All language subtitles for Van. der. Valk. 2020. S04E03. WEBRip. x264-TORRENTGALAXY

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HENDRIK:
She's dead.

PIET:
Yeah, I noticed that.

Our prime suspect is someone
who's been missing,

presumed dead, for two years.

DANIELLE:
We're activists, not extremists.

Whoever this woman is,
we need to find her.

FLINN:
They want their money.

They'll be coming for me next,
and you!

(dog barking)

(glass breaking)

I am your best chance
of finding her.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(thunder claps)

(whimpers)

(click)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Raven Haven,
I love you no more ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Dreamer redeemer ♪

♪ Return to before ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is it you? ♪

♪ Is it you that I hear ♪

♪ Calling from
a distant shore? ♪

♪ ♪

(birds tweeting and calling
on recording)

(switch clicks)

(man speaking faintly,
birds chirping in film)

(saws running)

(protesters chanting)

(switch clicks, film stops)

(footsteps approaching)

(door unlocks)

(door creaks softly)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(door opens, bag slides)

(door closes)

(shatters)

Hello?

Hello?

(birds chirping in film audio)

(protesters chanting in film)

(switch clicks,
film audio stops)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(gasps)

(yelping)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Please tell me
you made it to bed.

I made it to bed.

(exhales)

(bell ringing hour)

♪ ♪

You're keen, Jay.

You're never normally
first here.

Ah, you know how it is,
the early bird catches the worm.

Race you.

First to get set up.

Winner buys breakfast.
Where's the challenge in that?

Weird.
Mm-hmm?

They're Gerda's.

She can't still be here,
can she?

Wouldn't put it past her
to work all night.

Gerda?

♪ ♪

DANIELLE:
Gerda?

Gerda?

(screaming):
Gerda!

(panting)

(water splashes)

♪ ♪

(car approaches, engine stops)

♪ ♪

I take it
you're not here for a swim.

(engine stops, rattling)

Seems like your gasket's
about to blow.

(exhales)

Oh, I've just got a, got
a lot on my mind at the moment.

I meant the car.

Your gasket's about to blow.
What you on about?

This car's a classic.

It's neglected,
is what it is.

When did you last
have it serviced?
Uh...

(radios squawking,
camera shutters clicking)

Hey-- victim is Gerda Schalk,

found by her business partner
Danielle Panhoff.

How's that cough of yours?

Gone the way of the dodo--
extinct.

Well, good.

She's dead.

Yep.

Yep, I noticed that.

So, is, is that it?

Well, it depends
on your belief system.

I mean, cultures have
pondered it for millennia

whether death is the end
or just the beginning.

I tend to think of it
as a return to the source.

Yeah, I meant more,
nothing about

a penetrating wound,
jagged edges,

or, I don't know,

whatever it is
you normally bang on about?

Nah.

We got a murder weapon?

Ah, maybe the, uh,
neck of a smashed bottle,

two or three inches in length,
spattered in blood.

(exhales)

So, what was
the victim doing here

in the dead of night, anyway?

Preparing for
the Global Wildlife Congress.

Okay, well, there's got
to be CCTV, right?

In a place like this?
Disabled.

Cut dead
just after midnight.

Gives us a loose time of death,
I guess.

What's all, uh,
all this?

Oh, it's a bird exhibit
connected to a video floor.

So how do you switch this on?

Here.

(birds chirping in film)

What's that spell?

Cob?

Colin, cobalt, what?

I don't know.

What about next of kin?
Oh.

Family live abroad,

but Danielle Panhoff
forwarded me this photo

of her partner

from Gerda's socials,
Flinn Bovens.

They share an apartment.

Address near Vondelpark.
Okay.

We'll have a word.

(camera shutters clicking)

LUCIENNE:
First time I've ever
known Hendrik not put on a show.

Oh, it was still
a show.

Just not the usual one.

(exhales)
(pool ball clacks)

Oh!

Reckon that's a foul,
don't you?

Flinn Bovens, right?

Your neighbor said
we might find you here.

It's about Gerda.

EDDIE:
Do the words "col"
or "cob"

mean anything
to either of you?

A trade name,
nickname, or a bird name?

Not really, no.

No, nothing at all.

And who else might
have been here late at night?

All sorts,
before a conference.

Did Gerda have any enemies?

Why would she have enemies?

The campaign group you ran.

Are there any people or groups
who might have

disagreed with you?
Not violently.

We're both just passionate

about keeping wildlife
in its natural habitat.
Passionate.

Does that mean militant?

Ecological campaigners
can upset people.

We're activists, not extremists.

JAY:
We're all just doing our best

trying to build a better world.

When did you last see
Gerda?

Few days ago.

Even though you live
together?

We were on a break, okay?

I've been staying
with friends.

Things not good
between you?

What's that got to do with you?

You know, we have to do
this conversation a lot.

Ever since
we gave you the news,

you've been

kind of distracted.

(chuckles):
Wouldn't you be?

You've just told me
my partner's dead, okay?

I'm trying,
trying to process it.

LUCIENNE:
Let us help you
process it, then.

Tell us what you're
thinking.

Gerda had, had been behaving
strangely recently.

I don't know, it's hard
to put a finger on it.

She's been distant, just...

Different.

If you were on a break,

how come you're hanging out here
in your local pool hall?

I wanted to see her.

Just came here to, to get
my head straight first.

(sniffles)

Could Gerda have been
seeing someone else?

Just asking.

(sniffs)

I don't know.

Maybe.

We'll need to take
a look at your apartment.

Check out Gerda's belongings,
her computer.

♪ ♪

(door rattles)
Wait here--
we'll take a look.

Which one's your apartment?

Second floor,
room at the back.

♪ ♪

(door closes, echoes)

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♪ ♪

♪ ♪

From the look on your face,
I guess this isn't just

you guys being messy.

LUCIENNE:
Either Gerda upset someone
or you did.

Or someone's
looking for something.

Does that make any sense
to you?

No, no, I swear, this...

Right, where were you
last night?

At work.

I'm a barman at Icecap,

on the Singel.
What time do you finish?

FLINN:
I don't know,
about 3:00-ish?

I came home, I crashed out.

We'll send forensics
down here.

You okay?

Do you need us to get an officer
to come and sit with you?

(voice trembling):
No, I'll be fine.

PIET (voiceover):
Flinn Bovens-- do some digging.

I want to speak
to his boss at Icecap,

see what time
he left last night.
Will do.

So, Gerda Schalk.

Campaigned against
wildlife trafficking.

Fourth-largest criminal activity
in the world, apparently.

Worth tens of billions
of dollars a year.

And she was particularly
vocal

about the illegal trade
in birds.

Okay, let's see if we can
find anyone specifically

she might have upset.

Mm-hmm.
What's all this?

EDDIE:
The CCTV was disabled
inside the venue.

But there was one road camera
working nearby.

Coverage is limited,

but managed to catch
three people.

LUCIENNE:
Let's circulate images
at the venue,

see if anyone
recognizes them.

Yeah, yeah, but before that,
hang with me a sec.

Tell me.

Am I going mad
or is that Cobie Stegenga?

The musician?

Thought she was dead.

EDDIE:
Yeah, but it looks
just like her, right?

And what if Gerda Schalk
was trying to write

"Cobie" on the floor
with her fingers in blood?

I mean, that's not
a coincidence, is it?

It might be.

Only you don't believe
in them.

Well, there's
a first time for everything.

Okay.

How about this?

Blue feather
in her left ear.

Cobie Stegenga always
wore one in memory of her mum.

Woman from last night
has the same.

PIET:
Okay, remind me.

Two years ago,
Cobie Stegenga went missing.

General consensus was,
she committed suicide.

Personally,
I don't think she did.

Four years ago,
she released two albums,

had a couple of big hits.

"Wings of Freedom,"
"Torch of Peace"?

Right-- she was about
to go on her first world tour,

but went missing.

Car found parked
by a flooding river.

She was prone
to bouts of depression.

Known to self-harm
and had doubts about the tour.

Sounds like suicide to me.

EDDIE:
Yeah, but her body
was never found, was it?

And some of her family insist
she'd never commit suicide.

You mean her dad?
Mm, certainly remember him.

We all do, don't we?

I think she faked
her own death

because of the pressure
of going on tour.

In fact, I'm sure of it.

One hundred percent.

I was a... bit of a fan.

What's that got to do
with Gerda Schalk's murder?

It's just a CCTV image.

That woman could be
a lookalike, a fake.

Christ, there could be
any number of explanations.

Well, whoever she is,

she was in the vicinity
last night,

and the last thing the victim
did was maybe

start writing "Cobie" in blood--
why would you do that?

To identify the killer,
maybe.

Okay, let's just take it
one step at a time.

Whoever this woman is,
we need to find her.

Great.

Great, so our prime suspect is
someone who's been missing,

presumed dead, for two years.

Gerda's passion was campaigning
against animal trafficking,

particularly rare birds.
Hm.

Flinn wanted
to monetize that.

How?

By setting up a charitable
organization

and ask for donations.

He was more interested
in the money than the cause,

so we said no.

Well, he wasn't
really happy about that.

Do you know
any of these people?

They were caught on CCTV
outside last night.

Looks like that singer.

The one that committed suicide.

Cobie.

Cobie Stegenga.

It does, doesn't it?

Whoever it is,
have you seen her around here?

No.

And I'd remember her.

I used to like her music.

(chuckles):
Yeah, me, too.

What about him?

Yes.

I saw him once.

And where was this?

We were at a different
conference.

Sweden, I think.

And did Gerda know him,
too?

No.

She wasn't there
for that one.

He was,

he was talking with Jay
at the airport.

I just remember
that he didn't want

to say his real name.

Said to call him "Meatball"?

Meatball.

Okay.

JAY:
What am I meant to do?

Ask the police if I can
take my stash of cash now?

Just sit tight, okay?

(shouting):
Jay, shut up!

They want their money, Jay.

They wanted it at 10:00
this morning!

They'll be coming for me next,
and you.

PIET (softly):
Hey!

Thanks.

PIET:
Yeah! Good, go on!

Flinn Bovens checks out.

Icecap manager
confirms he was there

till after 3:00 last night.

So, person A we can rule out.

It's a local resident
on their way home

after a night out.

B, we're still searching.

And C-- you figured out how
to find a missing person yet?

No, but I have read up
on arguments

for why Cobie Stegenga might
still be alive.

Persuasive?

One, she'd been obsessed
with the idea of becoming

a recluse
since childhood.

I mean, she was scared
of open spaces

and crowds--
agoraphobic, basically.

Which is not ideal when
you're about to go on tour.

Two, every day for
a week before she disappeared,

she withdrew 200 euros
from a cash machine.

Why do that if you're
about to commit suicide?

Maybe the cash
was for something else,

and the suicide was
a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Mm, okay, but then
there's three-- sightings.

Oh, several fan sightings
in Goa, right?

Not long after
she went missing?

Yeah, but there
was also a sighting

at a mental health clinic
in Groningen.

Someone contacted them asking
for help but bottled on arrival.

And it fits her description
perfectly.

(sighs):
But if it is her, what is her
connection to Gerda Schalk?

You know, Cobie goes missing

and is in touch with no one,
not even her family.

And then maybe kills Gerda?
Why?

Don't know, but if we're
serious that she's a suspect,

we're gonna need to speak
to her father,

Marcus.
Really?

Why wouldn't we?

Because that man's heart
was broken

in a way which was
too painful to watch.

Stubbornly convinced
his daughter was still alive.
Yeah.

But now we think she is.

♪ ♪

(bicycle bell rings)

♪ ♪

(engine stops,
rattles and hisses)

Don't.

Stay! Stay! Good girl.
(whimpers)

Be back soon!

You're not going to show
Marcus Stegenga the photo,

are you?

We can't give him false hope.

Agreed.

My neighbor isn't in.

LUCIENNE:
Oh, do you know
when he'll be back?

Or where we can
find him?

He'll be in his workshop
in the Jordaan.

It's on Tuinstraat.

That's a long way from here.

He likes the walk.

Takes his mind off
other things.

This isn't about
another sighting, is it?

No, no.

No, we just need a word.

Thanks.

(gulls squawking)

♪ ♪

(keys jangle, lock turns)

(door closes)

(bird chirping)

(twittering)

(chuckles):
Meatball?

Never heard of him.

Danielle must be confused.

Maybe with everything
that's happened.

I, I have no idea
who that is.
Are you sure?

She says you met him
at an airport in Sweden.

Swear to God, mate, I,

I've never seen him before--
she must be confusing me

with someone else.

♪ ♪

PIET:
I get why people go missing.

I mean, I can kind of
relate to that myself.

Figures.

What I don't get,

given how hard it must be
for the families,

is why they stay missing,

with no contact at all.

Maybe they feel
they just can't go back.

No one chooses to have
mental health issues.

Maybe they see staying away
as a form of self-care,

instead of seeking
professional help.

♪ ♪

(door opens and closes)

LUCIENNE:
Mr. Stegenga?

Nice to meet you--
Inspector Hassell.

Commissaris van der Valk.

Have you found Cobie?
No.

No, we just wanted
to ask some questions.

About Cobie?
Do you have a lead?

Is that what
this is about?
No.

Then why are you here?

Leave me in peace otherwise.

Does the name Gerda Schalk
mean anything?

Should it?

She was killed last night

at a conference center
outside of town.

What's a murder got to do
with me and my daughter?

Well, we're not sure yet.

Victim was an expert in birds.

You're clearly a fan, too.

Birds were Cobie's passion.

Their songs were the only thing
that could calm her down

when she had her episodes.

I mean, no offense,
but, uh,

shouldn't birds be in forests,

not cages?

I mean, wouldn't they rather
be flying free?

Wouldn't a dog
rather be off its lead?

Besides, this one
was born in captivity.

To release it now, it might
not know how to survive.

Some can, some can't.

Really?

I mean, this little fella,

he looks like
he could handle himself.

Herself.

I'm keeping her
for when Cobie gets back.

LUCIENNE:
About the episodes
you mentioned.

What form did they take?

MARCUS:
My daughter had
multiple issues

with anxiety and panic attacks.

Which got worse
with her success.

That's why she disappeared.

To get away
from the spotlight.

Is Cobie's mother around?
No, she died.

When Cobie was little.

But Cobie's still alive--
you know that,

right?

Before she disappeared,
she was talking about new songs.

She'd just bought a new bed.

You don't buy a new bed if
you're going to commit suicide.

You might.

Feelings can overwhelm...
(softly):
Yeah.

...and push someone
over the edge in an instant.

She's not dead.

A parent just knows
these things.

If you believe
your daughter's alive,

why do you think
she's still missing?

Why not get in touch
to say she's okay?

I don't know.

Maybe she thinks I'm angry--
I'm not.

I just want her back.

(bird twittering)

♪ ♪

We came across this image.

The image was captured last
night at the conference center.

Took your time.

Apologies.

You know,
it might not be her.
It's her.

And you know it.

Or you wouldn't have
shown it to me.

It's compelling,
I'll give you that.

But I don't know for sure.

I do.

In here.

Can I keep it?

Yeah.

But I'd prefer if
you kept it to yourself.

Of course.

Can trust me.

You know, we don't
know where she is.

We don't know what
she's involved in.

But I have
to be honest with you.

Your daughter
is the prime suspect

in a murder
investigation.

My daughter is not a murderer.

♪ ♪

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LUCIENNE:
So you're convinced the woman
in the photo is Cobie.

I don't...

I don't think you have to be
a parent to sense that it is.

Talking of which,

you thought any more
about that, uh...

You know, that,
that thing you mentioned.

What thing I mentioned?

You know,

parenting.

Exercising your biological
right to go for it.

You mean have a baby, Piet?

Yeah, that's the one.

Yeah, I have, actually.

I was thinking about it
this morning.

I've made the decision

I'm gonna start looking
for a surrogate father.

I mean, ideally, someone I know,

someone with good
bone structure,

decent genes, generally,

qualities to admire.

I don't know,
what do you think?

(exhales):
Um...

Hard to find one of those
these days, isn't it?

Hmm.

I think you're better off,
you know,

with a good sense of humor.

I mean, that's important,
isn't it?

That's overrated, I think.

Really?

Funnily enough, I know
a strong contender.

Do you?

Tall, dark, and handsome?

Rather than
short, fair, and slim?

(mouths)

Yeah, you're winding me up.

(laughing):
Course I am.

(exhales)

But stop asking me stupid
questions about it, will you?

You're like my gran.

Believe me, I will never,
never mention it again.

For a few seconds there,
the universe went

very, very strange.

Good.
(shudders)

(chuckles)

(pills rattling)

(bottle closing)

(breathing deeply)

(sighs)

EDDIE:
♪ Bury my wings ♪
(whines)

♪ Of freedom ♪

♪ I want to beat my heart
into feelin' ♪

♪ I want to beat my soul ♪

(stammering):
I was just listening

to one of Cobie's songs--
think of it as research.

(exhales):
I definitely don't
think of it as singing.

Has anyone at the conference
recognized Cobie?

A couple of people
spotted the resemblance,

but nobody said
they saw her at the venue.

And they would
have remembered.

How about you guys? Anything?

Oh, your man here is convinced

the woman in
the photo is, indeed,

Cobie Stegenga.
Is he now?

Although Cobie's father
insists she isn't

a murderer, which, he would.

Wouldn't he?
And if she isn't,

then what was she doing

at a conference center
late last night?

Seeing Gerda Schalk, maybe.

Connection being?

PIET:
Birds.

Cobie Stegenga was into them,
as was Gerda Schalk.

Maybe Cobie's afraid
of crowded spaces.

That's why she went there
at night.

All right, let's go over
Gerda Schalk's computer,

see if anyone's communicated
with her

about our feathered friends.

How come you look like the cat

that got the cream
all of a sudden?

I did a trawl
of known animal traffickers,

in particular,
bird smugglers.

And guess what?

Carl Simons.

A.K.A. Meatball.

Loan shark and smuggler.

Now, he did three years in
prison for importing rare birds

and selling them
onto the exotic pet market.

Any connection to Gerda Schalk?

She was part of the undercover
operation that got him caught.

Wow.

Okay, well,
that gives him motive.

What's odd, though, is,

Danielle Panhoff thought
she recognized him--

someone she'd seen at another
conference with Jay Waldock.

But Waldock "denies"

any knowledge of him.

You got an address
for Meatball?

Oh, I'm working on it.

Oh.

You showed Marcus Stegenga
the photo, then?

(sharply):
What?

Yeah, press office
just sent this,

on Marcus's website.

"Police confirm new sighting."

Thank God Dahlman's away.

Right, come on,
we better find him

before he causes
any more problems.

PIET:
What's this?

What's it look like?
Autopsy report.

And?

You can read, can't you?

♪ ♪

(playing slow melody)

(song continues)

There you go, sir.

Thank you.

Hey.

What you got?
I need help.

Which do you want?

Cobie Stegenga song lyrics

or blogs about songbirds?

Songbirds.

Takes me back to my childhood.

All right.

Want a drink?

Coffee, please.
Sure.

PIET:
Hey.

Marcus in this time?

No-- following a lead,
apparently.

Hm, why do I not like
the sound of that?

A fan contacted his website
saying they thought they knew

where the new photo was taken--
he's gone there.

Been quite a response
to his website.

Local press have
been here, too.

Whoever showed him that photo
should be shot.

Couldn't agree more.

I mean, how does
some idiot think

that showing Marcus
that photograph's

a good idea?

What is wrong with people?

PIET:
Uh, I don't know.

Probably just
a innocent mistake.

Marcus needs to be left
to get on with his life.

Cobie wouldn't have
wanted any of this.

Uh...

Sorry, um...

Who are you?

This is my son Jesse,
visiting his mama.

So you two knew her well?

Of course we did.

We practically
grew up together.

So you think she's dead?

I'm sorry to say it,
but yes, I do.

Every year on my birthday,

wherever she was,

wherever I was,
she'd be in touch.

Without fail.

She'd never miss it.

She's gone-- I know she's gone.

ANKI:
Oh, Jesse.

It's okay, darling.

♪ ♪

Have you seen her?

I haven't seen her.

Thanks.

♪ ♪

What do you think
you're playing at?

I asked you to keep the photo

to yourself.
You asked.

I didn't say I would.

Uh, yes, you did.

You said I could trust you.

You know I could arrest you for
obstructing an investigation.

Or you could help me
find Cobie.

Well, I am your best chance

of finding her.
No.

I'm her best chance.

She's my priority.

Everything else
comes second.

Including you.

We're trying to find Cobie.

You going public doesn't help.

Don't see why.

Well, she's managed
to stay missing this long.

You interfering, I don't know,

it might set her back.

She needs to know
I'm looking

and that I'm still here for her.
(Sniffer whimpers)

(whimpering, whining)

What is it, girl?

(quietly):
What is it?

(whines)

Go on, then.

(barking)
Go on.

(barking)

♪ ♪

(Sniffer barking)

(grunts)

You going somewhere?
Home!

What's wrong
with this stupid dog?

There's nothing wrong
with "this dog."

She's called Sniffer
for a reason.

(Sniffer barking)

She's particularly
partial

to drugs and cash.

(bag rattling)

(exhales)

So...

Which is it?

Want to show us
what's in your hold-all, then?

♪ ♪

(door closes)

Look, it's nothing to do
with me.

I'm just a middleman.

Middleman for who
and about what?

Okay, let's look at it
another way.

You may just be
the middleman.

But you're also the only one
in custody, so, right now,

you need to start
helping yourself.

Well, I don't know
anything.

Try harder.

I mean, you're
into sustainability.

Try and sustain
your chances of freedom.

(chuckles)

You lied when you said
you didn't know

Carl "Meatball" Simons,
right?

Are you selling or buying?

And who's the money for?

Come on, get smart.

You may as well come clean.

We know trafficking birds
is Meatball's speciality.

Is it yours, as well?

Being one of the good guys

has got to be a good front
for trafficking.

No one's going to suspect

an expert in sustainability,
are they?

It's no big deal.

I just helped source
and ship some songbirds

from Indonesia via Amsterdam
to Brazil.

The cash was payment
for that.

Via Meatball?

So, you do know him.

Why the nickname?

He got it in prison.

So what happened last night?

Did Gerda discover the money?

Did Meatball get a little jumpy
and silence her?

Or was the plan always
to kill her?

(exhales):
I don't know.

I don't know what the hell
happened last night.

(clicks tongue):
But Meatball might.

So, address, please.

I can't do that.

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(clicks tongue, inhales)

Yes, you can.

You see,
I'm no trafficking expert.

I mean, that,
that is not my bag.

But murder

is.

And right now, there's a body
of a young woman

lying on a slab in our path lab.

And we need to know
who took her life.

So, if you don't mind,

address.

♪ ♪

(calling out):
Eddie?

♪ ♪

(engine revving)

♪ ♪

(tires squeal)

♪ ♪

(car doors close,
dog barking in distance)

(gate creaks,
dog barks in distance)

(dog barking in distance)

("Bia Bare Safar Bandim" by
Mohammad Nouri playing softly)

(calling out):
Mr. Meatball!

(song continues)

(inhales deeply)

(song continues)

Hey.

(grunts, gun falls)

(grunting)

PIET:
Halt! Don't move!

EDDIE:
Hey!

♪ ♪

Let's go.

(panting)

(engine starts)

(grunts)

EDDIE:
Oi!

(Meatball panting)
MAN:
Hey!

(Meatball grunts)
Ow.

(yelling, grunting)

(yelps)

(grunting)

(yells)
(yelps)

♪ ♪

Hey!

(tires squealing)

(grunts)

♪ ♪

(grunts)

(shouts):
Halt!

(panting):
Guys, guys,
I didn't do anything.

Yeah, save it for the judge.

Is this about last night?

At the conference
center?

I think I saw someone.

Saw who?

(panting)

(speeding car
approaching)

(yelps)

(brakes squeal)

(firing)

Get the plates!

(engine revs, tires squeal)

(breathing heavily, sighs)

(click)

♪ ♪

LUCIENNE:
Two very different victims.

There's got to be a connection.

When did her issues start?

How did she react?

JESSE:
Violently.

(tires squealing,
gun firing)

COBIE:
You!

There's something going on
with Hendrik.

You should have been
a detective.

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