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Call 911!
Something's happened. - What?
Nothing.
Investigation revealed it's a settlement among criminals.
I'm going to pack it in.
If you really want to, then we can go.
Then we leave everything behind. Do you want that? - Yes...
I want to.
No!!
I was always afraid.
The kids should NEVER get involved.
I can't say I like, that they don't want to pack it in.
He never was able to see it.
Hey... You can't do anything about that.
Yes...
If you don't get out now...
I want a divorce.
Well...
The children are strong.
Stronger than us.
Carmen...
Carm... No... I can't pull out after what happened at the wedding.
What then? - That argument between Frans and Steven.
Your husband's been arrested.
Police! Hands on the wheel!
Did you tip them off. - What? - I'll kill you, boy!
Do you think Steven... - Marleen, I don't know.
I don't know.
How is he? - They are working on him.
What is it?
Please leave.
What is going on? - Go away!
It's not about you. - It's all a bit too much.
You tell Steven, Frans is alive.
And he'll stay alive.
If he takes one step towards us in the neighbourhood...
then I'll send Luther after him.
I swear.
Carmen, you're crazy. Steven didn't have anything to do with it. - No? - No.
Why isn't he here?
He's coming. He spent all morning at home with me.
He doesn't have the balls to do it himself.
Did you forget what he said, at the wedding? Do I need to repeat it?
Steef would never do that. - Are you sure?
Carm, please... - Stay strong, we'll call again.
Let's go.
Carm, please!
We're coming! Yoo-hoo!
We're coming!
Where's Carmen? - Oh, here.
Sorry...
Come on.
Are these the hookers we ordered? - Okay, we'll leave then.
Come here you, slut No... Well...
Hi.
Hey.
Come here. - No, I got it.
Hey, Frankie! Don't look too much at my sister, huh!
Good afternoon, sir, I have a package for you.
Wow!
Lovely. Fucking hay fever.
Oh!
Ah!
Berry...
Nasty pollen, boy. - What do you want?
So...
Gold ? = Gilt.
Gold is a soft metal, right?
Oh!!
Come down hard on him, whatever.
Huh!
What were you thinking?
Hey? Did you think Schiller wouldn't come after you?
You shoot two of our guys dead, and Schiller wouldn't find out?
Hey, hey, not well thought out, huh? Who did the shooting? You?
Who then?! = I don't know. - Turn on the tap.
No!
Who fired? - I don't know. - Tell me!
Ah! Ha! Ah!
Speak now! Who?
Frans. - Yes... de Bolle.
Nice and easy. - He can't talk any more.
Where's the stuff?
Where's the stuff?! Ah!
Tell the truth!
Tell the truth?
Come on. - In the marina.
Frans' marina.
Get dressed.
Hi, Boris.
You saw how it happened?
If the police interrogate you, then...
you can tell exactly...
What you saw.
You can just say that
If they want to know... other stuff
About is or so...
Then ehm... you just say. I don't know
I don't know. Simply that.
They don't give a damn.
A whopper. Hm...
Boy... fucking hay fever.
It's back here.
So... aren't you going fishing?
We're a bit undecided.
Frans works the harbour and I sit here fishing. - You've done nicely.
Ho ho.
Just get that hatch off, please.
It's located down below.
It's gone.
Look... I didn't come here to get screwed.
I-I-I-I swear to you... - Then I'll go to a whorehouse.
Then I won't come with your place. - I don't know. - Where is it?
I don't know, it's been removed. - By whom?
Now! - I-I-I-I don't know, Berry.
Maybe Frans. - Hopefully he has a good doctor.
If that stuff doesn't show up soon, Schiller will hold you responsible.
Then you have to pay back every gram.
And you know what an ounce costs, right?
Yes.
Oh! Ouch!
Junk.
Always pay attention, if you slap someone in the mouth.
Never in his teeth, then you cut your hand open...
Ms van Walraven? Yes?
The surgery went well.
My colleagues are finishing up.
He had a perforated lung. Which we removed.
But your husband can live with one lung.
We're keeping him just under anaesthesia for his safety.
The nurses will let you know when you can see him. - Okay.
Thank you.
It's okay.
It's all okay.
Papa! - Hey, boy.
Where have you been, man? It's after 20:00 already.
What happened?
An accident at work. - Did you fall?
No, I fought with 12 Kong-fu Chinese. Grrrrr!
Vince to bed. - To bed, boy. I'll come see you.
How was it at the hospital?
I was there quite awhile.
But no news?
No. - Dad? - No.
Where were you?
Daddy? - I'm coming.
Where are his Spiderman pyjamas?
Ehm... they're in the wash. There's another clean one. Okay.
Is there anything to celebrate? - Yes, here. Just read.
Baby elephant born. - No, cut it out. Below.
Armed robbery at police depot? - Do you mean that?
Tuesday night an armed gang robbed a police depot in Zaandam.
They took 150 kilos of hashish scheduled for destruction.
1 point 2 million guilders!
Whose was it? - Nobody's. It was seized.
Before that, darling.
What difference does that make? - Someone's paid for it.
If they want it back, they have to pay us.
What? - Come on, let's go swimming.
Who!
1 point 2 million guilders!
Mom.
Mom.
Mom... Hm?
It's the police.
Ms van Walraven? Jim Leeflang, detective.
Where's everybody?
Lucien's smoking and Boris went to the vending machine.
Can I ask you a few questions?
Any news about your husband? - The surgery went well.
Beautiful, amazing. - Yes.
It might be a little early, but...
Do you have any idea who, ehm... - No.
You must be aware of your husband's work... - We own a marina.
Yes. we don't want to make it difficult for each other?
Your husband is in the hash trade.
Together with your brother Irwan and Steven Breusink, the husband of your best friend.
Frans wanted to make a deal. - What kind of deal? - He wanted to talk. - Bullshit.
He wanted hand a USB stick over to me...
With information about his network, your brother, and Steven Breusink.
Maybe your father.
It could be the cause of what's happened... - Frans hated snitches.
I negotiated with him myself.
You wanted a divorce if he didn't get out?
This was his way out.
I'd like to look in your safe at home.
No way. - I have permission to search your home.
I prefer to keep it in tact.
Honey, I have to go home with the policeman. - Hm.
I'll come back as soon as possible.
And dad then?
Go pick up Lucien and Boris. They'll stay with you.
When dad wakes up, call me, okay?
Mom!
Natalie... I have no choice.
I'm doing this for dad.
What are you looking for?
A cheese grater.
Hey...
Yeah...
Come on boy.
Yeah...
Tell me about it.
Just tell me...
What should I tell you?
Was it you?
Was it you? - I was what?
Tell me...
Frans...
Did you kill him?
What are you saying?
If you killed Frans.
Jeez Christ.
How did you get that idea?
No!
No.
What are you going to do?
Boris!
Boris, where are you?
Hey, have you seen Boris?
No.
Come.
Boris!
Boris.
What are you doing? - Shuffleboard.
Want a game? - Mom's gone away. We're supposed to wait in the hallway.
One game. - But Mom said... - But Mom na na na...
One game.
You can't come inside. You can give me the code.
I don't want my jewellery to disappear.
When they're done, everything will be cleaned up, I promise.
Can you keep back a bit? I'd like to keep the code private.
Well...
Hey!
What is this? What do you want? - Calm down.
I just wanted to look for the usb stick. - Let me go!
Let me go! - Forget it. It's empty.
I'm sorry, it's a precaution.
You may return to the hospital.
Hi. - Was it good?
Lovely.
I'd like to get a change of clothes upstairs while I'm here.
No, we haven't been up there yet.
Mr. Leeflang... This is MY house.
I just want to get changed.
Yeah, okay.
Hans can go up with you.
How about a little privacy?
Oh, shit...
What are you doing there, man!
You're supposed to keep an eye on her?
It's starting to look like sexual harassment. - Yes...
Can I look in here? - Why?
Do you need a tampon?
I don't believe that is within your authority.
Yeah...
Are you ready? - Yes.
You may go.
Thank you.
We're closed.
You've got guts. - Did you hear?
You're wanted for the theft of the hash.
They probably won't search your dad's caf๏ฟฝ. - Not, if someone warns him.
I want you.
I don't want you.
True, however.
I don't want your world. - No. And then your dad?
That's different. He likes things that aren't allowed. - So do I.
Just give back the stuff to my dad. Hey...
You should settle it. - For a ton he can have it.
I'm not going to take your protection.
Hm.
Fuck, where's the stick!
Frans, where is the stick!
On the boat.
Easy, easy.
Where's your mother?
She had to go.
I have to call if there's any news.
Come inside.
Hey, boy.
Hey...
Are you so scared...
Hey, kid.
Mom, where are you. Dad's awake.
Ha! Ah! Steven!
Steven!
I umm...
How is Frans?
What are you doing here?
Frans ehm...
Sometimes he kept his stock here.
And umm... I wanted to remove it. Before the police.
And?
Well, you can go.
Yes.
Please, Carmen...
I don't know what you're thinking, but at the wedding...
Everything I said there... that...
It wasn't me, yes.
It wasn't me!
Do you remember when you raided the police depot?
In Zaandam.
That stuff turned out to be my father's?
It has to stop.
Now.
Don't tell Sandrina I was here.
Please.
You have a new message.
Mom, where are you. Dad is awake.
Hey Boris...
Hey, buddy...
Sorry.
Sorry...
Dad!
Dad!
Dad!
Dad!
Move.
Come on.
Resuscitation.
Take the children away.
Come on, we'll wait outside.
Gloves.
ONE, two, three...
... Seven, eight...
Away from the bed.
Time of death...
01:30.
Where's Daddy?
I think there was some bleeding.
There was no time to go to the OR.
I'm sorry.
These are your husband's clothes.
Do you want to take them?
What were you doing?
Yes, thank you. You can sit there.
Good day Ma'am. Carmen van Walraven for Irwan de Rue.
Hey sister.
I can't get out.
Sorry.
How are you?
No one saw it coming.
I want out of it all.
The marina... bank accounts, everything.
I can't. - Why not?
The marina belongs to the store. - Then close the shop. - No.
Why not? - That's not what I want.
No, this here. - Is this what you want?
Carm, once I'm out, I'll make sure everything is okay.
What could still be okay?
I need your help.
I want you to stay a while at the store.
A few months. Until I'm out again.
Yeah...
I'm crazy Henkie. - You're the only one I can trust.
And Steven then?
Steven doesn't have the brains.
You do.
Do you think...
What?
Would Steven...
Frans? - Yes.
No, how did you get that idea? - They had a fight at the wedding.
He threatened him.
Why should I be quiet...
If my heart wants to cry out?
Why should I be quiet when I have so many questions?
Why should I be quiet?
Why do I cry when I have no tears?
Why should I cry...
If I want to hate you.
Why should I cry?
Why should I live if it hurts so incredibly?
Why should I live... if I only want to be near you
Please let this be over. I came just to stand here with you.
I'm going to smoke a cigarette, ok?
Isn't Irwan there?
Damn cops.
Carmen...
He was my friend.
Really.
Sorry.
Come here.
A slice of cake? - No.
Hey, you didn't have to give a speech? - Carmen wanted to keep it short.
That's Fiep.
Your predecessor.
Well, there were still a few in between.
In any case, the mother of his offspring.
She may not say much. Can you get me another cup of coffee.
Hey. - Hey.
Do you work here? - Yes, for the catering company. Parties and so on.
This isn't really a party, of course.
No.
Very violent.
Yes.
What are you doing here? - Just eh...
Did you know the man they shot?
Yes.
Not so well.
Yes, very violent.
It was my dad.
Oh.
Sorry.
Yes.
What should you say?
Bye.
He's gone? - Yes.
Do you know where Natalie is? - No.
I'll search for her.
They already missed you.
Did you come to get me?
No, you know.
I had just walked away. Looking at graves.
Names, dates.
I like doing that. It's sort of my hobby.
A strange hobby.
Yes. Actually, yes.
Did you know what my father was doing?
No.
Not exactly.
He knew I wanted to have nothing to do with it. - Why not?
I don't know. You shouldn't ask me.
Okay?
Sorry.
Hey.
It's okay.
Carmen, come!
What?
Do you know that guy?
He claims he asked you to marry him.
Is that right?
Yes.
That's right.
There's surveillance.
Carmen's being blackmailed.
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