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- Hi, Dinie. - Hi.

These weirdos still knock on my door sometimes.

They ask if I have a theory, or if I want to comment on something.

You'd think they wouldn't find me in the woods.

You're no longer active in that world, are you?

I'm a little embarrassed about that, to be honest.

Anyway, what's done is done.

- So? - Yes.

I promised you something once.

You've got him.

Hit that dynamo harder.

Yes.

The turnout for the march in honor of Anneke is enormous.

There are people from Griesbeek and surrounding villages,

but they also came all the way from Limburg and Zeeland.

There is a nationwide sense of mourning.

After leaving the village center,

the procession arrives at the Boorsma family house.

The mayor is expected to address them later.

A delegation from the refugee center will be present as well.

They are on the way to the village with wreaths of flowers.

A lot of residents want to express their sympathy...

Mom.

Yeah.

The first few days, people were afraid to talk to me.

As if they were afraid that I would spontaneously combust.

Sorry, Marco, I didn't hear you coming.

- Just relax. - Yeah, I have to...

- Someone wanted wine, but-- - Come on.

Have one yourself.

And maybe another one after that.

Your body is only one aspect.

Do people ask how you're doing?

They mostly tell me not to do things.

"Woman, sit down. You're not doing one more thing."

Are they doing anything?

No, not really.

Why don't you join me at the gym?

Just for an afternoon.

Get away for a few hours.

I don't know, to do what? Lift weights?

Yeah. Just release it all.

Hit a punching bag.

Better a punching bag than your husband, right?

You're the only one who dares to make jokes.

Who says I'm joking?

Let me know when you want to come, and I'll clear my schedule.

In hindsight, it's very easy to say:

"How could you fall for a guy like that?"

It's not like I was completely unaware. That wasn't the case.

It was his smell. A combination of iron, tree resin and honey.

I was simply enchanted.

That asylum center needs to be exposed.

They keep insisting that everyone was in by midnight.

Complete nonsense.

This Pedigree knows more than he's telling us.

What if we ask for the footage?

It's simple, there are cameras at the center. Are we allowed to see them?

Are you okay, sweetie?

No, Dinie.

- Don't start tidying up, we'll do it. - Maybe we could do it together.

That's sweet, but we'll do it later.

- Maybe we could-- - No, Jeroen. Please don't.

Hang on.

Be right back. Come on.

Look, it's like this.

That center is protecting people. The police do nothing.

Okay.

And you shouldn't be cleaning. You need to sleep.

You toss and turn every night.

You need to sleep to keep going.

I need you.

OUT WITH THE ASYLUM CENTRE

I don't think I understand.

You've talked to everyone now, some even twice.

What are you after?

Shouldn't you be finding the real perpetrator?

Someone saw Ferhad in the village.

That girl is full of nonsense. Your words, Joanna.

Could we speak to Ferhad one more time, Sonja?

- Ferhad is gone. - Excuse me?

No one said he was a suspect, right? He packed his stuff and left.

Don't you think that's a bit suspicious?

He had a black eye because Lukas Boorsma hit him for no reason.

If I were him, I would have left a week earlier.

Sorry, guys. Next time you want to talk to someone, put it in writing.

In advance, so we can have our lawyer here.

- That's fine. - Yeah.

Yes, Kees, he can go wherever he wants, basically.

It was that Ferhad, right? The one who made the gesture that night?

That's what two girls have told us.

Does the Boorsma family know about this?

It's an oil. I make it myself.

Apply it to your temple and chest at night and you'll sleep like a baby.

Let me know if you find it helpful. We'll just see.

- Hey, Dinie. - Hi.

Sorry, I was just leaving.

Pick your jaw off the floor. I'll see you next Tuesday, Rita.

Yes. Bye.

Yeah.

- You can get on the mat. - Yeah.

I don't know if I have the energy to work out.

That won't be necessary. Just have a seat first.

Well done.

I'll stand behind you now, is that okay?

It's quite blocked here.

Could you place the palms of your hands behind your head, please?

Both of them.

This will feel a bit weird.

Exhale through the mouth, lean forward.

Very good.

Very good.

Come back up quietly. Close your eyes.

It's just so strange to me.

Everyone is so sure about who did it.

I immediately had the feeling... that it's not about the refugees.

- Sorry, that's nonsense. - Why?

- Why would that be nonsense? - What good does a feeling do?

When a mother has certain feelings about her own daughter...

Sorry, but...

I think it means something.

Yeah?

I'm glad we're meeting so we can catch up.

Could you update us, Syl?

We're especially curious about Ferhad and when he'll get arrested.

Well, he won't be, I guess.

Ferhad is in Türkiye at the moment.

- Türkiye? - Türkiye?

Yes, but we're trying to bring him back.

At the very least, we have contacted the Turkish police.

- We're trying to get him back. - Syl, is this true?

- Apparently. - How can he even flee to Türkiye?

- Flee? - Yes, flee.

- Lukas... - He's free to go wherever he wants.

They only flee in this direction.

Guys, please.

- We're on the same team. - Are we, Kees?

Thought I'd join and listen for myself.

My husband and son keep coming up with new information.

- I want to hear it myself. - Really, Dinie?

Well, I get that. I mean, that's good.

Hearing things secondhand is never a good thing.

I know it feels like it's taking too long.

But we're doing everything we can.

I feel the same way. I'm like, "Come on, do something."

And I'm trying my best to keep everyone informed.

- If you feel otherwise, just say so. - I didn't say that.

I did get that impression.

I don't want you to be fixated on one theory.

Sweetie, it was a refugee!

It's not like I want it to be true.

I was among the few who didn't oppose the asylum center.

I said, "Let them come, it's fine by me."

I know you think they're pinning it on a foreigner.

That's not what I'm doing. It really isn't.

I want to catch the real culprit too.

Dear Anneke...

we've gathered here today to bid you farewell.

It's so unfair that you're gone.

Gone far too soon.

You had so much life...

We had to wait four weeks before we could bury Anneke.

We'd been inseparable since first grade.

I don't think I ever knew anyone... as adventurous as you.

A new wild plan every weekend.

Anneke loved to travel.

She wanted to see the whole world.

She would have done it with such joy.

It's sad that she never got the chance.

Your love, Jeroen, sometimes struggled with you.

Hundreds of people came to the funeral.

People who didn't even know Anneke.

You know, dear Anneke?

They heard things about Anneke that even I didn't know.

By always staying adventurous...

It didn't help that so many people went to Rinus.

One separately, and one more with Jacques.

People from the media...

columnists, politicians.

This is the Queen's Commissioner.

The Queen's Commissioner.

A member of parliament who became Minister of Justice.

All very right-wing.

ANNEKE BOORSMA FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS

Sorry, but I don't understand why you'd take a picture with him.

We weren't at a party, were we?

Maybe they want to show that they care?

What do you think?

What do you mean, what do I think?

What do you think happened? Refugees?

No. Let's not go there.

Why not?

No.

Trust me. Come on.

Exhale and turn to the left.

Everyone has a theory. That's not why you're here.

- Can you feel it? - I'm just curious what you think.

My view might be completely different from yours.

Yeah, so? Tell me.

I think... and you might say I'm a left-winging wimp...

but everyone immediately starts pointing at colored people.

- Yes. - They just need a scapegoat.

A scapegoat for whom?

Sweetheart, I don't know that either.

I'll tell you this.

They'll arrest that poor refugee and make a spectacle of it.

After a few weeks, when people lose their focus,

they'll say, "It was the wrong guy after all."

It's a very dark world on the internet.

All those teens, including Anneke, were exposed to it.

You never know who she might have met there.

I really don't understand what the plan is, Kees.

I don't want to tell you how to do your job.

- Well, that's how you sound. - I'm the mayor here.

I'm responsible for public order and for safety.

I also have authority over the fire department and police.

Yes, but not over us.

We're in touch with Türkiye. Just go get that boy.

It's the last thing I'm asking you to do.

Even if there's just a tiny chance that it was him, just pick him up.

- We know he didn't do it. - That's why I said "tiny chance."

Those people lost their daughter.

We have to give them something.

- This won't bring her back. - No.

Maybe we can give them the feeling that we're at least doing something.

Mrs. Boorsma, I didn't see you.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Is there anything I can do?

No, Fenna, thank you.

You wouldn't happen to be good with computers, would you?

Dad, you know a lot about computers, don't you?

Fenna, please. I have stuff to do.

- It'd be nice to help them, right? - Can't you see I'm busy?

Dad, come on.

Why wouldn't you?

Evert?

- Hi, I'm Dinie. - Hi.

It's probably nothing.

The police said they couldn't find anything.

But I think they just hide behind their screens.

Yes, I have a daughter of the same age.

- Slightly younger. - Excuse me?

Fenna is slightly younger.

Right.

I'll get us some coffee.

I want to know what she was up to.

What she was doing all day.

It's very simple.

No, you do it. I know nothing about it.

Dinie?

I knew it was bad.

I've heard the stories, obviously.

And not just Anneke. A lot of young people are on websites.

Have you ever heard of the TMF chat box?

- No. - I don't even know where to start.

She had conversations with men she didn't know in that chat box.

About sex, too.

- Obscene fantasies. - Dinie.

Before we take this any further...

I need to make sure that you really want to do this.

That I'm not leading you down this path

and that I better not had told you this.

No.

I won't say that.

I don't think a refugee was responsible for Anneke's death.

No, you said that.

I think Anneke met a stranger.

It would be very convenient for some people if we didn't know that.

What kind of people?

Let me show you something.

I must warn you, it looks pretty intense.

The Sacrifice of Iphigenia.

A knife. Check this out.

It symbolizes the lamb being sacrificed.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

- Should we stop? - No.

If you look here,

this is Saturn Devouring His Son, a painting by Goya,

who was part of a secret satanic society in Spain.

Satanic?

Satanic.

Yeah, right.

Yeah.

Just take a look.

I'll make us some tea.

I'm sorry, we can't comment on it at the moment.

Please realize that such an arrest in itself is meaningless.

I suppose you won't just bring someone from Türkiye.

No, of course not.

Is this even older?

It was told in three sequences.

Triangle inside the circle, pyramids, eye on the dollar sign.

- And death. - Leader...

- The red color too? - Yes, definitely.

She wrote that she went to prom in a blood-red dress.

You're a very strong woman.

I'll tell you one thing. Be careful.

Speaking the truth can seriously upset people.

Mom!

Mom?

What are you doing here? What are you doing?

Hey. Here, let me help you.

- My book. - What are you doing here?

Yes, Dad, we found her.

No, everything's fine.

I understand that everyone has their way of dealing with this.

I want to show you--

I can also understand that we might be too result-oriented.

Maybe we need therapy together.

Listen, honey, it was no refugee.

- I know you think that, Dinie. - No, you don't.

- Let the police do their job. - Just listen, darling!

Marco says it may have been a satanic ritual.

Cut the crap.

I don't want this bullshit in our house!

The whole village was looking for you...

and you were with that lunatic.

One day they'll find out that it wasn't a refugee who did it.

They've got him.

They've got him.

He just landed at Schiphol.

A roommate at the center says that he confessed to him.

Joanna, you've arrested him in Türkiye for no reason.

A roommate's statement means nothing.

- Have a good day. - Yeah.

People in asylum centers have plenty of reasons

to put that on someone else.

- Maybe a fight with roommates. - Excuse me.

I feel like you're doing all you can to prove that it wasn't a refugee.

We're working on it. If it's really him, we'll know soon enough.

- You think he did it? - What kind of question is that?

Of course they do.

Otherwise they wouldn't bring someone from Türkiye and hold a press conference.

Syl, come on.

- We have to meet his lawyer first. - Such bullshit.

We can't do anything until then.

It's...

It's good news.

When this is over, we can move on.

We can grieve and get therapy together.

Yes.

You know what we'll do at home?

Well?

We'll have a drink.

I think that was the moment I decided

that it would be easier to believe the police and Rinus.

- Are you still in contact with him? - With Rinus?

Not that much.

Sometimes at the memorial, or at our kids' events.

Most communication goes through them.

He's still active, isn't he?

A bit less in recent years, I guess. Because of his health.

Hey.

I thought I saw you.

Hey, Marco. Yeah.

I've been calling you.

I know, I'm sorry. I've been really busy.

I wanted to call you too.

- They've arrested a boy. - So I've heard.

An Afghan boy, like we were expecting.

Yes, but I actually do believe it's him.

Okay.

Yeah.

- I'm sorry. - That's fine.

If that's what you think.

Yes.

Okay.

Well... I have to get going.

I'll be in touch.

- Bye. - Bye.

Ferhad's forensic report is in.

Well, just as I thought. Shit.

Then there's news from the north.

Ferhad K, recently arrested in the Anneke Boorsma murder case,

is not the perpetrator.

The forensic results have established that he is no longer a suspect.

The man has subsequently been released by the police.

Marco.

Have you heard the news?

Yes, I just did.

Come here.

Well, Willem is just...

He's like a father to me. I means a lot that we're welcome.

- Okay. - He's really happy to meet you too.

Everything you need to know about the 20th century is here.

These are dark revelations.

Take off your shoes.

At a deeper level of awareness, who here can say

that the past 1,000 years didn't end in the most gruesome way?

And...

And it'll be up to us to decide...

whether we want to continue doing so in the next millennium.

Or that we can unite as one and rid ourselves of all the noise...

that has enslaved us since the beginning of humanity.

But that takes courage.

May I point out to you that we have a very courageous woman among us?

Dinie.

I'm sorry for putting you in the spotlight.

You don't need to say anything.

Thank you so much for being here.

Have a seat.

Dinie...

is a mother.

Not just any mother.

Dinie is the mother...

of Anneke Boorsma.

Anneke Boorsma.

I think it's important to keep saying her name.

Because I believe that by doing so...

we keep the people we love a little bit more alive.

Is that okay, Dinie?

Yes.

Anneke Boorsma, 16 years old.

Throat slit.

Naked. Naked in a field.

I don't know about you guys,

but I'm getting sick and tired of all these people...

who think they can do whatever they want with us.

We have plenty to fulfill our needs.

I don't want to make you any more anxious,

but they're not just based in the small villages.

No, they're at our schools too.

They work in the media,

at universities, in the financial sector.

I can't even name a sector they haven't got their dirty paws on.

They search, the grope, they grab...

It could also just be murder. It's important to keep an open mind.

- Not everything is a conspiracy. - Sure, that's what we kept saying.

The weird thing is, for many people, it's also a kind of consolation.

It's easier to think that your child's killer

is a powerful, satanic world leader rather than your next-door neighbor.

That's what we talked about too.

It'd be easy to tell if it was a ritual.

Do you have photos?

Not just of Anneke, but of the surrounding field too?

- You mean of the location? - Yes, the crime scene.

If you can get me those, I'm prepared to take a look at them.

If you want to. Maybe that man is right and it was just an ordinary murder.

That helps you process it too, so you can move on.

He can really show it to you instantly.

I don't really understand.

You don't want to see them, but you do want to take them home?

Yeah.

I'd like to take a moment when I do.

I mean, I want to be at home when I do look at them.

That's entirely up to you, of course.

The reason we're so hesitant is that there are crazy people

who'd pay serious money for these kinds of photos.

We obviously want to prevent that.

You knew it wasn't that boy.

Why didn't you say so?

We hadn't ruled it out.

I can promise you this.

If I'm ever sure we have him, you'll be the first to know.

Those photos are still online.

Yeah.

Marco even put them on the cover of his book.

SATAN'S MURDER - MARCO VERTIER

I've seen that photo so many times.

At some point, it starts to look like some kind of painting.

You nearly forget how gruesome it is.

So you have a match?

It will be announced tomorrow and the press will be informed.

A DNA investigation after 12 years.

And sure enough, they seem to have found a match too.

I mean, of course.

The perpetrator simply walked in and voluntarily submitted his DNA,

going, "Hey, you got me."

No, no, no. The truth is that we may never find out

who the real perpetrator is.

And they've found a new scapegoat.

Can any of you verify that DNA test? No, right? Exactly.

Case conveniently closed, right? Finally, closure for Anneke's family.

And for Dinie, Anneke's mother.

Right, Dinie?

I know you're watching this, Dinie.

You think you can hide yourself away?

I know where you're hiding.

Subtitle translation by: Laura Oplaat