.

So 2-0-8-0-4?

0-2-0-8-4?

Fuck. Damn. This is wrong.

No, try the American way.

First year, 0-4, then
month, and then day.

0-4-0-8-2.

Try 0-4-8-0-2.

0-4-8-0-2.

What's that all about?

Let me. Put that down.

- I can do it.
- No, I'll do it. Put it down.

Congrats, by the way.
You're pregnant, right?

Well, congrats.

Thanks. You're the first in the family
to congratulate me.

Well, you're welcome.

I'm attracted to your dad
because he holds his own.

He doesn't do anything
he doesn't want to.

With him, everything
is whole and sincere.

When he gives, he gives everything.

So when someone like that
looks at you lovingly,

you feel seen.

Yeah, I understand that.

Do you have a partner?

Not yet.

For some reason, I
have commitment issues.

What? Fuck.

Keep them busy. I'll go out the back.

Police. We have a warrant
to search the premises.

May we come in?

Show it to me, then.

The Van Doorn family knows about it.
May we come in?

Well, I live here,
so I'd like to see the warrant.

One moment.

- All right?
- No. It's very hard to read.

I'll open the gate and be right with you.

Thank you.

- All good?
- Hang on a second.

"Property located at..."

Fuck.

- No, wait. I'm Jack's son, from next door.
- Adriaan!

Okay, thanks. Excuse me.

Hey, we got one.

- Which one?
- Noud.

That's the shooter.

He won't say where the others are,

so I'm looking for a place
to interrogate him.

Why you?
We're paying these guys a fortune.

We're paying them for murder,
not kidnapping.

They're driving around with him now.
I have to find an interrogation location.

All right, I know a spot.

Okay, where?

In the woods.

Jack and I used to meet there.

In secret, when he was still with you.

I'll send you the address. See you there.

- You're leaving?
- I have an appointment.

- With whom?
- Does that matter?

Where are you going?

Are you behind all this?

What?

I spoke to Erik.

You knew this was going to happen. How?

Tell me or I'll turn you in.

Here. Honey, listen.
It's not what you think.

I wanted to warn your father.
I tried to stop them.

Who?

Hello? Who?

The Tichelaars.

What?

They came to my hotel room
and stuffed me full of pills.

They wouldn't stop
until I promised them The Jackal.

I thought, maybe through court...
But when things went wrong with Bolle...

They waited for me outside,
and when I realized what their plan was,

I was too late.

Why didn't you tell us?

I wanted to solve it myself.

Right.

We can't go to the cops
because they were our suppliers, so...

- I need to fix this.
- No. Your mom and I are handling it.

- We have Noud.
- What?

He'll give up the others. We'll fix it.

Take me to him.

- No way.
- Yes, or I'll never forgive you.

I won't let this hinge on you and Mom.

You've got some nerve.

No. There's been a mistake.

I should hope so.

- You thought I'd forget?
- No.

Your dad asked us.

My dad asked you to come by?

No, he asked us to mug you.

What?

We weren't supposed to hurt you.
Only scare you.

I swear. Ask him yourself.
I thought you'd know by now.

What father hires guys
to mug his daughter?

I have no clue what you mean.

Don't treat me like an idiot.

I could have tried to explain,

but you have to experience it
to understand it.

As long as supply is illegal,
we're at risk.

You're sick, man.

You grew up in a gilded cage.

But if you want to
run this place one day,

you need to know the dangers
and how to deal with them.

You seem to be the biggest danger of all.

We can't rely on anyone but ourselves.

You've made that very clear.

Honey, listen.

You're allowed to be angry,
but don't act like you're any different.

You didn't object
when I asked you to point out those guys.

Do you know how long that haunted me?

Did I say it would be easy?

I had to know if you're cut out for this.

I saw the look in your eyes.

You're just as dangerous.

No.

I'm not like you.

Right, shall I... just throw it in?

Yeah, I guess.

If you had told me a year ago
I'd now be dumping grenades in a canal...

My father pulls
everyone to the dark side.

I thought I was out,
but... here I am again.

Welcome to the family.

Let's go.

Subtitle translation by: Kelly True