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What kind of answer is that? Just say yes or no.

No, just say no. Just say you didn't do it.

Darling, just say you didn't do it!

Just say it, God damn it! I can't do this!

I can't do this!

- Bye, miss! - Bye, miss.

Bye! Don't forget about the charity run.

You see Mommy yet? Okay, go.

See you tomorrow. Bye, Zoe.

Don't forget your sports outfit.

I'm afraid I only have these very small chairs.

- The parents use them too. - That's all right.

Okay.

How are you? It's been a while.

We have some questions for you concerning Anneke.

Okay.

Is it about the kinship investigation?

Have you found someone?

You were friends, right?

No, actually...

Anneke Boorsma and I weren't really friends.

Yes?

Really?

I think so, too.

From Lieke.

I heard from Lieke that Leijster said Deboor is a bitch,

but that no one can tell.

- Nienke is here. - Yeah, okay.

- Anyway, she went back to Potters... - And then?

Yeah, this happened yesterday.

- No way. Yesterday? - Yeah.

I wasn't aware.

- Ready? - Yeah.

How do I look?

Be careful. Come home together.

- We'll be fine, Mom. - Be home by 1:30 a.m. please.

Yes, thanks.

- Bye, Mom. - Have fun.

Bye!

Nienke de Weerd was my only friend.

We always cycled to school together.

We had plans to start a cabaret company together.

Looking back, I think it might have actually been Nienke's idea.

Hi, Dad.

- Hi, Evert. - Hi.

We gotta hurry.

You were pushing me.

- What? - Yes, you!

No way. Come on.

OUT WITH THE ASYLUM CENTER

Give those people a warm welcome. Everyone's just pretending.

"We can't handle so many refugees at once."

"We're a small village."

Some of those guys are really handsome.

What? It's true.

Nienke, those people survived a war, famine.

The last thing they need is your oversexed mind.

What are you laughing at?

She only wants to fuck Jeroen Bovenkamp.

That's nonsense. Not at all.

I just sit next to him sometimes in biology class.

Ferhad, come on, let's go.

What are you whining about? We just got here.

They really won't let us in, we won't look good enough again.

Why wouldn't they? I'm wearing decent clothes.

It's a free country, right?

You worry too much. All the people here are nice.

Hello, girl. What are you going to do tonight?

- What? - What are you doing tonight?

- I don't know. - You don't know?

I'll join the queue.

Yo. Hey!

- What did he say? - "What are you going to do tonight?"

Anneke Boorsma and I had one thing in common.

We both had the biggest crush on Jeroen Bovenkamp.

Excuse me, can I pass?

He had a great smile.

Excuse me.

- Hey, Fen. - Hey!

- How are you? - Good.

- Been waiting long? - A while, as you can see.

Jeroen! Come on.

But only with Anneke, the feeling was mutual.

PARTY VENUE SOMBRERO

I don't remember it as a very special evening at all.

Look, already.

We met a few people from our class. Joris was kissing a girl.

Apart from that, nothing special.

- Beer? - Yes, beer.

Until Jeroen and Anneke suddenly got into a kind of fight

on the dance floor.

I thought it was embarrassing for it to happen in public.

Jeroen acted like no one noticed.

An!

- Hey. - Hey.

Got a light?

Yes. There you go.

- You good? - Yes.

See you in a bit. Thanks.

If the night had ended there,

it might have been the best night of my life.

Yuck.

- Jesus, Nienke. - She did it.

I'm sorry.

- It's fine, really. - No, Fen, just go inside.

- An. - Let me go.

Are you okay?

- I'm going. - Come on!

- This is unnecessary. - Let me go!

Hey, get lost then.

- What do you want from me? - Nothing. I want to go home.

Go home then!

I'm going back inside.

What do you want from me?

Let me go, and you'll never see me again.

Bye, Anneke Boorsma.

I went over that night in my head a thousand times.

If I had known that what I saw was that important...

I would have drank less.

Stuck for too long.

I think she'll make it.

Do you have to work?

Yes.

It'll get busy.

Chill out, dude.

What a bunch of nutjobs.

Hang on, let me think.

This is how we'll do it.

Go through the village again.

Go with him. Two pairs of eyes are better than one.

Very easy. She has a black bicycle.

Hey, Fenna. Glad you're here.

- Hungover? - It's not too bad.

Could you make two big jugs of coffee for those men?

I can't get that damn thing to work.

They don't have to pay.

What's going on?

Anneke Boorsma didn't come home last night.

No one knows where she is.

That's not like my sister at all.

Can I have a coke with lemon?

Did you hear?

Yes. I heard they're looking for her all the way to Bakel.

Jesus.

- Maybe she ran off with an Afghan. - Nien!

Dad. Dad!

We found her bicycle just outside the village.

And then, all of a sudden,

I was one of the last ones to have seen her.

Hi.

Murder?

Okay.

Who found her?

Yeah.

We're coming.

A girl was found in Griesbeek.

- Raped... - Anneke Boorsma?

- ...with her throat slit. - Oh, fuck.

Boorsma. You know that name?

Yes. Everyone does. Through and through.

- Has anyone seen Ferhad? - No.

Have you seen Ferhad?

Think they found her already?

I think so.

Ferhad.

- Ferhad. - I'm busy now, Rewa.

Something's going on in the village.

What's going on?

They say a girl has been killed.

Where were you last night?

- Dad, we didn't do anything. - Never mind. Rewa, did you go out?

Fine, go to your mom. Hurry up!

And stay inside.

- Has it been a while? - Yes, it was some time ago.

- Has much changed? - Nothing.

- Hey, Kees. - Hey.

Syl.

This is the mayor.

- Joanna van der Veen. - Kees.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Oh, my dear. - I'm fine.

You need to help me.

All training sessions have been canceled.

Hey.

Did you have to pick him up?

- Yes. - Come here.

They canceled the training.

How are things here?

Hey, Fenna. We'd prefer if you didn't use your bicycle for a while.

We'll bring you wherever you want.

If you want friends over tonight, that's fine.

- Okay? - Okay.

I saw a BBC van on our main street.

We don't even have the BBC.

I don't understand how you could do something so terrible.

Well, I get the sex part.

Joris, shut up.

- What? I was just-- - How could you say something like that?

- Nienke, you don't understand. - I understand just fine.

I don't want you to say stupid things like that.

Okay, I'm sorry. I wasn't really thinking. Sorry.

- Hey. - Hi.

Are you okay?

It's so weird.

You didn't even know her.

Well...

not any better than a random 16-year-old-girl,

from Afghanistan or something.

A little better, right?

It could've been you.

Mom?

Mom? Would you like a glass of water?

Mom?

No, thanks.

You may proceed.

Come on.

Rinus. Welcome.

I'm Syl Frankenaar.

Hi, Lukas.

Ma'am, Dinie.

This is my colleague, Joanna van der Veen.

First of all, my condolences.

No big deal. Maybe we should take a seat.

Sir. Rinus. Have a seat if you like.

A seat for ma'am.

- Mom, move over. - Yes, excuse me.

Take a seat.

Okay.

We've transferred Anneke to Oranjeoord.

She's being examined there, and then she'll be--

Aren't you one of Miriam's?

Yes, that's right.

- So that you can-- - Syl?

Yes, Syl Frankenaar.

You can see her later.

- A couple of things will happen. - Pedigree.

Right. A long time ago, but that's correct.

With all due respect...

why you?

You were never one of the brightest.

We're taking over from the local police.

Sorry, who are you?

- Excuse me? - Lukas.

Syl is a local.

He's one of us.

So it'll be okay, right?

We'll do our best, Rinus. I promise.

- Bye. - Bye.

You're going to see us more often in the future.

- Have a good night. - Good night.

I still have a very nice bed at my parents' place.

- Are you going back to the city? - Yes, in half an hour.

You can take the couch.

Let's not burden your parents too much.

- What was that all about? "Pedigree"? - Oh, please.

- Bye. - Bye.

As you know, the police are conducting a thorough investigation.

As a school, we've offered to help them in any way we can.

As you can imagine, the next few days will be unusual.

You may be asked to leave the classroom

to answer some questions.

If you have any information about that evening

or the days following Anneke's death, please don't hesitate.

We would now like to take a minute of silence for Anneke.

Jeroen is not here.

The police want to know if you've seen anything.

I saw that boy outside, a refugee.

The guy who made that gesture.

- That's right. I saw him too. - You were puking, Nienke.

But I do remember it, vaguely.

Okay, but did you tell that to the police?

No, of course not. What would I say?

That there was a boy outside who made a gesture?

It could be important.

Anything could be relevant, even if you don't think so.

There were so many people there. What would I say?

I'll tell them myself.

- No, Nien. - You never know.

- Nien, no! - And she's gone.

We think we've seen something.

Sonja.

- Hey. - Syl Frankenaar.

- Joanna van der Veen. - Come in.

Stay calm.

It's freaking me out.

It must have been one of those foreigners.

Now questions are being asked.

They interviewed me and Nienke too.

No, seriously?

It looks like it was one of those foreigners.

I'm not saying they're all bad.

Tell me again, dear, what did they say to you?

That they'd look into it.

"Look into it." Very strange. It's the first place you go to.

Come on.

Well...

this is the recreation room.

The family rooms are a bit further away.

Awful. Really awful.

- Do you know who was out that night? - One moment.

- Come in. - Yeah.

These people have been through a lot.

So we try to keep it at bay a bit.

So they're not being detained in here?

No, it's not a prison.

They're provided with shelter, and they can get education.

If they want, they can go outside.

We keep track of who goes in and out at night.

- Do you have the records? - Sure.

As far as I know, all residents were home before 12:00 a.m.

No one climbs the fence?

I'm 99% sure they don't.

Ladies and gentlemen, let's go.

Come on, to the field. Let's go!

Let's go! Run! On the line.

- Hey, Fenna. - Hey, Dirk.

Sorry, I didn't see you.

That's okay.

A lot of people don't dare to speak when they see me.

I get it.

- Is it your day off? - Yes.

Being at home is driving me crazy, so I'm just here to train.

My condolences.

Fenna! Come on.

- Sorry, I have to go. - Hey.

We're having a wake for Anneke tonight.

Would you like to come?

- I didn't know Anneke well. - But you know me.

That's true. Okay.

- Fenna, please! Come on! - I'm sorry!

Come on!

Yeah, sorry, but you should change your outfit.

- What? - You look like a German anarchist.

Ask your mom if you can wear that black jacket.

You're acting like I'm going to prom.

Not at all. You're going to pay your respects.

Do you want to wear a korfball shirt?

Mom?

Can I borrow that black jacket of yours?

Oh, Dad.

Can you take me to Anneke's place?

What?

Yeah, there's a wake and I'm invited.

No.

I have to milk the cows, and the car's broken.

It needs to be fixed.

- How will I go then? - Just take your bicycle.

I thought that wasn't allowed.

Can I have your knife?

I don't have it on me.

- Your knife? - I must've left it somewhere.

Come on, let's go.

See you next time.

Bye, girls.

Your dad...

Is he as weird as mine?

My father?

My father is the biggest idiot in the Netherlands.

I don't mean with jokes and stuff, just...

Your father is in a class of his own.

- What? What do you mean? - Well...

I think I've...

How long have we known each other? Ten years?

I think I've only heard him speak, like, ten sentences.

True. He's pretty quiet.

- But so am I. - Yes, you're a weirdo, too.

What? I'm not weird at all!

- No. - Not at all.

- Good luck. - Thanks. Bye.

RODENT SHELTER "VLEKKOPJE"

Hey.

- Hey, Fenna. - Hey, Dirk.

Come in.

Hold on.

It's a little busy inside. There's a tense atmosphere.

- Let's wait, okay? - Okay.

I'll get two cokes.

You asked us to keep you informed, so that's what we do.

We understand that it's hard to imagine,

but at least 50 kids saw Anneke having an argument with Jeroen.

Where is he now?

He's waiting for a lawyer at the station.

You're wasting your time.

There's half a village of foreigners to speak to.

We're looking into the asylum center, Lukas.

You're looking into it?

We received a list of everyone who went out that night.

They were all back before midnight.

- Lukas. - Dad, you saw it yourself.

Her throat was slit.

I've never seen anyone from here do that.

These people are from the Middle East.

Why the fuck is one of our own detained?

Lukas, please.

The Amsterdam press is everywhere.

All they want to write is that we're a bunch of racist farmers.

Let's not give them what they want and let the police do their job.

We'll leave you in peace. Our apologies.

We will, of course, report when we have more information.

- There you go. - Thank you.

This way.

Damn, you've got some guts.

She's not even buried and you're already poking around.

- Sorry, what? - "Sorry, what?"

Jeroen isn't here.

He's at the police station, if you're after him.

Oh, no, not at all.

I'm just messing with you.

Did your friend really see a foreigner who went after Anneke?

No, that was me.

- You were what? - I was the one who saw him.

Nienke was vomiting.

Why didn't you tell us?

I'm not sure why.

- Don't you want to help Jeroen? - Of course I do.

Come on.

Come on.

Fenna.

- And your last name? - Schepenaer.

She's Evert Schepenaer's daughter, the guy who milks his cows at night.

So you saw Anneke with Jeroen that night?

You also saw a boy from the asylum center?

That's correct. Outside, near the fence.

- Right. - He made a gesture.

Do you remember when it happened?

No, I don't.

Around 11:00 p.m.?

It could have been later, too.

At 11:45 p.m.? Midnight?

- Yes, probably. - At 12:15 a.m.?

Maybe. I'm not sure.

It was either at 11:30 p.m. or 12:15 a.m.

Right.

Fine, right?

Let's tell the detectives that Fenna's coming tomorrow.

Okay.

Thanks, Fenna.

HE HAS THE FINAL SAY

Hey, Pedigree.

They found another girl who saw one of the refugees.

At 11:30 p.m., but it could have also been 12:15 a.m.

Jeroen will be pleased.

He's been sent home already.

Let's face it, it was probably one of the refugees.

We don't know that. I don't know that.

But I do know that there has been a similar incident before.

That's what they're basing it on?

One incident?

When I was 13, I ate a bite of dog food on a bet.

That's where "Pedigree" comes from.

I'm just saying that people don't forget stuff around here.

I remember that she...

At the open house recently, she came to me and said,

"Kimmie, I'll be gone in a year and you'll never see me again."

On TV, starring in a movie.

- Let's go to bed. - Okay.

Bye.

Hey, there's Jeroen.

The lawyer said it made sense for them to start with me.

I was all they had so far.

What's that lawyer like?

Good. He's fine.

- He was there right away? - Yes.

It was... an argument over nothing.

I spent an hour looking for her over there.

Inside, outside.

My friends said she had already gone home with other people.

But I should have taken her home.

Yes.

- We agreed on that. - Yes.

The youngsters are out back.

- Hey, Fenna. - Hey, Jeroen.

- You helped me out, apparently. - No, not at all.

We're going for a ride. Want to come along?

- I don't know... - Lukas can drop you off at home.

Sure.

You're not cycling home alone right now, come.

- Hey, do you need a ride? - No, I'll walk. It's close by.

Okay. Bye, Pedigree.

People still call me "Licorice" in my hometown.

You saw a guy that night, didn't you?

What?

Do you think that you could point him out if you saw him again?

You just have to point him out.

I get it. You don't want to make a mistake.

- Is it the tall guy? - No.

- The guy with the goatee? - Jeroen, please.

No, Jeroen, please. I don't know for sure!

No.

No!

No.

Come on!

Jeroen!

Get him, Luuk. Come on.

Let him go!

Asshole.

- What are you doing, man? - Let go!

It was so long ago.

I'm realizing that my memories have gotten mixed up.

Yes, of course.

We have one last question for you.

The kinship investigation is conducted on direct male relatives.

We have your father and brother here.

And you also have an uncle in America?

- Yes. - Anyone else?

Two cousins in Germany.

Could you give us their details?

Okay.

We'll be in touch.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- Dad? - Hey, sweetie.

How are you?

Found it.

Are you okay?

Yes? Okay.

Subtitle translation by: Laura Oplaat