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7 MONTHS EARLIER

Speak. You wanted to see me.

You'd rather have talked to Suga.

Without the glass.

Without security.

Suga is in here with you. He'll never get out.

Is that enough for what he did to your brother?

What do you know about my brother?

I know who's responsible for his death.

Daddy.

Zoeteman killed him.

I want you to let him go.

He needs to leave this place as a free man.

You're insane.

Suga killed your brother. But why?

Do you know that your niece was sexually abused?

You know something is off, don't you?

You see it in her eyes, every day.

The truth always comes to light, Lynn.

And you're going to tell me the truth now?

I have nothing to lose.

I lost everything.

My freedom. My club. My family.

My daughter.

So, yes, I'll give you the truth.

I'll tell you who molested your little Zoë.

Say it.

I will, but first, you'll let Suga go.

You are going to let the case against him implode.

He'll be free. I'll take care of the rest.

First, I'll take away his club and then I'll tear down his perfect family.

And when I'm done...

you can lock him up again...

as a broken, empty man.

Worse than death. Once all of that is done...

I'll tell you who broke your poor, little niece.

Do we have a deal?

You made a deal with that fucking bitch, you asshole.

Your fucking leader...

had Matties killed.

He ripped the fucking meth.

And thanks to this rat, the Irish have my daughter.

You killed my daughter.

You should've protected her from that pedophile.

That's the only thing a dad does.

It's the only thing I want, asshole.

Was the meth in the port or did you give it to the pigs?

The pigs.

Last one standing is the Prez.

The one down will forever be...

in bad standing.

Come on.

Stab him.

Fuck off.

You can stop, Dad.

It's over.

I did the club's bookkeeping for years.

I know everything.

About the drugs, the guns...

The members.

-Your lawyer has arrived. -I don't want him in here.

They already took Melissa's toe.

I'll tell you everything.

Find my daughter.

Please.

I'm putting a team on her daughter.

No, I want her to testify against Suga regarding her brother's murder.

We don't know if he did it.

In this state, she'll give us anything.

Which is what?

What do you think? Suga's head. That's what we all want.

Have her sign a statement pointing out Zoeteman as the killer, or it's a no.

I found something.

This was in the container.

-It's yours, isn't it? -Thanks.

-I want to speak to Candy Zoeteman. -I can't allow it.

This is unheard of.

I have the right to speak with my client.

What are you doing here?

I'm here for Noor. She wanted to show me something.

Security footage of you.

At our safe house the night before the trial.

What is this about, Lynn?

I wanted to prep our witness, but he took it the wrong way.

If you had anything to do with the witness retracting,

or leaking the address of the safe house, I'll press charges against you.

What do you want from me, Dimme?

I got you the meth catch of the century. Three thousand kilos safely in the depot.

How many more triumphs do you want?

I have to take this one.

-Spijkers, tell me where Zoeteman is. -I've got a hunch.

Where did you get this number?

A reliable source told me a lot about you, Lynn.

Spike found out a lot of shit about you.

-Where is Spike now? -Spike is a memory.

Now we'll help each other.

-Why would I help you? -I'm sending you something.

-Her name's Zoë, right? -If you lay one finger on her...

I'll send you a location.

Come alone.

-Hi. -Is Zoë okay?

Yes, she slept like a baby.

Here.

-Hey. -Hi, honey.

-Where are you? -I'll be there as soon as possible, okay?

Okay, Mom.

-Oh, sorry. -No, it's okay.

You can call me Mom.

-I'll be at the hospital as fast as I can. -See you then.

Melis...

Dad has a plan.

It'll work. Trust me.

I'm coming to get you.

Hang in there.

-Everything okay? -My foot is pounding.

-Can you get the guy who stitched me up? -There's no one here now.

-I'll have a look. -Yes, please.

Jump if you like.

If you want us to find your daughter,

you'll have to give us more than accounts.

What do you want?

Information on the murder of Marcel.

-I know nothing about that. -Candy, think of Melissa.

What's this?

A testimony, on Marcel's murder.

Suga killed Marcel.

If you sign this, we will immediately put the entire department on your daughter.

Or do you want to wait and leave her fate to Suga?

And? What did you want to show me?

She has a phone she uses to contact Leonard Spijkers.

I put in a tracker.

Where is she now?

IN MEMORY OF BEREND VAN VEEN

You're well informed.

We're not as stupid as you think.

You know what your filthy brother-in-law did to my niece?

Yes. I didn't know back then.

Marcel should never have gotten away with it.

Mars was family.

You defend your family.

Like you defended your daughter?

Her grave is here too, right?

Do you have any idea what those girls went through?

You don't.

Men like you don't know shit.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

Candy is at the station, to testify how you finished off her brother.

Her testimony will put you away forever.

I want my family to be safe.

And you want me.

The question is...

what are you willing to pay?

We're on our way.

Everyone hit the road.

-Uniforms? -Taken care of.

They're glad you're back.

And so am I.

Is Syl okay?

She knows what to do.

-Good. -Let's go.

We have to meet up, Jack.

In ten minutes, on the dock.

-Devil's Drifters forever! -Forever Drifters!

You don't have enough men. The Irish will bring an entire army. Heavily armed.

You can have the 3,000 kilos. I just want my daughter back.

They don't have kids, you do.

-What's your son's name again? -Eddy.

My daughter's name is Melissa.

I've lost one already.

I don't want to lose another one because of my shit.

Wait for my sign.

That's all I ask.

Where's the meth?

The clock is ticking, Candy.

-Lord, please, give me a sign. -Candy.

How can I sign this?

This is Suga's death sentence.

Fuck.

Noor, what did you do?

FILE NOT FOUND

God damn it.

Fuck.

If he goes to jail for killing a brother...

They'll kill him before he's in.

But your daughter will live.

-Yes? -Yes, it's me.

Is she going to talk?

I don't know. She doesn't want me there.

-What? -I can't do anything.

Listen.

There's some trouble coming your way.

Make sure you get to Candy and that she won't talk.

Tell her that everything will be fine. Tell her I'll live up to our promise.

The girls before anything,

I will get Melissa back.

-Even if it will make her a widow. -Suga, please.

Prez, now what?

Now we wait.

As soon as they have the meth, the Irish will kill you and Melissa.

Hey.

I don't know what you're thinking. Anything she says...

Stay there and shut up.

Noor, it's me.

-What? -Come. It's urgent.

What are you doing?

What?

I showed your boss the images of you at the safe house.

And I told him that you're in contact with Spijkers.

Fuck.

I just don't know what I'm doing anymore.

The fact that Zoë's in the hospital is my fault.

She took my shit.

Christ.

I almost lost her.

And now I'm so scared they'll take her from me.

I'm sorry for involving you in this. I'll make it up to you, Noor.

I'll make it up.

You really should come.

-Are they armed? -We assume they are.

-Did you call for backup? -All units are on their way.

Come with me.

Interview room four. You know the way.

Okay.

Who is she?

I'm here to collect my husband so we can bury him.

Matties de Nooyer's wife and kid.

You've kept him from us long enough. Enough is enough!

POLICE DATABASE

Noor, where is it?

The police will never find her in time.

Enough is fucking enough.

-And Suga will? -He wanted me to say that he's...

keeping his promise.

We're not leaving without Matties. With or without violence.

-Devil's Drifters forever! -Forever Drifters!

Devil's Drifters forever!

DEPOT ADDRESS

-What's taking you so long? -Someone hid it.

Hid it? You know where?

Okay.

Fuck.

Stupid bollocks.

One fucking job. One fucking job and you couldn't do it.

Tell me the drop-off site, and bring my daughter.

-Dad. -Melis. I'm coming to get you, honey.

Shut her up.

Shut the fuck up.

Melis.

No, no. Don't shoot.

-Do you have it? -Any moment.

That wasn't the answer I was hoping for.

-No, no. -No.

Melis.

-Dad. It wasn't me. I'm okay. -Fuck. Honey, I'm on my way.

It is a simple yes or no, please. Do you have it?

-Yes. -That's better.

I'll text you the drop-off now.

All units to the precinct. Things are about to get out of hand here.

There's a large group here and we need backup.

Melissa, Dad has a plan.

It will work. It will.

Hang in there.

I'm coming to get you.

I claim him, now. Enough is enough.

You took everything. I want Matties, now.

Something is not right.

They know Matties' body is part of a murder investigation.

That we would never release the body before the investigation is completed.

Where is Lynn?

Shit.

Why are you here?

I'm here to pick up some cargo for destruction.

-Really? No one told me. -It's right here.

Let me call Detective de Wit. Maybe it's a miscommunication.

Some trouble at the station. A biker gang at the entrance. A bit of a mess.

A bit of a mess indeed.

Mrs. Zoeteman invokes her right to remain silent.

She won't sign anything.

Shit.

Lynn.

Yo.

Hi.

We're here to pick up drugs for destruction.

-Hello? -The location is compromised.

Hands up.

Hello?

On the ground.

-Shit. -Hands up. Don't move.

On the goddamn ground.

Don't move.

Don't move, God damn it.

Hi, honey.

Thank you.

Thank you. I'll call you, okay?

Look who I have here. Bye, Esra.

Come here.

Mrs. van Veen?

I'm here because I'm not getting an answer from you.

I can't let this go.

The child's safety comes first.

I'm going to report you to my supervisor.

We're not going to report anything right now, ma'am.

Yes, bring it on.

Are you sure, Prez? You don't know what you're walking into.

That's why. I have to finish this.

-Can you text Sylvie? -Yes.

-I want Matties, now. -Now.

-I want my husband, now. -Now.

WE GOT IT

Guys, Matt isn't here. Let's go.

Nice neighborhood to live in.

Be prepared for a lot of party crashers.

Listen. I have an unwanted visitor here.

Can your friend do something about it?

Let me talk to him.

Here. Your boss.

Yes?

Yup.

What a beautiful family you have.

Such a shame if you'd never get to see them again.

-Patricia, I'll take you home. -There's no need to.

Oh, yes, there is.

Honey, I meant what I said.

I'll get better so I can take care of you.

What are you doing?

-Are you following me? -Via your phone.

Clever.

The meth is gone.

-You gave the location to Suga-- -You hid it from me.

Because you're out of line, Lynn.

-The meth is the bait. -The bait for what?

I'll get the meth back, and a lot more.

I'm unarmed.

I'm unarmed.

He's clean.

You can check the back.

It's all there.

-Where's my daughter? -A dying man's last wish.

Get out of the car.

Don't fucking move a muscle.

Melis.

Or I'll blow your little brains out. Understand?

Hey.

Yeah?

Do with me what you need to do, man.

Just let me hold my daughter one last time.

-Hey, honey. -Dad.

Listen. It will get really busy here.

She's all there.

Run to the cabin of the truck and put my vest on.

Most of her.

What the fuck are you doing?

-Wanna shoot me through the vest? -It makes my job easier.

You think that's going to help you?

What the fuck?

Now.

Where the fuck did that came from?

We're fucking surrounded!

Your time is over, old man.

Congrats on winning the jackpot.

Go to your daughter.

-Dad. -Hey, honey.

Come here.

It's almost over.

Fuck.

-Fuck. -Police. Freeze.

Police.

It's okay.

Police. Freeze.

Police.

Hang in there, honey.

Show us your hands.

-Police. -Show us your hands.

On your knees.

-On your knees. -Drop your weapon.

Drop your weapon, now.

It's over, honey.

Hands behind your back. Both of them.

Get out.

Police. Show your hands.

We're unarmed.

There's a child here.

-Hands up. -There's a child here.

Come on, honey.

Show both of your hands.

Dad.

It'll be fine, hon.

Give me your other hand.

-Suga, filthy rat. -Keep your distance.

I'll kill you. I'll fucking kill you.

I'll come for you.

Rat.

Okay, let's go.

-Mom. -Oh, honey.

The Court of Justice has informed us that you were the victim

of a feud between the Irish Mafia and the Dogs of Death.

That they kidnapped your daughter and forced you to raid the depot

and steal the meth, but thanks to your information,

we could find the location where the stolen meth was hidden

and capture the Irish, the Belgians and the Dogs of Death.

And since there were no casualties at the depot

and you were unarmed when you were arrested...

you are...

now free to leave.

It's been a pleasure.

I want my family to be safe.

And you want me.

The question is, what are you willing to pay?

Everything.

I can't believe we're letting Zoeteman go.

My obsession with him is not healthy. It has to stop.

I'm letting go.

You should too.

You don't think Dimme will stab you in the back?

Leave Dimme to me.

There must be something more precious to you than your revenge.

Maybe there is.

I can't take care of her if I lose everything.

Is there something I can do?

My boss.

He knows too much.

We can go to the snack bar in a bit.

You kept your promise.

I love you.

I love you too, honey.

Hey.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.

We have achieved great results

in the war against criminal biker gangs in the Netherlands.

A record catch of 3,000 kilos of methamphetamine

and the arrest of numerous leaders in the criminal circuit.

Thanks to prosecutor Lynn van Veen

and her devoted colleague at the precinct, Noor de Wit,

we finally managed to get a grip

on this incredibly violent and toxic situation in the Netherlands.

And we think we have dealt this circuit quite a blow.

We can look forward now,

and fight for a more beautiful and safer country...

where we can protect ourselves better

against these dangerous criminals

and prevent

innocent people from falling victim.

We'll come back here soon. Okay?

We love you, Dais. Forever.

Say hello to your other dad.

HEAVEN GAINED AN ANGEL DAISY

Can I ride with Dad?

-Is that really necessary? -We won't do anything crazy.

I'm way too chickenshit.

-Really? -Here.

Hold me tight, okay?

Be careful with our angels.

What am I doing here? I won't say anything without my lawyer.

You don't have to say anything.

Just listen.

We both lost someone we love

because of that motherfucker and his deal with that two-timing prosecuting bitch.

You lost your brother.

Me, I lost my son, Kane.

You lost your son too, in a way. He's out there and you're stuck in here.

How about we do a deal?

For some good old-fashioned vengeance.