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Names, incidents
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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

-Marc?
-I want a word with you.

-Come in then.
-Not here.

Inspector Devos.

Any idea why I'm here?

The Jurgen Van Kamp case?

Why was John Zwart at your place?

John is an informant.

He had news for me, and I was sick.

That's enough. You can stop the nonsense.
How long have you been on the take?

You didn't find me
just to chat about Bouman.

It was through you that they knew
to dump those tracked cars.

And it's no coincidence that Zwart arrived
shortly after Gerlach's arrest.

Asshole.

Listen, Walter.

Here's how it's going to be.

Stay in touch with those Dutch scumbags

and don't say or do anything differently.

From now on, you report everything
they ask or say to Marc and me.

Word for word.

If you hold back as much as a letter,
I'll take everything from you.

Dishonorable discharge.

Prison.

Confiscation of your money,
your car, and your house.

Do you understand?

Hey, come on. Come back.

-Shall I go after him?
-No, he's been drinking.

You know what it is with you?
You want more and more and more.

It's me who keeps solving the problems.

Come back inside, we'll sit down
and we'll talk about it.

Now what?

Ferry, look out!

Ferry!

Fer.

EMERGENCIES

Fuck.

Gunshot wound to the thorax.

Trachea intact,
possible subclavian damage.

-Pulse?
-Low, 48.

-Blood pressure eight over five.
-You two can wait here.

Straight to the OR.

Are you okay, sir? May I have a look?

That needs to be seen to. Come.

John.

John.

Hey, John.

What's happened?
Tell me that Ferry is okay.

-Calm down.
-Yes, but tell me what's going on.

Is he going to die? Where is he?

He was hit below his shoulder
and they are operating on him.

That is serious, isn't it?

Isn't it serious?

John, give me some good news
or I'll go out of my mind.

There's nothing to worry about. He...

We got him here quickly.
It will all be fine.

-Okay, that's good.
-Yeah.

Quickly is good, isn't it, Anouk?
Good news, isn't it?

I need a drink.

And Peter? Where's he?

First aid. Took a hit. Not as bad.

I am so thirsty.

Hey, Anouk. Look at this.
They have multifruit. I love it so much.

I'll have three.

I'll go look for Peter.

No, don't leave now.
I'll freak out without you.

-I'll be right back.
-Okay.

John, Danielle and I are on Ecstasy.

-Yes.
-So it's extra heavy right now.

Make sure she drinks
or she'll have a bad trip.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah.

You are in good hands, honey.
I'll be right back.

That's right, isn't it? John?

-I've always thought you were lovely.
-Come and sit down.

You are very lucky.

A little to the left
and it would have hit your vertebra.

Okay.

Don't touch.

There you are.

Are you okay?

I'll leave you two alone.

What happened?

Shot by a guy on a motorbike.

I was afraid.

I love you.

It's hot in here.

Are you on something?

I popped some pills with Danielle.

Are you serious?

Does Nick know we're here?

What? I can't call him in this state.

Mr. Bogaert?

We'd like to ask you a few questions.

Hey, he's just been shot.
Give him a break.

-Yes, sorry.
-Calm down.

-Yes?
-Would you come this way?

If anything comes to mind...

Losers.

-Who was the guy on the bike?
-It's not your problem.

I'd say it is. He shot at me.

Do you always carry a pistol?

Since that mess in Poland, yes.

Here's the doctor.

-Are you Mr. Bouman's family?
-Yes.

-The operation went well.
-Okay.

-The bullet didn't pierce any arteries.
-Thank God.

So the damage is minimal.

He is being taken to his room.
You can see him if you like.

But just immediate family
for the time being.

I'll go see him.

-We'll come tomorrow.
-Okay.

Tell me if there's anything I can do.

Peter.

Thanks for everything.

Is this Bouman's room?

Jesus, Fer.

John.

Shall I take you home
before I go to the debriefing?

What will you tell them?

That you stayed over with Danielle.

No, about the pills.

You had every reason,
I suppose, didn't you?

You know how these things go.

No, I don't know how they go.

Hey.

There's no cause for concern, is there?

No, I've got myself under control.

-So everything's okay?
-Yes, sure.

For now, but not tomorrow.
I'll be hung over tomorrow.

Danielle kissed me.

And to be honest...

that cleared some things up.

I'll make sure it doesn't get out of hand.

I'll keep that under my hat too, then?

So, what's this all about?

Gino Maldini.

What about him?

Is he the one who fired the shot
on the camping site?

I want his current location.

I simply can't do it, John.

You can. We pay you plenty.

That's not the reason.

Shots going off at a camping site.

You can't imagine how many people
are watching you now.

That's why you'll tell me where he is.
To stop it happening again.

I'm still a cop, remember?

-But you're no saint either.
-You don't get it.

I can't get you that info. I can't.

Just trace his mobile.

That's all you lot do.

To do that I need a warrant
from the examining magistrate.

They'll ask, "What's that for?"
Christ almighty!

I'm telling you...

I just can't do it.

You'll have to find him yourself.

Gino Maldini. Does that ring a bell?

Hang on. Two counts of public indecency.

An injunction for stalking.

Are you sure he's our man?

We got the info from Walter.

He's the second cousin of Bastian Gerlach.

It was him who tipped the German police.

What? Informed on his own cousin?

His secretary says she doesn't know
where he is, but I don't believe her.

Can you dig up more through John?

I'll give it a go.

We need to find him
before they get to him.

It's getting out of hand.

Put that away.

So, jam, and then...

No. Chocolate sprinkles.

Hey, fella.

How's it going?

Mom, have you seen my backpack?

Hi, sis.

What are you doing here?

I live here.

That's debatable.

Polly, please.

Why didn't you come to the funeral?

I had to work.

You should have been here.

For Mom.

Sweetheart...

You and your big fat ego.

-Polly.
-I'm late for school.

Here.

Are you okay?

It was really close yesterday.

I was afraid for the very first time.

Sorry, but...

I had to see you all.

I need you.

I think it's best if you stop coming here.

There's no need to pretend you can read.

Nobody is watching.

Look, he's back.

Ferry.

Sweetie. Oh, sweetheart.

-My sweetheart.
-Oh, baby.

-Ouch.
-Sorry. Am I hurting you?

I'll get the nurse right away.

It was a close one, boss.

Who was it?

That Italian prick?

Dennis paid his shop a visit.

Folded, by all accounts.

He's trying to get an address
from his secretary now.

Fer.

You should lie low for a while,
once we're through this.

For God's sake.

We have no idea who's behind this.

It might be Maldini or that kraut.
He thinks we snitched on him.

It's all been too much lately.

You can't go in.

-It's okay, I know him.
-Close family only.

-Stand aside.
-Close family only.

-Move aside.
-Hey, it's okay.

He's one of us.

-Why is that cop here?
-Standard procedure.

Hey, Ferry.

Are you okay, man?

You can't get rid of me that easily.

Who is Gino Maldini?

Who?

Listen. Someone shoots at me,
and I get even.

Whether you like it or not.

So either you let me help,
or I find him myself.

I know a few people.

No.

You can't involve
even more people in this.

Let me help then.

Fine.

I was so afraid.

-Don't ever do that to me again.
-Yeah, yeah.

I should have listened to you.

Yes.

You were right.

We should have gone to Aruba.

Aruba?

What do you think?

The two of us, for a while.

Are you serious?

A hundred percent.

I should have expected that of Maldini.

I should have seen it coming.

What was his problem with Ferry?

Some coked-up idiot or other.

Up here, then left.

Yes?

John!

Are you okay?

Yeah, just about.

Have you got a hangover?

Oh, man, I'm a total wreck.

We were out of it last night.

Yes.

Fuck.

Now Ferry is in so much pain.

I feel so guilty
about what we did yesterday.

Behind his back.

If only he knew.

Now it...

feels like I'm being punished, you know?

For last night in the hot tub.

That kiss?

That was the Ecstasy, wasn't it?

When I'm that high
I could do a street tramp.

The men don't have to know about it.

It's our little secret.

You're a great kisser, by the way.

I'm going to miss you.

What do you mean?

After all that commotion, Ferry wants
to go abroad for a while. To Aruba.

Really?

Yes.

He's just saying that.

Oh, no. I know Fer. He means it.

Hey!

Hey, shut up!

Where is Maldini?

I don't know.

Seen him since yesterday?

-No.
-Code?

-Thr--
-Code?

Three, six, three, six.

She called him this morning.

You're lying through your teeth.

You're lying through your teeth.

It was his voicemail.

Voicemail?

John, for Christ's sake.

You don't want my pal to get angry.

Where is he?

Brussels, but I really don't know where.

I really don't.

Here. Call and arrange to see him.

What for?

Think of an excuse.

Chantal?

Hello?

Hi, Gino.

What?

Chantal, what is it?

I just called...

to say that I found
your lighter in my car.

The Cartier one.

You called me for that?
Emergencies only, I said.

Because you said you were broke
and it's worth about 500 euros.

Yes, it's worth a bit.

Shall I bring it to you?

Bring it? Where to?

Brussels.

That's impossible. You know it is.

Sorry, I'm hanging up.

-No, Gino, wait.
-What?

Is anything wrong? You sound different.

I miss you.

I miss you. I...

I miss your body.

I want to be next to you. To see you.

Yes, baby, I know.

I miss you too.

Shall I come to Brussels?
Where can we meet?

Yeah, okay. Come then.

I'll text you where.

Okay, see you soon.

We're taking this with us.

One more thing.

If the cops turn up later
or if Maldini isn't there, we'll be back.

-Understood?
-Yes.

-Hey.
-Hey.

How's things at your end?

Dreadful.

John has been drinking all day.

You called?

Yeah, Ferry...

Ferry wants to lie low and go abroad.

What?

If they go, it's all over for us.

Yes, I know.

Danielle loves you, doesn't she?

Give her a reason to stay,
and Ferry will stay too.

How do you propose I do that?

You got the ball rolling yesterday.

-Do you realize what you're asking?
-Who, me?

My marriage is a wreck, I've been shot at,
and I'm saddled with a drunk.

It's your turn now.

-Danielle is innocent.
-Come on.

She knows damn well
where the money comes from.

You make sure they stay
and I'll get the deal set up.

Hey, darling. Sweetie.

Did you miss me?

Come on then.

Khaleesi, have you pooped?

Sorry, I forgot all about you.

And another one. Bloody hell.

I'm coming.

-Hey.
-Come in. Look out, Khaleesi has pooped.

-How is Ferry?
-He is coming home.

Really? So soon?

He wants to, and when he gets
an idea in his head...

Is there anything wrong?

I was thinking about what you said.

Can we talk?

Of course.

So much has happened lately.
I don't know what to think anymore.

But when you told me
you were leaving soon, it was like...

How can I describe it? Like...

Only now do I realize
how much you mean to me.

And it's just...

I've kept cool about it, but...

I can't forget that kiss.

-Anouk.
-Sorry. I had to tell you.

I haven't been able to get you
out of my mind

since the first time we met.

This is so wrong.

And I don't want to leave without you.

Maldini has sent a text.
He's on Linthoutstraat.

Here we are.

You're a hard man to gauge, Peter.

But as you are so keen to help...

you can do it.

Easy. Okay, this side first. Be careful.

Fer, this is a bad idea.

I won't stay here a second longer.

I hate hospitals.
I hate the smell, the food.

And the nurses aren't as sexy
as in the movies. Come on.

I'm not sure about this.

Sweetheart, it'll be fine. Really.

You can wear a nurse's uniform at home.

Ferry.

What?

Well...

I've been thinking about
what you said, about Aruba.

And I would rather stay here.

It was you who started it.
And you were all for it.

I know, but that was then.

So, what has changed?

I'm happy here now.
For the first time in ages.

You can't just drag me away from my life.

-It's just for a while.
-How long?

I don't know. Until things blow over.

Ferry, there are plenty
of people here to protect you.

Honey.

I know what I said back then,
but I was in a panic.

I see it clearly now. Our life is here.

Can't you ever do what I ask?

Is it so hard?

We're going to Aruba. Period!

There he is. Get him.

-Go get him, man.
-I can't just walk up and shoot him.

Follow him.

-Bloody hell. I'll drive round.
-I'll get out here.

Fuck!

So who do I follow? You or John?

John. He's got a gun.

I'll drive round.

-Yes?
-They're in the Linthout Center.

You take the left-hand exit.

Okay, fine. I'll come to you.

John! Cops!

Where did he come from?

-Where did he come from?
-How do I know?

I saw him come out
when you went after Maldini.

Shit!

Shit.

WELCOME HOME

-Surprise.
-Hey.

Come here.

Why are you still sulking?

Next week we'll be on the beach.
Stop your bleating.

-Guys, Ferry is here.
-Good.

-Hey, Ferry! Welcome.
-At last.

-Guys.
-Welcome back.

-Good.
-Hey.

John.

That cop's face. I've seen it before.

Jurgen's funeral, maybe?

Not to my knowledge.

Go ahead. I've got something to do.

Yeah, sure. Lovely.

Hey. Well?

We're hanging on. How are things here?

-Yeah.
-Look, there he is.

-Here, you've earned it.
-Well, well.

-Thanks, man.
-Where's John?

He had to do something.

I'll go get a glass.

How did it go?

-What do you mean, no?
-Nothing.

We'll get him.

I know what you've done.

John. Stop it.

We had an arrangement.

And you are just jerking me around.

What?

You lot were waiting for us at Maldini's.

Sooner or later,
you'll get what's coming to you.

You'll get what's coming to you.

Hey.

Sorry.

Ferry really doesn't want to stay.

I've tried everything.

-And you are sure?
-Yes.

What you've done for me, man...

I will never forget.

Without you, I wouldn't be standing here.

Have you had enough to drink?

-Yes.
-Dennis?

-Another two beers.
-You? Love you.

-Yeah, okay.
-Damn it.

What?

Maybe now is not the time,

but I've had a call
from my contact in France.

The guys from the cartel are in Europe.

Well, they'll have to be quick,
because next week I'm gone.

Fine, your call.

Set up a meeting.

NEXT TIME

Why do you always want your way?

Don't give me that crap. Fuck off!

...aren't they?

Were you followed?

They're onto your location. Pack up.

I know where Ferry has stashed
some of his money.

At least one and a half million.

Subtitle translation by Martin Meijer