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We need more hours, sir.

A couple of days. We don't really even know.

So I'm sorry, we just can't let you talk to her.

They found her at Patricia's apartment.

-A neighbor was walking her dog. -Oh God.

Hey.

That's what the doctor said.

-Oh fuck. -What happened?

I have no idea.

I was by the beach with Patricia and... and we got a message...

What was she doing in your apartment?

I have no idea, man. I really... I don't. I wish I did.

What did they say?

She was incredibly lucky. She's in a coma.

She's in critical condition, but it's a miracle she's alive.

So, what do you think happened?

She... fell off the balcony of your apartment.

-What? -Oh fuck.

The detectives are on their way They will need to speak with everybody.

What? To us?

They've set up a room where you can sit while you wait.

Follow me, please. This way.

-Come on. -Uh, yeah.

THE PERFECT LIE

That's Patricia De Jager, sitting to the right of the door.

Her husband is sitting next to her.

And that is where the fall occurred.

-Okay. -Yeah.

Good evening. My name is Carola Visser. Detective.

This is my colleague Koos van Zwieten,

but you already know him from the fire investigation.

Yeah, it's a tragedy.

-So suddenly. One right after the other. -Hm.

Apologies for the wait, but I would like to speak to each of you separately.

You'll go first, Mrs. De Jager.

And if you would refrain from speaking to each other

while you're in this room, that would be best.

Sorry, we can't speak? But why? Why would...

Great. Thank you.

All right, Mrs. De Jager.

De Jager and Visser.

Sounds like a '70s cop show.

Oh. Ah.

Oh, that's what I need. Thank you.

So, do you really think someone here did this? I...

We haven't made up our minds. We need more facts.

What is a fact

is that before she was found, Hanneke was staying in the apartment,

which is why you're first, because it is your apartment.

I, um... I never knew she was there.

So, how would she be inside then?

The front door.

Hanneke must have had the key I gave her.

What do you think's going on with Babette?

What do you mean? The stuff at school?

That's just Babette.

But what was that bullshit she pulled with Beau?

"Why do you always embarrass me?" Who says that to a kid?

Especially Beau. He's such a sensitive little boy.

Believe me, she was holding back.

Evert stopped him just in time.

But that boy is only ten years old.

Yeah, well, uh, Wolf is 17 and still can't think for himself.

Okay, but... What do you think?

I hate it for Beau.

No, the place.

Oh, the place? Yeah. Nice.

-I can totally work with it. -Yeah.

-But would I have carte blanche? -Yes, of course! Have fun with it, babe.

Oh, and Hanneke?

Come with me. This is the best part.

-And... -Oh!

Voilà! See, you could lay out here totally nude in complete peace.

Zero onlookers.

Wow, what fun.

Oh! Oh.

And this apartment was a gift from your father?

For my birthday, yeah.

What does he do?

-He's a businessman. -What sort of business?

All sorts. Commerce, hospitality, real estate.

Is it true that your father invested substantial money in your husband's gym?

Yeah.

Is that forbidden?

He runs a business, you know.

School starts at 8:30, so he'll be here any minute.

Want a little coffee?

I didn't realize Simon took the kids to school.

Do you ever?

Or does that girl take them? The one who's Polish?

Well, uh, she's Slovenian. Uh, Slovenish? Slover? Slovic?

Why keep someone like that here in the house?

It's okay.

-Simon offered and I'm busy today. -Hm.

I want to work on the apartment so it can be free for leasing soon.

Is it worth the money?

Absolutely!

Hm. So...

Why did you want to see Simon this morning?

Oh yeah, us too. Hey. I... Yeah. No, he's fine. I know, he's... That's true.

Are you gonna live in the car now?

Well, for a while. Maybe a couple of years.

Till you complete middle school.

COFFEE?

Mom? Remember what you always tell me.

Head up, shoulders straight, and go.

Yeah.

And if someone's not nice, I'll beat them up.

Yeah, you've made that clear.

Uh, yeah, well, it's hopefully the best way to...

-Hi. -Hi.

Hey, Soph.

Kiss.

-Go. -Bye, Mom.

Karen.

Karen. Hey.

Hi.

How's it been?

With the, uh, all the rotten publicity? Must be hard.

Yeah.

And what with the incident during George and the Dragon.

Yeah.

I can tell you that we felt it had a big impact on the parents and the kids,

so you might do well to come to a meeting soon.

You know, clear the air?

Meet with the kids and parents to explain?

Yeah, no problem.

Ah, great. I will be in touch soon to plan and we'll take it from there.

Yeah. Okay.

-Okay. -Bye.

Hm.

Well, good morning.

Jesus!

Yeah, hey. Text me back next time.

Shit.

Listen.

Could we, um, have a talk or...

Yeah.

Fuck.

What are you doing? My car's back there.

Dad!

-Herring for breakfast? -Mm.

Ugh, no, I cannot get used to that.

It's horrible.

What's going on with Simon?

I heard from that guy, Simon's partner, that he...

What's his name? Evan?

Evert.

Well, that Evert is looking over his finances.

Where'd you hear that?

From Brian.

I have invested a pretty penny in that gym,

and, well, he is family, so that's what you do.

But I don't want issues.

Do you think Evert is going to be a problem?

No. No, Simon has that under control.

Well, let's hope, because this must stop.

Been mulling over the papers.

Glad you're here. We can look through this properly.

-Mm. -I should have done this earlier.

Is this for the showers? This must've cost a fortune, you think?

Yeah.

Fucking racket, man.

Hold!

It was really Babette who dreamed of having her own thing, you know?

All this is too much for me. It... The cost, personnel. It's hard to do.

You know? It's not for me, man.

So when Simon joined, I was...

I was happy with it.

No more of the constant managing that this place demands.

Listen, hey.

I pored through those docs, okay?

The fixed price for the Reno was too low.

It's odd. You feel me?

Yeah, well some financial structures can get really complicated, so...

Okay, listen. The membership numbers don't make any sense either.

But when I ask about it...

Ah.

When I have questions, Simon avoids me, or says he'll call back.

He always gives me some excuse to wait.

You know what? I'm gonna call him. He's late.

-Okay? It'll be good. -Take it easy.

Hey, hey.

I mean, yeah. I even take the kids to school.

Just so I can see you.

Yeah.

Are you mad?

-About? -Mm.

No.

Mad at myself.

And shouldn't we start with, "We were drunk"?

I was not drunk.

-Wow. -Well, okay, may as well be, uh...

I can't bring myself to apologize.

It never should have happened.

Michel was upstairs in bed.

Man.

Apparently, you have no shame.

Yeah, nothing to say?

What would you like me to say?

-Hm? -That it was wrong?

That you don't usually do this? Th... That it won't happen anymore?

Okay.

It was wrong.

And, um,

I don't usually do this.

It won't happen anymore.

I'll have to think about that.

Okay. This is going nowhere.

Evert.

Hey, Patricia. Is Simon with you?

No, he's not.

I'm with Michel and I have an appointment with Simon, but he's not here.

Patricia?

Oh, Ev, I think he took the kids to school this morning.

Oh, okay. Thanks.

As you can hear, I can't answer the phone right now.

Please leave a message after the tone. I'll call you back just as soon as I can.

What?

Nothing. Nothing.

I really admire your self-discipline.

No.

This is all too much for me.

Oh, that's pretty. Take a look.

Oh.

Mary was poor.

-Who said that? -The Bible.

The Bible was written by a group of frustrated old men.

Hey.

Wow, pretty.

What are you up to? You going to a party or something?

The rehearsals for the Nativity play have begun at school,

and this girl has won the role of Mary, the mother of Jesus.

Whoa.

Wait, where's the... the veil?

Didn't Mary wear a veil over her face?

Not this Mary.

This Mary shows her long hair in its full glory.

And if anyone objects, they can get fucked.

Okay.

Sorry, honey.

-Can I take this off now? -Yes.

Where were you this morning?

What?

Your car was parked by the school without you.

And you weren't helping Evert at the site.

School drop-off took forever.

Did you sign up to be a reading helper?

No. I was with David.

He wants to have a meeting to talk about the fight.

With everyone who was there.

So...

My dad wants you.

What?

He wants to talk to you about Evert.

Dad's worried about the calls he's making asking for help.

Why is he poking around in my business?

-Oh, "my business." Get over it. -Oh, what, Patricia?

You have a break between the hairdresser and the nail salon

and you thought, "Oh, I know what, I'll fuck around with Simon's business."

Don't get so snippy, I'm not stopping you.

We're in this together.

We're a team, right?

Ha! Yeah, if by "team" you mean I make the money and you spend it,

then, yes, we are indeed a team, yeah.

Evert must make it stop.

Or my father will.

Yeah? He said that?

Yeah.

Okay, no problem.

And Michel will help.

-Michel? -Mm-hmm.

-Michel is your new accountant? -Yeah.

-What have you told him? -Nothing.

He knows what's expected of him, and he's prepared to do it.

Michel? Michel shits when he bikes through a red light.

If your brother hadn't been shoved down our throats,

Evert would've never started asking questions

and none of this would have been a problem.

I keep my business separate from Simon's.

"You are all liars." Liars.

Hanneke said that before she left the cremation.

Why would she say that?

Well?

Any idea?

Well, yeah.

I might know.

-It's not so strange, though, that... that... -Mm.

She was so overwhelmed after Karen hit her like that.

Are you going to keep us here through the night?

Keep you? You're free to just leave.

You can go whenever you want.

But they will wonder why.

Can I at least call Babette before she finds out on her own?

She's been made aware.

Sorry, I just need to know something.

What exactly do you want from us?

-We have questions, Michel. -No, but... Okay. Are we suspects?

Because I was... I was with Ivo all evening. We were waiting for Hanneke.

Wolf was there too.

And Karen was at home with Babette and the kids all night.

Michel, please take a seat.

-I'm also curious about this. -Simon.

They'll take you in after Patricia, so you'll be next.

Karen, you'll be the last.

Apparently, Karen has a really bad temper.

She was sort of a... monster at her work,

and there was an article that was in the news.

Uh, but you're friends, aren't you?

With Karen?

I felt bad for her then.

She was really struggling with it.

-She's not picking up. -Maybe she forgot?

Yeah. Or forgot on purpose.

I'd understand that. Between the article and the drama at school.

-Did they invite you to the meeting? -Yeah.

All thanks to Simon, who thought it was best to punch a parent like that.

Loser.

-You okay? -Yeah. Why?

Well, you sound a little

feral.

I always do when I talk about Simon's bullshit.

-You do. -Yeah.

Has he done something bad?

What do you mean?

No, I...

I wasn't...

-I think he's cheating on me, so... -No.

-What? -What?

-What do you mean, cheating? -Oh, honey.

He's always on his stupid cell phone, and he's evasive.

I see the signals.

But who... Who could it be with? If... I don't...

Do you think it's someone from the gym?

Someone from town or something?

I wish I knew.

I refuse to be one of those wives who just looks the other way.

Then don't be. You can't put up with that shit. You've got kids to think about.

I'm so sorry. And if it's true, we'll just have to cut his balls off.

And his slut's balls too.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh my God.

I'm dead.

That's a shame. I'll send flowers to your funeral.

Died on the front lines.

-Mm. Mm-mm. -All right.

-Mm-mm. No, no. -Yes!

No, no, no, no!

Hanneke.

What's the matter?

She was wondering what I'm doing.

Maybe tell her you just got done fucking Simon.

What are you doing?

Come on, we have to go.

What does Hanneke have that I don't have? Huh?

Great tits.

Hey, uh,

what if someone found out?

Hang on a minute. What?

-Have you told anybody? -No.

No, I was just wondering what you would do.

What, uh... What would I do?

Patricia's the one you have to worry about. Not me.

-Be serious! -Oh, I'm being serious.

-But you really haven't told anyone? -No.

Hey.

Of course not.

All right. It's great to see you all here.

Glad that everyone's found a seat.

Um, the fight has seemed to cause quite an impact here.

The children, they are very overstimulated.

Very quick.

Ultimately, it was discussed extensively during their class, right, Inge?

Yes, sir. We spoke proactively

as we completed our diversity and inclusion training.

And I thought it would be wonderful...

Well, we thought it would be wonderful

if the children could share how they would deal with these situations.

Borre, would you like to start?

I was teasing Sophie about her mother being in the newspaper.

I heard she was hitting people.

But then Sophie told me she didn't like it so now I've stopped teasing her.

Yeah.

I feel that sometimes it's hard speaking or playing with people

while being an introvert.

That's why Borre thought I didn't mind.

But my boundaries are set now.

Good job.

-A-plus. -Well, hang on a minute.

I don't think it's fair to be putting the blame on Borre all of a sudden here.

I suggest that we not focus on who's to blame.

Yeah, but he's apologized. I mean...

After all, it was...

Sophie was the one who lashed out.

-Come on, really? -Guys, come on. This is simple.

The kids battled it out amongst themselves.

There's nothing wrong with that.

You also punched me and we're okay.

Yeah, no big deal. Might as well forget it.

Besides, uh,

don't most guys dream of rolling around on the floor with beautiful girls?

Jesus!

-Borre was attacked with a damn brick. -He could have been killed.

Okay.

It's a good thing that this is being discussed now,

because Beau swore to me that he wasn't holding a brick. Right, Beau?

What?

That is a wild fucking lie. We all saw it.

-Mm. -Everyone was there. He's lying.

Hello? Are you threatening a ten-year-old kid?

You should control your kid before he attacks him again.

-You should teach your kid manners. -Babette, Babette, no.

Yeah.

Come on, Beau. Apologize so we can get out of here.

But I had no brick though.

Beau, say you're sorry.

But I never had a brick, okay?

Everyone saw it, okay?

-I never had a brick. -Say you're sorry.

-You sure about that? -Yeah.

-I didn't have a brick! -Beau.

You are saying sorry now. Here in the group.

No. Because then it...

If you lie, do it right, for God's sake!

Calm down.

Beau.

Beau, honey.

Beau, come here!

He's such a complicated kid. I... I don't know what to do. I'm lost.

Mm. It looked like... like Evert had a sort of

bite mark on his hand?

What bite mark?

Yeah, if... if...

Did Beau do that?

He could have.

Don't you think maybe you should talk to somebody about it?

Yeah.

What?

-Me? -Yeah. Why put it off? Just talk about it.

To a psychologist or a psychiatrist.

This kind of behavior doesn't come out of nowhere.

-It... It's a reaction to something. -To me?

That's not what I said.

I mean, I did feel you overreacted, yeah.

-Yeah. And it wasn't the first time. -Okay.

Honey, what's wrong? Darling?

Why are you so angry?

-I don't want to talk. -Evert!

-Evert, stop! -Fuck.

Go ahead.

-I'm a monster, is that right? -Please.

-Here it comes. -Think about the kids.

The kids. What about them? Let them wake up for all I care.

Does this happen often?

I don't want to talk about it.

When he's sober, it's not...

He's really kind, but then...

Oh.

Babe.

Then he has a few...

Then he just gets so angry with me over...

The kids, and over you guys, over Simon, who he doesn't really trust,

and about...

There's always something.

Hey, listen.

Nobody can know about this. Okay?

He's my husband. This is my family.

You keep your hands off your goddamn partner,

off your children, and off your wife.

No, sorry, I don't understand.

Why can't we trust him at the gym?

Evert is losing his head.

-He's completely unpredictable. -Yeah, okay, but what am I supposed to do?

I don't know! But do something fast. Just figure it out, or my dad will.

Did you speak to Evert afterward?

-He went home after with Beau. -Mm.

And Babette?

"I'm an introvert."

Who do you think she got that from?

Hey.

You held it together really well.

This, uh... So, she's in the clear then?

Yeah. The complaints were withdrawn.

Seems like the people filing the complaints had second thoughts.

Well...

Who was it?

And what'd they say?

"She never did it"?

We don't know, Karen. That'll be handled by the legal team's people.

So, they're going to issue a retraction, right?

Yeah, well, we can definitely talk about that.

But we cannot force them to publish.

No decision has been made yet in the investigation, so...

So I'll remain forever guilty, then.

Bram, does this mean she, uh, can return?

Yeah, well, we can discuss that possibility.

We admire you, Karen, greatly.

There you go.

Ev, a moment?

Yeah, sure thing, okay. Take a break, yeah?

Good work, man.

Then we'll go to the sea first. Try to touch your hand.

Keep going.

-Is that an option? -Not officially.

- Hey - Hey.

Uh, sit down, please.

Uh, what's going on?

We'd like to speak to you about something.

Um, okay, go on.

Yes, good. You should be here for this as well, Babette.

I'm worried, Evert.

About your drinking.

What are you...

And I think you need help professionally.

Are you kidding me?

-We all love you. -Yeah?

But I wouldn't forgive myself if we don't take the next steps.

You're not doing well. And neither is Babette. Or the boys.

Patricia, this... What are you doing?

Jesus, Patricia, come on. We all drink. So this...

Yes, but it never causes us to be aggressive.

-What? What have you been saying? -No, I haven't told anybody anything.

Listen, guys. I don't know what she's saying, but she's lying.

-What are you doing? -It's about the tape of you, Evert.

What tape?

It's a tape of you, completely drunk, smashing up your kitchen

while Babette is crying her eyes out.

That tape.

You've been filming me?

You've been filming me?

You've been filming me?!

We can't jeopardize the safety of our clients.

This isn't "our" anything. Simon, "our clients"?

You have to do something about it, Evert.

There are some good programs that can really help.

And if you don't check into a clinic, then you should stay at our apartment.

At... At least for a little while.

I can't believe this.

Fuck.

Do it for Luuk and Beau.

Please forgive me. It was just for your...

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, but I want to tell them myself.

What do you mean?

-No, no, no, no. -Fuck you.

No, no. Evert. Evert! Ev, no!

-No, no! -Hey, Evert.

-Get the fuck off me! -You can't go! I'm sorry. Wait!

I'm sorry!

-I didn't want this! -Fuck you!

I didn't want this! Evert!

Babette. Babette. Are you hurt? Are you okay?

Okay.

Okay.

I didn't want this!

Someone had to step in and help him.

I was... I mean, I thought it was good that Patricia helped.

But something seemed off.

It wasn't my idea.

It wasn't really the best idea.

What should I have done?

Wait?

Evert needed help, but I was supposed to wait?

It didn't really work out, did it?

That's not normal, right? It's basically an intervention.

Yeah.

Did you know?

-That Patricia would do it? -Yeah.

No. No.

And all because of some vague video she showed us.

Well... the film was very clear.

What? Oh, no, I'm just saying it might be bullshit.

I mean, Babette made us think he was a monster, but what if it was her?

But even so, that wasn't okay.

I mean, that was pure aggression.

Oh, Karen, he just beat up the kitchen.

-He didn't beat up her. -Hello? With the kids in the house?

Yeah.

-You ready? -Yeah.

Hello?

Hello.

Hey, sweetheart.

Oh, look at that.

Very nice.

Hey. Are you okay?

-He won't speak to me. -Just give it a little time.

You proud of yourself?

Hm?

Oh.

Did you ever notice Evert struggling?

Did he become overwhelmed?

Evert had a problem.

That was very evident.

Not really, no. But I think...

Too late.

We noticed too late.

We all knew about it.

-Hi. -Hey.

-Hey. -Hey, hon.

-Is this one for the boys? -Yeah.

Come on.

-Jesus. -Sweetheart.

Hey, pal.

Well, then...

Hey. Oh, that smells good.

Nah, it's just a simple soup.

Oh, wow.

You didn't have to do that. Are you sure?

Yeah. This belonged to Wolf, but he forgot all about it anyway.

-So kind. -Soup's ready, everyone.

Oh, great.

Is that for the kids?

-Yeah. -Come on.

Hey, Miche.

Is Simon gonna fire me? Is he?

No, of course not.

They just really want you to get better. Believe me, they're not gonna fire you.

Trust me.

It was clear.

Evert was really falling apart.

But he blamed us for it.

And, um,

Babette did too.

-Oh, well, I could try to. -Yes.

With everything?

Hey, Dad. You're already here.

-Hey, hello. -Sorry.

No worries.

Wow, Samantha, you look even more beautiful than the real Mary.

Yeah, Grandpa would know. He knew her well.

Right?

-Good one. -We're going inside. See you.

-See you. -See you, honey.

There. Now we're going to turn you into a real Mary.

I don't think Mary was wearing heels in ancient Judea.

Oh, wow. It's prickly.

You look fantastic, sweetheart. You're gonna do great. Break a leg, okay?

And never take your heels off. They're amazing. Have a ball, love.

-Thank you. -Go take your place, okay?

Okay, everyone, could you come here?

-Yeah, I guess we should. -Isn't she that guy Evert's wife?

Uh, yeah, yeah. Uh-huh.

-Great tits. Beautiful. -Yeah.

Hey, it looks like she's been doing fine alone.

It seems my daughter solved that for you.

As for you, where are we going?

-To the... -Auditorium.

All right, let's go to the auditorium. You lead the way.

-Come on. -Let's go.

How could you go behind my back?

Did your father make you pull this?

Evert was a problem, and you did nothing.

Jesus Christ.

You know what? You're the same as your father.

-You mother... -It's genetic! Yeah.

Grandpa!

Without my father, you'd be out on the street.

Evert is my friend!

You should have thought about that before.

Right there.

-Hey. -Hey.

I should divorce you.

Well,

the children will miss you.

Hey.

I know everything.

Everything about your family.

You would know better than to threaten me if that were true.

Poor fucking Simon. You know what I mean?

All she cares about is money. She is such a superficial bitch.

Why wouldn't he cheat on her?

What?

He had an affair with Samantha's previous teacher,

so they moved here.

She tried to keep him on a leash while they're here, but...

A trained dog is still a dog.

♪ Bless our entrance ♪

♪ And our exit, too, Lord ♪

♪ Bless our daily comings and goings ♪

♪ Our daily bread ♪

♪ And all of life ♪

Singers, please stand close together!

No, no.

♪ Born in Bethlehem ♪

♪ In a stable ♪

♪ A Child whose kingdom shall never end ♪

♪ So cheer this year, Jerusalem Yes, Christ our Lord, we sing to Him ♪

♪ Praise His mother pure With her little child ♪

♪ Christ our Lord, we praise Him With our song of joy ♪

♪ With our song of joy ♪

♪ This year it lies in Bethlehem ♪

♪ In a small manger ♪

♪ His kingdom will know no end ♪

♪ In Bethlehem As scripture tells ♪

♪ It is lying in a barn ♪

♪ A manger is its residence ♪

♪ But it is a king ♪

♪ The highest king far and wide... ♪

The whole night, I was with Simon.

Maybe you should ask Karen where she was.

Hanneke had a fight before she fell.

It was someone that she knew. She let them inside herself.

Voices were heard.

At the funeral, you fought. You hit Hanneke.

Maybe you went to her to talk,

clear the air?

I wasn't there.

I was at home. With Babette.

The kids were in bed?

Yeah.

Yeah, I don't remember, uh,

how late, but, uh,

maybe Babette would know.

Right.

That's it for now.

Thank you for your time.

We'll give you a ride.

Let's double-check Babette was with you at home.

I WAS HOME ALL EVENING

BABETTE I WAS HOME ALL EVENING

Hey.

Hi.

Mrs. Struyck?

We would like to ask you a few questions.

BASED ON THE NOVEL 'THE DINNER CLUB' BY SASKIA NOORT