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I'm always here for you. You know that, right?

Except that one time.

That things go wrong.

You saved me.

Listen honey, I want you to be my right hand.

But I thought Willem...

You know Willem, don't you? Together we are unstoppable.

It is ONE big typhoid mess.

It does force us to take a chance.

I need someone Who thinks first and then acts.

Alex wanted to work with Henk.

The line that Henk has set up with Israel, the transit, everything.

Anything with these guys you won't get rid of them.

You realize where you stand, right? Shall I pick up your little son tomorrow?

Judith Schouten, national investigator.

A shooting at a Chinese restaurant.

Das wasn't your research, was it?

Tarik Masina.

Martin is and linchpin in all of this.

Nobody knows about this but me, the DA and the now you.

What do we do with Martin?

SQUEALING TIRES

I'm standing in the hospital. Max has been hit.

It's that typhoid Dwight anyway.

Noura listen, you have no idea who he really is.

I want you to leave. -What do you mean?

I don't know what you're involved in and what you're holding back...

I don't trust you anymore.

How are you not going to help?

Because I spent the whole fucking day in a moldy room...

someone into 180,000 pieces of pussy chop that you executed.

So we're just about to get rid of it.

We have to catch him in the act. Martin knows I'm after him.

Did you see this person? -He was with someone else.

SUPPLY

No, what did you do, Ans?

Without your help deaths are going to occur. And lots of them, too.

And count on Noura to hear That you were involved.

What's going on? -You have to stop this.

It will not be a liberation but an assault.

Fuck you guys.

And that's how you come to your end.

I have done everything. I fall short.

If you can't make those pills then buy them.

Ans... -I want to hear that it is settled.

If you remember anything about Frits or where he kept his money...

Then come to me. That's the best thing for everyone.

I know a corrupt colleague of yours. Martin Oudkerk.

I cannot yet prove that he is wrong is. We need you for that.

From now on, you wear a microphone.

Everything that comes out of that shit mouth of Oudkerk comes...

I want to have on my desk.

You are a member of a criminal organization.

Yes, right.

Those recordings are in the safe of that chief. Someone is going to help you.

I have those tapes from Jan-Willem. Do you understand which team you are on now?

We agree on Ans, right?

Quick and painless.

That's sweet of you.

SCREAMS AND SHOTS

Turn around!

What are you waiting for? Come on then.

Then do it!

You can't, can you? -Fuck!!!

William!

Good evening.

OPPRESSIVE MUSIC

Haaa!

Hey, give me 's.

Give. -Here.

YELLOW

RINGTONE

Hey, Els.

Yes okay.

SIRENE

How are you? -Good.

Everything okay? -Yes, fine.

For now, no witnesses entered.

Just that reporter, but he speaks Hottentot so I need an interpreter.

Hottentot? -Martin, not for a moment yes?

Jesus Christ.

We found the head.

Jesus, what is all this?

It's almost Christmas. Let's see.

CHURCH

If you find it too intense, downstairs is the ball pit.

Damn Els, I don't see every day.... -Just go to work.

Then we can move on.

DOORBELL

Hello, David.

Ans, how nice to see you again.

Come with me.

SCREAMED

Someone who owes us a lot of money.

Today is a day for champagne.

I'll grab a bottle for you. -Thank you.

This view never bores.

I'm starting to get a little tired of it.

But to the point. What about my cargo?

Everything is going according to plan.

There was an incident, but I solved it.

An incident? -Yes, an employee wanted more money.

I said no. That cost him his head.

What did you do? -I'm just saying that.

That cost him his head.

KURK KNALT

The shipment will arrive in a week.

My boys collect the goods and distribute them across Europe.

Without too much noise?

What do you mean?

Employee decapitation.

I can't use that kind of attention.

David, everything is going to be fine.

Cheers. -Toast.

I hope so, then.

Your husband should never have should have chosen Natio.

If it were up to you, it would be a shame to come out for Su.

What are you going to win there? With the Dutch national team you play European Championship, World Cup.

Now he only plays Gold Cup. He should have listened to me.

He's never going to never make it.

What do you know? -More than you.

Since when do bitches know know anything about soccer?

Hey, wait a minute. Call me a bitch again...

and this bitch kicks you back into your mother.

Getting my mother involved? Say something, man.

We go. You pay up. -Pay? Me?

Is that that tori now?

I used to have to help him all the time. His balls have grown wide now.

Got wide? Fuck you, man. -Now I get to pay for him. Okay.

Hey.

I respect you, but things things changed when you were stuck.

So have a little respect for me, yes?

I have respect, but you shouldn't talk to me like that in front of people.

Come.

Yes, those whores are gone again.

Same time.

YELLOW

I don't like this shit. The game is about to start.

Have you heard the news? -Walid.

Yes, it seems that Ans was quite angry with him.

You shouldn't make those angry either. You know that by now, don't you?

But um, what's it like?

Hey, without that big brother of yours?

I swear to you, I miss that man. It fucking hurts.

I really miss that man. I swear. Don't I?

I am not here for myself. I come with information.

We've intercepted intercepted, from Ans.

And it had the name Walid on it. And you know what's funny?

Your name is on it, too.

SCHAMPERT

Fucking bullshit. I'm not fucking with her, pal.

Okay.

If you do get into trouble with her you can always call me.

So why should I call you?

Again, if you get pissed, tell me where to find her.

Then I'll fix it for you. -What? Don't be a pain in the ass, huh?

Watch a little bit. For Walid, it was too late.

Walid Ben Rafa.

Linked to the organization of Ans van Praag, and thus rather dead.

What do we know about him?

I have the report not quite finished yet. This afternoon.

Hell, then what am I doing here? -We do have some info. Martin?

I think we'd better wait until this afternoon.

Is your name Martin?

No. But if we... -Then shut up.

Okay.

I can't be there this afternoon, so we'll call.

Okay Wieberen.

What team are you actually on? -How do you mean?

I don't have to remind you of our agreement?

In my opinion, I have fulfilled all the agreements fulfilled.

Oh yes, you fulfilled everything?

As long as you keep going like this, you get all of me.

This conversation is now over. The choice is yours.

Hey.

That murder... What was that, man?

I think Ans has to do with it.

Do you know him? -I know who they are.

He and his father did the transportation for Henk and Ans.

Did he have problems with Ans?

I think so. You've seen it sitting with no head.

Goddamn, man.

We don't have anything new at all with Ans.

We are six months into it.

The longer it takes, the smaller our chances become.

I had a conversation with Paul Remmers.

Why? -Through him we come to Ans.

How to. -We have been following Paul Remmers for 6 months.

He and his family are doing some rebuilding. building up. He wants to take over from Ans.

Then what does he do for Ans? -He takes care of her business, money.

Look, a transport is coming.

Something has gone wrong because Walid is dead.

Paul should take care of that now.

With this murder we can scare him.

If he gives us that transport she'll surface.

What is your plan? Be specific. -Do you want a plan?

We need to make a deal with Paul Remmers.

So that he can take over the business here Take over from Ans.

RINGTONE

Yes?

'Hello Paul, how are you? How was your day? Always so angry.

Go fuck yourself, pipe smurf.

RINGTONE

Hello, Paul. How are you, dear boy?

Still so much sand in your cunt? -Listen.

You listen. Shall we do it like this?

Are you ready for that load? I don't need that whining.

I can act immediately, but I'm not getting any information from you.

If I don't know anything, I can't do anything.

Just grab a pen and paper. Then get all the info.

You write them down and then memorize them.

Yes? -Yes yes.

You make sure that truck from England...

gets to Dunkirk and there you transfer the stuff over to the Turks.

Dunkirk? Isn't that a bit off the route?

That's extra risk for me.

This is not a conversation in which there is room for discussion

Or what you think. It's not. Just execute and shut up.

And, by the way, you need to take care of that new truck.

Why?

Because Walid would do that And you can't do that anymore, hey.

Was that you? -That was me, yes.

Do you have a problem with that?

Bit excessive, isn't it? -O really, do you think so?

I don't know, dear boy. That that's what you get for bitching like that.

You can go around threatening me, but you need me.

If we want to continue together, adjust your tone.

Honey, I'm not threatening. It's just a warning.

That you know how the cards are shuffled.

Because if we do this right, wow....

Then we run the whole distribution line of the British.

And then you can buy a Ferrari under your ass, right?

So just do your best, okay?

Okay? -Yes yes yes yes.

And thanks again for that package.

It's 5 months late, but I didn't anything else from you.

A word about... TUUT TUUT

That bitch is dangerous, I say.

The last pills.

And then everything is up? -Everything up.

Huh? HOST

Ahh.

Els.

Jesus, Jan. JAN GRINNIKT

Unbelievable. Are you alive? -It looks like it, huh.

Do you have a minute? -Eh yes sure.

In my office?

See you soon.

Are you visiting your old club? -No, I'm coming especially for you.

An air conditioner? It's almost Christmas, you know that?

Yes, tell.

yes, I um...

What I am about to tell you must not not leave this room. Not even a little bit.

Okay.

You're the only one besides me and the chief officer who knows this.

Okay, tell.

Tarik Masina.

Was investigating corrupt cops and has now been missing for months.

We are even taking into account that he is no longer alive.

SEE Motherfucking air conditioners.

Hey, Pipo. Transition. Heard of it?

Hey? -O yes, a little respect.

Yeah okay, sorry. -Okay.

Hey. -Hi.

What are we waiting for? -Els.

Els, who...

with Jan van Zoomeren? What is he doing here?

I don't know. Shut up, sit down.

Sorry I'm a little late. It's so fucking hot in here.

What are you doing with Jantje van Zoomeren?

He came to visit at his old club.

Ehh, well.

Well, our friend without a head...

has two weeks before his death...

received a number of sums of money that appear to have come via via from Spain.

The FIOD will provide an update later.

For now, I want to know who is left of Ans van Praag's organization.

We've been tapping for a long time Paul Remmers. -Yes.

Yes, Oudkerk? -For a long time yes.

All we hear about is soccer, cars, money.

We need a microphone in his house.... -We don't have permission for that.

Provide evidence, then we can move on.

So for now hit the streets, inquire, recruiting informants...

The TCI does no different. Sorry to hear that.

Surely we can do some linking and look inside his house?

You say that to me? That's your job. So go do that.

Okay well, something completely different for a moment. Just saying.

The Christmas Party. The theme this year is crazy reindeer.

So do your best on your outfit. Especially you, Rudolph.

Okay, cribbing.

Hey, another thing about Remmers.

If it's so important to you, why don't you go in?

Because that's a fucking big risk. -Risk?

You heard Gulsah. Do you have a plan or not?

I can help you? -Me? You are helping Gulsah, right?

And I don't trust that one. -You forget what team you're on.

I'm going to look at Remmers, and I'll tell you what we're going to do.

What is this fuss about? We can solve this together, right?

Because with the divorce it was so easy too, right?

I don't want a divorce at all.

I get that it's safe to the outside world... -Yes.

Then it's clear, right? And it doesn't have to be forever.

I don't feel like having to having to discuss it with you. It's obvious.

When Ans is gone, the danger is gone. That's faster than you think.

I guess that's all to the good. She's still here. That's why I'm not going to leave Max here.

But Ans is going to die!

I swear to you, she's going to die.

If you really love us you will let Max go with me.

Sign those guardian papers, please.

You and Max are the only I have left.

Give me a few extra days.

Is the house already settled? -Yes.

Two hours' drive from London.

But we are not going to need it. I'll pick up Ans in a few days.

And we celebrate Christmas together. -Martin!

You're just going to draw now.

Martin! Where are you going? -Ans packing.

Martin, come back!

DOOR SLAMS SHUT God damn it!

RINGTONE

Hee. -Hey, I'm going in there now.

What, where? -At Remmers.

I'm saying that it is too great a risk?

If we want the plan to succeed, we have to go in.

I don't feel like it. I get there, there's a whole army.

TUUT TUUT

NOTICE

Yes? -Do you recognize this car?

I keep following them So you can go in.

But Sarah, I don't understand. Why are you doing this?

You need my help. You're going in.

As Gulsah said: Without a plan, nothing happens.

This is our plan, this is what we're going to do.

SPANT ROOSTER

Those Turks, what kind of guys are they?

Kurds. Those guys Ans fixed are from the PKK.

Terrorists right? -Freedom fighters.

Did you lock the door? -Naturally, man.

That app says That the door just opened.

Joyce, turning around.

Fuck, fuck!

VOICE: No connection.

Hello?

No connection. -Why doesn't it work?

PHONE TRILT

Hee. -He's coming back. You have to get out of there.

Good, I'm leaving now. -Get out of there!

Cunt cunt cunt.

Fuck.

Fuck!

Look here then, bro.

100 percent forced. -Fucking tering mess.

Nothing crazy? -Nothing at all. Everything is clean.

Anyway that old bitch, man. She's trying to fuck with us.

Listen...

we need the money.

This load, and then we'll say goodbye to that fucking bitch.

What are you doing? Hey?

Do you want my service weapon? Who do you think you are?

Hey? -Your aunt's new boyfriend.

Who the fuck is this clown?

Why would I be on a death list? -I don't know.

How do you get there?

We get info through, and I'm telling you.

And why would Ans do that?

I don't know. But you're on the list, and so are I and Walid.

So we have to help each other now.

I know Ans is in Spain but I can't get to her.

So what do you want from me?

That charge.

What charge? -Come on. Seriously?

Okay, Ans is going to import a very big load in. You know that, don't you?

No idea what you're talking about. -No bullshit anyway. Or is it?

When that big load disappears it has it has consequences for her, right?

Disappears? What do you think happening to me, friend?

What is this weird shit? I thought you want to talk seriously.

Talk?

I'm trying to help you.

How about I make sure that cargo ends up in your hands unseen?

M-hm.

In exchange for? -Ans.

You make sure I can get to Ans. I make sure you can do your own thing.

You can't get to her. -That's why we have to rip that load.

And take away her money, she'll rise to the top.

That cargo, is that going through the port or not?

Maybe so, maybe not.

But, go on.

Okay, if you just rip that load from her...

I'm going to help you, the police look the other way...

You build up your own thing And Ans disappears.

Everyone happy, right? -I have a little pain in my stomach.

Dude. -Hey, what are you going to do now?

First shit, think, and then I'll let you know. Yeah?

And.

when I find out That you're lying to me...

I don't hesitate to pass by...

Zevenwoude was it, where you lived?

Just to drive by.

Yeah? I'll call you, okay?

I hope you didn't promise that. Because we are so not going to do that.

Listen, this is really the only chance....

To get to Ans. -How do you know your plan is working?

Who says Ans doesn't have 8 more loads and could very well spare these?

Or that this Remmers is even worse than van Praag?

Indeed, perhaps they are working together.

And is this the way to screw us? -Please.

Those containers are coming and must disappear.

Because if Ans loses her charge then it's just finished.

And if her organization is so great , why are they so nervous?

If I do this I might as well put my head in a noose.

What are you talking about? We've been in that noose for a long time.

This is the chance to get out. It's now or never. What do you want?

Fuck it.

Where and when do those things arrive, that cargo?

Hey. -Yes, listen.

If he's going to do it, he'll give me the information and then you have to be ready.

You watch your tone watch your tone. Yes?

Whatever comes out of that information, I decide in the moment.

And you don't do a goddamn thing without my permission,

RINGTONE

Hello, dear. -Ans.

The product should arrive arrive in Dunkirk.

A quiet evening, little turnover. Perfect for us.

Perfect. -Do you have dinner plans yet?

I have good wine and a satisfyer. -Please come and dine with me.

Okay.

Leave the satisfyer at home.

Are you serious?

Why so boring, David?

I'll send a driver by. See you later, Ans.

Thank you. -Please.

I always order this shit.

He had to score that corner, bro.

Good evening. -ANS: Tomorrow night Dunkirk.

Uhm, okay but... -Okay but what?

Did I mention, that location sucks for us. A lot of risk. Far away.

If I have to have have to have such a conversation with you....

then our cooperation ceases. Understood?

You know what that means. You will be ready tomorrow in Dunkirk.

And if I arrange another transition? -You don't arrange anything at all.

And if it goes wrong, I'll have you raped by a pack of hyenas.

SEATTLE -What is it?

I'm going crazy Of this fucking stink whore.

Wait, what are you going to do now?

PHONE TRILT

Welcome. You look fantastic. -I know.

How are you? -I'm looking forward to a fun evening.

Oh yeah?

Good thing I brought brought my satisfyer.

Why?

No offense, but I think I could use the help.

We'll see about that. -Is good.

It's never going to come again. -Please, just relax.

Wasn't that to be expected? -Chill your butt, man.

Come, we'll wait outside. Get some fresh air, yes?

Will you pay?

You buy it, don't you? -He's in your butt, isn't he?

LAUGHS I love it.

Pay.

BONS

Orlando!

Hey, stop!

Get out of that kaulo car!

Fuck!

All those sons of whores one by one against the ground. Bem, bem, bem!

Fucking delicious.

Yes...

fucking delicious.