All language subtitles for EN - De.Dominee.2004

The Preacher

15 years earlier

Hi.

My mother and my brother.

Hello. My name is Klaas Donkers.
Nice to meet you.

Klaas.
-Hi. Pieter.

Would you like a drink?
-Klaas isn't staying.

Retailing certificate. Interesting.

...in an unforgettable match against
the American kickboxing champion.

Adri Slotemaker showed his superiority
and won the title.

Incredible.

World champion.

Adri Slotemaker.
-Kickboxing doesn't pay the bills.

Where do you get your stuff?
-Hugo.

What kind of guy is he?
-A crazy former American soldier.

He came here for the hookers.

He stayed on,
and is now the King of Hash.

Where does he get it?
-I don't know.

Want an envelope?
-Sure.

I'm going to make you rich, my friend.
-What do you want?

Is it a good book?

Is that him?

I'm going to have a chat with Hugo.
-Are you mad?

Get out of here.
Come on, let's go.

We want to talk to Hugo.

Wait here.

Come on, let's go.

Don't ever do that again.
-I needed to know I could trust you.

What now?
-He wants us to work for him.

Fuck off.
-That's still what we're going to do.

What's the biggest soft drink firm?
-Coca-Cola.

Why is that?

They got there first. They knew
they were sitting on a gold mine.

Fresh oranges.

The day they legalise hash,
I want to be the biggest.

Do you drink this shit?
It's disgusting.

What have you got against Fris?
-The fact that my dad owns it.

He owns the factory?

Hey, officer. We're working here.
-Take it easy.

So are they.

Christ.

No need to be afraid.

Your stuff is safe. This man
is a world champion kickboxer.

Sign here, please.

Let's talk. Waterlooplein,
Casual Clothing Company.

Just you.

You thought all I did was Hugo's books.

I want Hugo dead.
-No problem.

You want to take Hugo's place.
I want him dead.

Is this a test?

He knows what you're after.
That's why he wants you close by.

I don't kill people.

I know everything about Hugo.

Never mind.

He killed Bobby. Fucking bastard.

Let me.
-Leave me alone.

Was Bobby your boyfriend?
-My brother.

Why was Bobby killed?
-Hugo thought he wanted to go solo.

So you won't do it?

Sorry.

OK, forget it.

Perhaps we can do something else.
-Not interested.

What's the deal with the Turks?
Does Hugo stash stuff for them?

Why?

Can you find out where?
-I should get to work.

Will you go with him? One kilo.

The receipt from The Happy Smoker.
-You've got everything.

Big stash in Osdorp
and one in Van Der Helst Street.

Now you.

Red Lebanon,
36 Van Der Helst Street.

This shit smells awful.

You can go, Ronald.

Hugo is still alive.

Yes, in Florida.
Scared to death of the Turks' revenge.

Bobby is dead.

You, me, and Adri are going to run
this hash business differently.

No terror,
good customers, just business.

Violence only when it's strictly
necessary. And only soft drugs.

Your share.

What if Hugo comes back?
-He won't show his face around here.

He thinks he's screwed us.
-He'll find out.

I know. But we'll be ready for it.
He'll have the Turks to deal with.

Try this on.

Get your hands off me.

Will I see you again?
-I don't see why.

American tourists galore.

They'll do anything for a joint.

Put that thing away.

Any chance of a cup of tea?
-I don't have any.

Let's have a look.

I've got coffee. And whisky.

Nice jacket.
-Do you like it?

It's new.

I've come to see you.
-Pity. I met a cute American tourist.

Send her packing.

I want you so badly that I don't.
-I want you too, Annet.

The address book.

It's all here.

Adri, I've got Hugo's address book.

All the names are there.
Lebanon, Pakistan, you name it.

I'm serious.

Sure.

It's for you, not for that Adri.

Adri is my partner.
-He's not mine.

I don't like those martial arts types.
-Adri is OK.

You just have to get to know him.

We're going to be rich.

one year later

Christ, you're like a bunch of girls.
Come on.

I've got two now.
-ltalian shit, you poof.

Hey, close that door, you idiot.

I'm warning you.

How was Karachi?
-They're sending it over.

How are you, Jan?
-I still can't get past the hall.

That means Adri is doing a good job.
-lt means you haven't hired me yet.

You should have studied harder.
-New customers.

These guys are from Yugoslavia.

They have connections with Sarajevo.
I have to go. The girl needs me.

I have an appointment.

Adri, you take care of this.

My problem is
all the money I earn is illegal.

I can buy cars, rent buildings,
but I can't buy a house.

I'm a criminal lawyer.
-Precisely.

Open it.

I don't need to know everything.
-It's just a business.

Only soft drugs.
-I think I can help.

Not bad, eh?
-It's amazing.

What does that mean?

Do you hear that?

They'll love you. Especially my aunt.

Don't you remember your mother at all?

I was three when she left
me and my dad.

Not even an animal would do that.
But she did.

Auntie Jet.

This is Annet. Auntie Jet.

Hi, Anton.
-Jettie.

I've nothing to say to you.
Hello.

Come, let's get a drink.

So, old man. Got a new one?
Nothing personal.

My son, Klaas. He's in drugs.
-Pleased to meet you.

Soft drugs.
Like soft drinks, only more lucrative.

Yes, I'm very proud of him.

Like you are
of your pathetic soft drink factory?

You're nothing but a criminal.
-Sure.

Silvia, you can't be with him because you
want to. How much does he pay you?

You pathetic little man.

Much better than silver.
-I don't like it.

Copper isn't chic. Silver is chic.
-It's gorgeous.

It's not shiny. Mat shit.

Jesus, man.

What are you doing?
-I was putting the sign up.

Cheese.

How is it possible
that someone got in the garage?

You're in charge of security.
Mr Scary Kickboxer?

That's not fair, Annet.

The garage was open the whole time.

He just walked in.

What are we going to do about it?
-Talk.

To whom?
-Hugo.

What do you think he'll say?
Sorry, guys. Nothing personal.

What do you suggest?

We'll offer him money,
or a share of the market.

Stop tidying up.

My mother does that too.

We were going to do things differently.

Just business. No violence.
-Your car wasn't perforated.

Bertje was one of your guys.
-Killing Hugo won't bring him back.

Someone attempts murder.
One of your guys gets killed.

And you want to talk to him?

By retaliating now,
we can avoid violence in the future.

So?

Jan will know someone.

He'll appreciate that.
A real communist mine explosion.

That big nigger
won't know what hit him.

Tomorrow afternoon he'll be dead.
Or in the morning even.

No problem.

My mother's in the hospital. I must go.
-Too risky.

Hugo has emigrated for good.

Finally.

That's The lnternationale.

Nothing in the papers today.

Listen. I shoved him
under a stack of leaves.

I had to get out of there.

Is that a dead nigger, or what?

Good job.
-We can do it more often.

All Yugoslavs want to smoke hash.
And lots of it. All communists do.

We'll get all of Eastern Europe high.

We'll meet in Club Beograd. Tomorrow?
The day after tomorrow?

Tomorrow night, seven o'clock.

Bye.

What's wrong?
-I don't know.

Let Pim check it out.

Ganovic, you go right, your brother left.
And you, behind the door.

Klaas is coming.

Thanks.

Good job.

Unreliable guy, this Djindjic.

We'll have to do something about that.

They must have had a good laugh.

Did Djindjic think of this himself,
or did Jan help him?

Jan brought Djindjic
And he knows Hugo.

He can tell us himself.

So busy. Please forgive me.

Tomorrow night. That alright?

Let's go now.

Good evening, Jutka.

Your money, Hugo's money.

Double money.

What about you?

You have no pride, Jutka.

The preacher in black.

And Jan?

Promised ten percent. Won't get it.

He's lying.

Have him call Jan.

Fucking hell.

They are all dead.
There was a lot of blood.

And crying.

They're not men.

Ten percent. Come over here.

Come on, Jan. We have to celebrate.

Jan is coming.

You're stupid.

Loyalty...

doesn't exist.

Only money counts.

He wants to be a criminal.

He is like child.

He's not a man.

We'll wait for Jan.

Jesus.

Piet?

You don't think
I've got anything to do with this?

You're just dropping by, right?

He owed me money.

I thought we were friends.

We are friends.

Tell me, what's the most important
thing in friendship?

Trust. You can trust me.

I was here when Jutka rang you.

We said no murders.
Jutka rang Hugo behind my back.

There was nothing I could do.
What do you think?

I know I'm a coward.

So shoot me.

That's what you want, isn't it?

Klaas, don't be like this.

What a mess.

Keep the dry cleaner's receipt.

Now you're really the boss.
-Hugo is back in Florida.

I'm going to leave it.

You've shown
what you're capable of.

two years later

Hang on.
Wait there, I'll talk to you later.

These are the contractors.

Well, let's get started.

Three separate rooms, a wall here.
-I'll take care of all the paperwork.

So you can focus on the boys.
-Sounds good.

So, kid. Sure you're up for this?

Come on,
which one of us is the businessman?

What did Klaas have to say?
-I haven't mentioned it yet.

If the Council finds out someone on
the board has criminal ties, it's over.

You have to quit.
-I know.

It's an important party.
Piet, get me some cigarettes.

The deal is in 14 days.
-What deal?

The transport to Austria.
The ski bus.

It's too risky. Sorry.
Don't forget my cigarettes.

Annet wanted a different carpet.
-I talked to the Council.

I've got something for you.

It's legit. Suitable for the disabled.
Didn't your mum fall down the stairs?

A present, from me.

Bloody hell.

What did you want to say?

It can wait.

Come.

Do I really have to wear a suit?

Ah, my cigarettes.

I quit, Klaas.
I'll handle the transport myself.

Give me my share,
and you'll be rid of me.

Oh, all right.

Next week.
-I'll hold you to that.

It's your aunt. She's coming.
-Great.

Your dad's coming too.

The party will be ruined.

Don't you want him to see
what you've achieved?

Why don't you reconcile with him?
Not for him, but for yourself.

I'm getting a drink.

Auntie Jet.

So when are you going to tell him?
-I will.

Do it, Adri.

Hey, that's funny.
My son goes to your gym.

Andy Hansen. I'm Broer Hansen.
-Yes, I see the resemblance.

He's good.
-ls he? Takes after his dad.

Hi, Klaas. Broer Hansen.

Incredible,
how you two set up the business.

It's a whole new approach.

I can learn from you guys.
I'm in the business myself, you know.

Import and export,
if you catch my drift.

Your father is here.

The magician.
-Smart woman you've got.

Hi, Silvia.

Should I start calling you Mum?
-How about a tour?

That nearly went wrong, with your dad.
-Hey, my hat.

He can't stand it. This big house.
-The fact that you've got more money.

Loser. Keeps going on about
how it's criminal money.

Why don't we quit?
-Bake a space cake next time.

I want to quit.

We can't.
-Why not? We've got enough.

I'll sell it when it's legalised.
-What if it never is?

It will be.
-Really? When?

I want to keep this. This happy Klaas,
the house, these people.

I don't want you to get killed.
-Don't be silly.

OK. A few more million, and I'll quit.

I promise.

Next time you feel like a bike ride,
bring some bodyguards. You fool.

Piet wants out. He wants his share.
100 thousand. I agreed.

We'll meet at his place.

The gym's got the green light.
-Really?

Congratulations, Mr Slotemaker.

Nice one.

The Council is in.
They're investing 30 percent.

Raging Bull becomes civil servant.

Everything above board,
otherwise the Council will pull out.

I quit, Klaas.

I'm quitting the business.

The murders in the paper.
I can't be associated with it anymore.

You'll do no such thing,
you old boxing champ.

Because of us, there is less blood.
We create order in the chaos.

Where's Piet's money?

The Amsterdam Council
wants to release the soft drug trade.

Business is better than ever.
And you want to quit?

Idiot.

I can't tell my boys that violence
is wrong one day, and then...

I can't do it.

You'll get your share, and that's it.

Close the door behind you.

Fucking hell.

What if you keep your hands clean?
-Stop it. We've made enough cash.

What's got into you?
First Annet wants out, now you.

The money is rolling in.

We get warmer receptions in Pakistan
and Morocco than the Prime Minister.

We've connections all over Europe,
we can't stop now.

You're carrying on like
it's a normal business.

The day they legalise it, it will be.
-But it's not.

It attracts murderers, psychopaths.
You're addicted to the rush.

I can handle it, but I need you.
-Give it up.

Give it up.

Don't leave me in the lurch.
-I'm not.

I'm just quitting the business.
-lf you stop...

you're leaving me in the lurch.

Seventy...

That makes a hundred.

No bodyguards, Klaas?
-I don't need them for you, do l?

I thought you were with him.

You've started painting again.
Nice.

I wonder how much
Adri and Annet think you're worth.

More than 100,000, I guess.
-Don't be foolish.

Guys.

Don't do it, Jaap.
-You're shooting me?

Christ.

What a fucking mess.

Donkers? He's in the OR.
-Where?

Man with shot wounds. Just brought in.

You let him go by himself?
-He left without telling anyone.

I didn't hear him leave.

The first time was with the Ferrari.

Jaap is dead.
Klaas is wanted for murder.

Silly Pietje.

It's one of the hazards of the job.

I shouldn't have let you go.

It was my own stupid fault.

The doctors say
I will take six months to recover.

The lawyers want to talk to you.

Please. I can manage.

The public prosecutor
demands eight years.

You won't get away with less than six.
You'll need a testimony.

I'll talk to them.

It's your fault he's in here.

Fuck off.

Fuck.

Stop that.

OK. You'll get your statement.

He's afraid to tell you.
-What?

Pieter is in trouble.

With those contractors.

Problems with money. A lot of money.

He's your brother.

They didn't tell me about the debts.
Now we have to pay.

Jesus, Adri.
Those two screwed me over.

How much?
-1,475,000.

How did you get in this mess?
Fucking hell.

Testimonies from Karel and Joop.

Yes, I can work with this.

It's still illegal possession of arms.
-Six months, tops.

I'm impressed, Adri. Thanks.

The Oriana. Customs know.
I'll arrange the transport myself.

Frankfurt wants the whole stash.
-3,000 kilos?

I need money, Klaas. A lot of money.

1.5 million.

Pieter's contractors are bad news.

If he doesn't pay them 1.5 million,
they'll hurt him.

We'll hurt them first.
-We can't.

We have to do it right,
or we'll lose the Council.

Sort it out with Annet.

She hasn't got time right now.

If there's a problem, tell Pim.
I don't want you in my office.

Do you have the cash?
-You think we have 1.5 lying around?

Klaas agreed.

It's my money. I'll get it myself.

Fuck...
-Shut up.

That fucking...

Where's the cash?
-ln the bank, where it belongs.

Then let's go and get it.

Sorry, Adri.

Annet won't give me my money.
-I hear you threatened her.

I wanted to go to the bank with her.
Suddenly, Pim's pointing a gun at me.

Where are all those morals of yours
when your money's at stake?

I didn't threaten her.

You'll get your money when I quit.
-I need it now.

Annet can't manage by herself.

I need you.

I need that money now.
Don't be so stupid.

I'm not stupid.

Are you threatening me too?

You'll stay. End of discussion.

Hello?
-Adri Slotemaker.

Adrianus. Come in.

Good luck.

I couldn't sleep.

Adri went to see Broer Hansen.

The Oriana load. Don't tell Klaas.
It's probably nothing.

The Customs guy called.
Will you take care of it?

All right, Freddy?

Back so soon?

You got everything, right?

That's all there is.

Very funny. Where is it?

There was one container.
It was collected yesterday.

Fuck.

300 thousand kilos of hash doesn't just
disappear. Someone is very rich now.

What's wrong?

Tell him.

Adri has been in touch
with Broer Hansen.

I didn't want to tell you immediately.

Seeing as I'm always
so negative about him.

Adri wouldn't do such a thing.

You didn't give him his money.
-Still.

He needed money, so he thought:
I'll just sell the whole stash.

What would a brainless moron like you
know about Adri?

Hookers and booze,
that's all you know anything about.

Bloody hell.
-Stop it, Pim.

Adri wouldn't do such a thing.

I need to know I can count on you.
-Like you were one of us.

Robbie had a big load from Pakistan.
It was yours.

How much?
-300,000. Prime quality.

Robbie isn't Broer Hansen.
-Robbie does Broer's dirty work.

I'm counting on you.

Send for Adri.

How are you?

I don't blame you for wanting out.
-I'm in, OK? I just want my money.

That's not the way Klaas sees it.

I promised to stay until he gets out.
-I believe you.

Sorry.

I found another way to get the money.

It would be nice if I could get
some of that 1.5 million soon.

Klaas doesn't see it that way.
I'm sorry.

So why are you here?
-Klaas wants to see you.

I want my money first.
It's mine. I worked for it.

You killed for it.
-Fuck you.

Drop dead, you stuck-up bitch.

You talked to him.

He's not coming?

You can rely on your enemies.
Friends can betray you.

Give Adri an advance payment.
Get him back in the business.

Forget about that guy.

If I'd been in that Ferrari,
I would have been dead.

Forget about him.

Send Pim up.

Don't do it, Klaas.

Don't.

See you tomorrow.
-Forget about him.

What is it with you two,
you pair of faggots?

Is he more important than me?
Let go of me.

I don't want any publicity.
Nothing in the paper. No photos.

I want him to disappear.

350,000.
You'll get the rest in two days.

Klaas wants you
to take care of something.

Mum, I'm going out.

I'll go and find him.

Mr Dompelaar? Could you clarify
your revised statement?

After deduction of the 15 months
the suspect already served...

I grant his immediate release.

You're free.
-I'll see you tonight.

Pay them.

Harry? It's Klaas.

What are you standing behind me for?
Have you turned gay?

Jantje Stash?

How do you think he got his nickname?

Your contacts with Customs
are better than anyone else's.

I am Customs.

When it comes to road transport,
who's the best?

There's only one.

I can buy Pakistan's
entire year's harvest.

40 tons. Top quality Pakistan stuff.

The Big Mountain.

You can join in.

Silly me.

Welcome home.

How did it go?
-Most of them are in.

That's fantastic.

It's such a sick bunch.
Money-grubbers, good-for-nothings...

and brainless psychopaths.

What's this?
-It's nothing. For stress.

Show me.

For sleep disorders and depression.

That's not like you.

Don't worry.

Tough nut.

I love you so much.

I'll quit after the Big Mountain.

You won't need
those pills anymore.

six months later

The victim was Adri Slotemaker,
former world kickboxing champion.

The body was sawed into pieces
and buried in cement.

The case is being investigated,
but no links have been found.

One, two, three, four.
Legs wider.

I'm looking for
Adri Slotemaker's brother.

Just a minute.

Pieter, someone to see you.

You're Adri's brother.
Can I talk to you?

Sorry for your loss.

I know Adri from the old school building.

You know him from kickboxing?
-Yes, I was a great admirer.

Absolutely.

That's why I lent him
a substantial amount of money.

His brother, I gather that's you,
was in some financial trouble.

He needed 1.5 million straight away.

So I lent him that.

And seeing as Adri is dead...

The Big Mountain arrives tomorrow.
We have to keep cool.

It'll be over soon.

Adri's mother is here.
I can tell her you're out.

How can I help you?
-Did you do it?

No.

It doesn't matter, anyway.

Luckily his father
didn't live to go through it.

Pieter is in trouble.

Could you help him?
-I don't see how.

Someone claims Adri borrowed
a lot of money from him. For Pieter.

For the gym.

He wants interest now.

His name is Hansen.

Adri borrowed from Hansen?
-I could sell the house you gave me.

Debts need to be paid off.

I thought he got the money from you.

But he borrowed it from Hansen.
That's what he said.

Well, well. It's The Preacher.
-I need to talk.

You and someone else.

Perhaps you could call next time?

Why are you harassing
Adri's brother about money?

Adri borrowed 1.5 million guilders
from me. OK?

You took the Oriana load.
That was worth 3 million.

Help me out here.
-Adri needed it for the gym.

Now that Adri's gone,
his brother has to pay me back.

If they don't have it, they'll have to give
me a share in the gym. What's it to you?

Adri sold you a stash for 1.5 million
that was worth 3 million.

Now Adri's dead, you're saying
you lent him that money?

You just want the gym.

You think Adri
sold that Oriana load to me?

I never bought it from him.
-You had that stash.

The whole town knows.
-Yes, but I didn't get it from Adri.

So who did you get it from? Me?
Funny, I don't remember.

If you don't know, I won't tell you.

You can put up as many lights
and intercoms as you like...

and bodyguards.

But if I want to kill you, I will.

Adri came to see me.
He was furious at you.

He needed money,
and you wouldn't give it to him.

The Oriana load never came up.

Two of our guys are in your house
right now.

Take it easy.

Who was it?
-You don't want to know.

I hate using violence.

Annet. Your wife.

Who?
-Annet.

She has a bank account
in Luxembourg, right?

I can show you the statement,
if you like.

Pull over here.

Did you know about this?

I wanted to tell you, Klaas. Honest.

That night I saw Adri at Hansen's...
My rear light was broken.

Annet took the car somewhere.

Pim, you go home.

Never trust anyone.

Bloody hell, Klaas.
They found the Big Mountain.

40 tons. Someone opened their mouth.

If hash were legalised,
I'd be the biggest.

Go ahead.