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Sandy... Sandy...

What a lovely little lady...

Little Sandy...

Watch the birdie!

Boeffie!

Boeffie, don't touch that! Careful!

You're going to drop it!

Jesus!

Nell!

Where is he?

Where is he?

I'm sick and tired of that mangy mutt!

He shat in my office again!

We can't go on like this, honey.

That mutt is on his last legs.

The kids have been playing with him for so long.

Say, what's this?

What? - This here. These things.

Trolls.

They're kobolds.

Those are trolls? Well...

That's what you asked for, isn't it?

Trolls, kobolds, dryads and elves.

Yes, but not garden gnomes.

You saw the sketches, didn't you?

Yes, but it's supposed to be for a children's musical.

Hi, Boeffie.

God, you have bad breath.

Let's dance.

Shit!

What did you do today, Jimmy? - I had sex.

What?

Only joking. - Ah, a joke.

Come on.

Get in.

Stinking mutt.

Alain, what's wrong with your toilets?

They stink of pine. It's as if you were shitting in a forest.

Or when you're a pain in the ass.

Today, you're a pain in the ass.

Ben, my favorite lawyer.

Who's your good-looking friend? - Good-looking?

It's Rob. - The thief.

Rob, Ariane... Ariane, Rob.

Author and new head of the Arts Center.

I know. Shame on me, I still haven't been there.

Is he married? - Fortunately, yes.

Well thanks. Nice compliment.

I mean...

You know...

Who's this?

Rob, what's wrong?

I just had him put to sleep.

It's not that bad, is it?

It just couldn't go on like that.

That dog was crapping all over the place. It cost me 200 euros.

200 euros? Are you kidding?

There's always something.

The mortgage on the house for 10 more years.

Jimmy's day center costs a fortune.

And all the previous debts.

Don't know how to manage anymore.

And I got a 95 euro tab here.

You too?

Ask the boss. I'm only the messenger.

What were we talking about?

The dog. - Right, the dog.

But the cremation was included.

They incinerate dogs?

That's not the problem. I don't know how to tell the kids.

Listen, here's my advice.

If they don't ask, don't say anything. If they do, deny it.

No evidence, no crime.

What are you doing today, Jimmy?

Playing soccer.

Is that all? - No, I'm also going to have sex.

What?

It's his new joke.

Yeah, it's a joke.

Mom...

Do you know where the dog is?

I called the refuge and he's not there.

He never goes away for this long.

They have our phone number.

Hey, we're eating!

That's your dog's work. - Is Boeffie back?

Burying papers in the garden. Been looking for them for days.

Do you want some?

Sandy, could you use a glass?

Is this bottle not good?

Do you think money grows on trees?

You could put something on.

There's nothing to see.

There is now, Rob.

Go on, take a look.

Nell, could you say something please?

OK, we know, Sandy.

Why don't you go and take a shower?

Cartoons! Cartoons!

Jimmy, can't you ask that normally?

What do you mean, "normally"?

What's wrong with you today?

Nothing.

Hi, Monique. - Hi, Rob.

Could you help me? - Sure.

The one in the back?

Yes.

It's far back, isn't it?

There you are.

Here. - Thanks.

Mrs. Haesenbroeck. Hello.

Mr. De Koster.

Is that the latest fashion?

A bit shorter and she'd be walking around in her underwear.

If she's wearing any.

A drink, Mrs. Haesenbroeck? - You know I don't drink.

And I find it out of place that you drink at work.

I hope you bought that bottle with your money.

Mrs. Haesenbroeck, it's an aperitif for the suppliers.

To reduce costs.

You know how things work. - No, I don't.

But I know that I hold

receipts for expenses worth a fortune.

Especially on drinks. Here...

Champagne dinner for ten...

Two kegs of beer in one evening... And here...

...5,000 euros for an Electro Lapauw TH 32...

...PA 30, including...

Is that the time?

I have to go to the rehearsal.

Will you please answer me first?

Well...

It's for a TV set.

I bought a flat screen TV for the Center.

But it hasn't been delivered yet.

Mr. De Koster, you should understand that you are a temporary manager

and that I vote for your nomination.

Yes, I know and I'm pleased.

But I really have to go. Please, don't get up.

Monique, put a valium in that woman's coffee.

I heard you.

Yes, honey, it's me.

Sorry about what happened earlier.

I might have been a little curt, but...

Yesterday, I went to the vet's...

And Boeffie won't be coming home.

Sit down, hurry up.

You have all received a brochure

that contains information

on rape, incest and pedophilia.

Mrs. Lydia De Beule wrote it.

She is here

to give a few lessons on these topics

we wonder about, but for which

we don't always get answers.

Like chemistry, physics and math?

OK, Kevin, we got it, that's enough.

Mrs. De Beule...

So... Has anyone ever heard of the concept

of "sexual intimidation"?

You must have read articles, heard about it,

seen TV shows about it.

That will be today's topic,

and I hope to give you some advice

on how to protect yourselves from it.

It doesn't just concern girls,

it also affects boys.

It can happen to anyone.

Sandy...

...you're home early.

Good, I can leave earlier then.

I'll probably be home late. Will you take care of Jimmy?

Boeffie still isn't back.

Why do the things I like

always disappear?

Same thing with Dad.

And Boeffie was his dog.

You don't even remember your dad.

And he's not here anymore... But Rob is.

Rob, the big shot.

It's true, he's always acting like he's the boss.

I'm fed up with that.

Rob can also be kind.

And we weren't doing that good

before I married him. You might have forgotten.

Mom, do you love Rob?

What a question! Of course I do.

You're too young to understand.

I'm 16, I'm not a kid anymore.

No...

...you're not 16.

You just turned 15.

15 and a half.

Almost 15 and a half.

It's always the same thing.

That authoritarian has a follower.

You always have to be right, stupid cunt.

Start with a kick,

and a left, then a right hook.

All right? Go ahead, Christel.

And... two, three!

Come on. It's for TV.

Think about perception.

Come on, faster. Keep going.

Are we the weaker sex? Absolutely not.

We won't let anyone take advantage of us.

Come on, give it all. - And... cut.

Yes, OK.

Was it all right? - Yes, everything.

I still have a few exercises. - I've had enough, thanks.

OK, girls, we're done.

Thank you, ladies.

I'd say... continue like this.

I mean... Really, I think it's very brave

that you... I mean...

The voices of those interviewed will be distorted.

You will not be recognizable.

And, of course, this address will not be disclosed.

Thanks a lot.

Maurice, is it OK? Are we done?

Yes, it was fine.

Say, Rob... - Yes, Monique?

Are you ready?

Let's go and have a drink in the new lounge bar.

Yes.

Hello, Sandy speaking.

Am I through to the De Kosters?

Yes.

Could I speak to Rob De Koster?

He's not here. Can I take a message?

It's about his dog...

Boeffie?

Cremation?

What are you saying?

What cremation?

Sandy...

Sandy...

I felt dizzy.

Everything's all right now.

Rob... I told you...

...to move your feet...

...but nothing else, right?

You horny devil.

Monique...

...I�d rather go home.

I promised my wife I'd be home early.

Your wife? She isn't here.

Aren't we just fine together?

And we still have work to talk about.

So what's the problem?

Can't we do this some other time?

Are you trying to lure me somewhere?

Come, let's go back and sit down.

Two coffees, please.

Come on, Rob, that's no fun.

Two coffees, please.

Monique, I have to tell you something.

Jobs are appointed by the board of directors.

I have enough trouble with them.

I'm not appointed either. I can't help you.

What are we doing here, then?

You felt like going out.

I thought you could arrange things for me.

So what? Should I forget about this contract?

Are you turning me on to get a job?

I'm turning you on?!

Who do you think I am?

A slut who fucks the boss?

Who was rubbing himself against me, with a boner in his pants?

Calm down. The coffees are coming.

Drink it yourself.

Monique, please stay seated.

No. How much is it? I'm going home.

Nothing. I'll pay for it.

No, you're right. I'm drunk.

I'm going home.

Two coffees.

Here you are.

Seen that?

Rob...

...what are you doing here in the middle of the night?

Why were you in Sandy's bedroom? - Quiet, she's sleeping.

Her light was on, as usual. Do you need to pee?

Coming.

Mom!

Mom! - It's all right, darling.

Get out of my bedroom!

Get out! I'm telling you to get out!

You had a nightmare, that's all.

No, get out!

Jimmy, come here.

Get back to bed.

Everyone in this family is nuts.

What happened? What did you dream about?

I don't want to talk about it.

Come on, Jimmy, back to bed. - I want him to stay.

All right.

What's wrong with this quilt?

It's all rolled up into a ball.

Are you comfortable?

Come on darling... my angel...

...my little baby.

Sleep well.

Sweet dreams, darling.

Does she eat normally?

What does "normally" mean?

Three balanced meals a day.

Fruits, vegetables, cereals.

Yes, she does. - That's a good thing.

At her age, it's usually French fries, chips, sodas and hamburgers.

But nothing for the past week.

She doesn't feel like anything.

She spends her time in bed, reading brochures.

She won't go to school anymore.

She refuses to talk to me or my husband.

Do you have chocolate?

Yes... I might have some.

She's 15, right?

15 and a half.

Almost.

Could she be heartbroken?

There's some chocolate on top. - Thanks.

I got her blood test results yesterday. Everything is fine.

Even the amphetamine and drugs test was negative.

I would have noticed.

I often hear that. Parents believe that.

No, I spent a year in detox

for speed addiction, so I would have noticed.

I didn't know.

As I was saying, there's no problem with Sandy.

There's nothing to worry about.

She's going through puberty, that's all.

I would just advise you not to give in to her whims.

Starting from today, back to school,

whether she wants it or not.

No treatment at all?

I'll prescribe some vitamins, it can't harm her.

Stupid.

That's enough, now.

You can go fool around in the corridor.

It's important to be direct.

Undesired intimacy

can be avoided if one expresses clearly that it is not wanted.

Does anyone have anything to say?

Anything you've experienced?

That's all for today.

Read the brochure carefully.

Are you Sandy?

Yes.

Apparently, you've been away almost a week.

Are you better?

I didn't feel well. We quarreled at home.

No. - I know...

...it's very bad for one's health,

but, sometimes, I need a cigarette.

Tell me about yourself.

Do you have brothers and sisters?

I have a brother, Jimmy.

In the daytime, he goes to this special center.

He's mentally retarded, but he does OK.

I go to a special center too. - Oh yes...

For women.

Right... And your parents?

Are they still together?

Five years ago, my mother remarried someone.

"Someone"?

I read your brochure while I was sick.

The story of that girl...

With her stepfather?

You want to talk about your stepfather?

My mother is always on his side.

And now that Boeffie is dead, they can't blame him anymore.

I bought some panties...

...and now, they've disappeared.

I think it's Rob...

...who pinched them from the bathroom.

The dog has nothing to do with it.

Are you sure?

I feel like he's spying on me all the time.

At night, he comes into my bedroom.

So I pretend to be asleep.

Sandy...

...has your stepfather ever touched you?

We need more trees. We're busy making them.

It'll bring more depth. We'll also move the set back.

What a cute young thing...

Bye. - See you tomorrow.

Mr. De Koster?

Don't you recognize me?

Saartje. Saartje Verhoeff.

I used to come and play with Sandy, in primary school.

Saartje... Ah, Saartje...

Yes, Saartje Verhoeff, of course.

Wow... you have grown.

How old are you now?

13. - 13?

You're a big girl and all.

Say hi to Sandy for me. Ask her to call me.

Bye, Eric. - Bye.

A few hot summers and she can come and knock at my door.

Say...

...the trolls... Actually...

...they look like garden gnomes. But don't tell her.

It's kind of my fault.

Am I interrupting anything? - Is it raining that bad?

Yes, real bad.

I thought we were supposed to meet tonight.

Yes, but I was bored.

And my trolls are done.

Eric, could you give me your opinion?

I have one in my car.

I have to go, I have work.

Good luck. - Thanks.

Rob says they look like garden gnomes,

but that's ridiculous, they really are so scary.

Jimmy, what are you doing outside?

Why aren't you inside?

Why didn't you go in?

Nobody's answering.

Let's get inside before you get pneumonia.

And it'll be my fault, as usual.

Get in.

Come on, take your shirt off.

Your trousers, take them off.

Jimmy, you're not wearing any shorts!

Hello, we're home!

Come on, get up.

Put your trousers back on.

What are you doing here? What is all this?

Where were you?

And these clothes? They're all wet.

No wonder.

Jimmy was sitting outside, in the rain.

Once again, you weren't home.

How come? Jimmy comes home two hours after you.

It's my fault again, right?

I knew it.

I'm only good enough to baby-sit.

Do you remember Brussels?

You were so high that you forgot about Jimmy and me.

You went coke-whoring with some horny creep.

Go to your bedroom!

Cool it!

Look, big dick!

Congratulations.

Hi, Nell.

Lydia.

Can I come in?

Sure.

What a surprise.

How long has it been?

It's been ages.

Jimmy is... 17 now.

He goes to a good school center nearby.

And Sandy... she's 15.

And you, how have you been doing?

Are you still in charge of that..? - Oh, no.

I manage the battered women's refuge.

And give self-affirmation courses in high school.

That's where Sandy goes to school.

I know. That's what I've come to talk about.

What? You've seen Sandy?

Yes. But I don't think she remembers me.

You used to come without your children, remember?

Nice house.

So Rob finally got hooked and settled down?

Our thing, it only lasted a few months.

"Our thing"?

Rob never told you we had an affair?

Anyway, that's not important. - Ah, yes, that...

Do you know what's going on with Sandy?

What do you mean?

There's a problem?

Did you come to check up on us? - Of course not.

I don't work in child protection any longer.

And you don't need assistance any more either.

Lydia, thanks for stopping by...

Nell, I'm serious.

People like you are rare.

Sandy has become a beautiful young lady.

She always was adorable.

Does she get along with Rob?

How's their relationship?

What are you suggesting?

OK, let's get to the point.

I think that Sandy and Rob...

Sandy told me things...

Let me finish, I think...

...Sandy is being abused.

What?! By who?

Calm down, I'm not accusing you.

Sandy tried to tell me about what was going on here.

She says Rob harasses her sexually.

Who?!

Sandy said that?

What are you saying?

Sandy never said that! You're a liar!

You're jealous!

Get out of here! Get out!

Nell, her underwear disappears.

At night, she sees Rob in her bedroom,

she's been video taped.

You can't ignore this. You have a huge responsibility.

Very often, the spouse is not receptive to the signs.

Unconsciously.

What signs?

What's that scar on her wrist?

What scar?

You see?

You don't know what's wrong with Sandy.

Get out of here!

I'm on your side. - Out! Get out!

Get out of here!

If you're not involved in it, I'm on your side.

Take your bag and get out!

Now! Right away!

I never took your kids away from you. I'm warning you!

Go away!

Lydia, what are you doing here? What's going on?

She's threatening me.

We had an agreement. Now fuck off.

That's it, fuck off!

She wants to take my kids away! - I never said that!

Yes you did! Rob, she says she wants to take my kids away from me.

She wants my kids! She wants my kids!

Calm down.

Calm down. You're shaking.

What's wrong?

Is she the Lydia you had an affair with?

Is she the Lydia you told me about?

Was she the one harassing you, the one with the ass like an elephant?

She doesn't have a big ass.

Her ass is very ordinary. It's not big.

She doesn't have a big ass! - Nell, what's wrong with you?

You have my phone number, right?

You can call me day and night, all right?

Keep your cell phone with you. - OK.

Sandy...

Get inside.

Hurry up. And you...

I don't want to see you again or I'll call the cops.

I think Rob would rather not have the police involved. Right, Bob?

Have you both gone crazy? - No, it's you!

What's this bitch doing here? What are you two up to?

You know who she is? Miss De Beule, from school.

Sandy, she's our former social worker.

What did you go and tell her?

Nothing. What are you doing?

Where's the scar? - A scar? It's just a scratch.

Are you mad, or what?

Sandy, you know you can tell me everything.

I might not feel like telling everything.

For once, someone is listening to me.

Nell, Lydia was nothing. It was only...

Sexual?

It wasn't important, Nell.

I never asked you about your past.

I saw her five or six times in three months.

What? Three months?

It's three months now?

You know, while you were fucking her,

I was groveling before her to feed my kids.

I didn't know that.

You always fly off the handle.

That woman is insane,

and she's a dyke.

Oh, she's a lesbian now.

How would you know? Did you have a threesome with some other slut?

Oh, please...

And I don't want to see you in Sandy's bedroom at night.

Then she should switch the light off.

Rob, she's 15, she needs privacy.

My Dad used to do the same thing.

He'd come in to my bedroom at night.

To check if I was breathing.

For what? You haven't seen him for over ten years.

What's that got to do with it?

Do you want us to talk about your family?

When you get up there, send me a postcard.

Sir, I have 13 years of experience in this field.

Yes, but do you have any evidence?

Say something.

Lately, Sandy has often been away from school but...

And her mother, who totally denies everything.

Her aggressiveness. That's typical.

She literally threw me out.

And I bet she didn't say a word to her husband.

And there are some signs of self-mutilation on Sandy.

Did you see her right wrist?

It's a bit delicate to accuse someone just like that.

My priority is the child's protection.

You wouldn't want to feel guilty about De Koster's disgusting filth.

No, but I am opposed to alerting the police at this point.

We must confront Mr. De Koster with the accusations.

So he'll cover up and conceal all the evidence.

But do as you wish.

I have an obligation to tell the police.

If I don't, I'd be failing to render assistance

and that's against the law.

Mr. De Koster is here. Should I show him in?

What are you doing here?

Is there a problem with Sandy? - You hypocritical bastard.

Mr. De Koster...

Mrs. De Beule

has informed us of something.

Your stepdaughter

told Mrs. De Beule

that you are harassing her sexually.

What?!

Who? Sandy?

He's pretending not to know.

She told me everything.

The saucy videos on the nude beach,

the nightly visits in her bedroom.

For how long?

This whole story really bothers me, Mr. De Koster.

Do you have anything to say?

Mr. Broeckmans...

...a few years ago, I had an affair with this woman.

Then, she harassed me for months. - What?!

I harassed him? That's ridiculous.

Ridiculous!

I didn't even know Sandy was

his stepdaughter. I hadn't recognized her.

And that's why you threatened to take my wife's children away?

Like you used to? - I told you. He denies it all.

So does his wife. She takes his side.

I won't accept that. Sorry, Ivan.

I won't be insulted by someone who is clearly...

Sorry, I can't accept that.

Mrs. De Beule, what's going on?

What relations did you have with Mr. De Koster?

You want evidence? - Yes!

You'll get evidence.

It all started when we went on holiday to Spain.

We were on a nude beach.

How old were you at that time?

12 or 13 years old.

12 or 13?

12 and a half.

13.

And you were there alone with your stepfather?

At first,

Mom was there too, with Jimmy.

But they drove home.

Rob and I were swimming.

Then I got my stuff

and I dried off.

Then, I lay face down on the towel.

And then...

...Rob began filming me.

What was he filming?

Your genitals?

I don't know. I was face down.

Didn't you think it was strange that he filmed you?

Rob often carries his camera with him.

Did he ever film you again when you were naked?

Could you keep it down? We're busy!

Sorry.

Shall we take a break and move somewhere else?

Yes, stop.

You can tell me everything.

What your stepfather does is not your fault.

Do you remember our conversation about that girl?

You won't remember everything immediately,

but I'm here to help you remember. All right?

Sandy... Sandy...

Little Sandy...

Watch the birdie...

What are you doing home?

What are you doing with those tapes?

Sandy...

Oh, what a lovely little lady.

I was at the school.

Your hysterical daughter accuses me of...

Of what, Rob?

But...

What was her underwear doing in your bathrobe pocket?

You too?

And you filmed the child naked?

No... Stop...

You bastard!

You really are an asshole!

Go away! Get out of here!

I don't want to see you again!

Rob, it's about time that I got rid of that box.

No... I'm hiding...

Nell.

Do you have the screwdrivers?

What are you doing?

Have you gone mad, or what?

That's mine.

It's my TV set.

No, it's not ours. It's the Arts Center's.

You really thought I had 5,000 euros in my drawer?

Hello.

I was washing my hair.

I was in the bath tub.

And I heard someone come in.

It was Rob...

... with his video camera.

What did you do?

Nothing.

I let him film me. - Just like that?

Yes.

Until now, I haven't heard or seen

any evidence of sexual abuse.

And Sandy seems vague and lacks self-assurance.

Yes, this child has been intimidated.

But you've listened to her?

He comes and films her in her bath,

he enters her room at night.

Who knows what else she doesn't dare say?

What Sandy says is not enough.

There are presumptions of his suspicious behavior,

but that is not enough to arrest him.

What? This child is in permanent danger.

Even if there is no physical evidence.

The gynecological tests don't confirm your accusations.

She is still a virgin.

He's not stupid.

There are other sexual acts.

Anal sex, for example.

Forced fellatio.

The only thing we can do,

is summon that man for an interview.

What about a search?

A search warrant?

They're not that easy to obtain.

I know someone who works for TV news.

I hope you're not threatening me.

Listen, we won't get a search warrant.

But there might be another possibility.

Wouldn't you rather stay home? - No, it's OK.

Be home on time.

Or Jimmy will be stuck outside again.

Hey, Sandy, what happened?

I certainly wouldn't tell you, you dwarf.

Dwarf, right... I'm but a year older than you.

Sandy prefers older men.

Mrs. Haas? Lydia De Beule from the battered women refuge.

Yes, you came with a crew recently.

Conny... May I call you Conny?

I have something that might interest you for the news.

A topical subject. And very spectacular.

I believe that,

being an administrator, you cannot keep someone

as a manager if he has committed

actions that are, let's say...

...suspicious. - I do hope your interest

will be as great when it gets to our subsidies.

I am here as a member of the parents' association of the school,

not as a politician.

Let's get to today's agenda.

What are the new accusations against Mr. De Koster?

Is it only a rumor

that he has had inappropriate attitudes...

...regarding his stepdaughter?

It's not a rumor, Jan, a complaint has been filed.

What beats all, is that it's not only his stepdaughter.

Saartje Verhoeff, who takes ballet courses and dances in the show,

has also been bothered. You were even there.

He told her she had grown.

While looking at her bust.

He was ogling her.

Complimenting a 13-year-old girl about her breasts,

I call that sexual intimidation.

What happened, exactly?

Nothing. He found her cute.

A 13-year-old child!

He said she could come and knock at his door in a few years.

But it was a joke.

In a few years, when she's 15.

And that's not all.

There have been complaints about Mr. De Koster

entering the girls' rest rooms while they are changing.

Yes, several worried parents called me about that.

He goes in the girls' rest rooms?

It may have happened.

There should be a real changing room.

That's not the point.

He made a pass at me too.

He wanted to talk about my contract and we went for a drink

in some sleazy bar.

And he started touching me up.

I had to run away.

He wanted a payment in kind.

Monique, why didn't you tell before?

I don't know...

I like my job here and I don't want to lose it.

And he was quite intoxicated.

No wonder.

This guy is a real lush boozer.

If you knew the budget he pours down his throat.

And when I call him to order, he pretends not to hear.

Why wasn't I informed of this?

Why have we tolerated Mr. De Koster's behavior for so long?

I'd like to know.

As a legal adviser, I must inform you

that a person is innocent until proven guilty.

Are you suggesting that we are liars?

No, Mrs. Haesenbroeck.

But before taking any radical measure,

I think we should... - Yes, but...

De Koster can still be fired

for severe misconduct, right?

He can be temporarily suspended until we find

enough evidence to sack him.

I propose we vote to suspend him.

Those in favor, raise your hands.

Only members of the Board, Monique.

Sign here, please.

OK, that's done.

You've invited us in

and you don't object to our taking some personal items for further investigation.

That's how eighty percent of all searches happen,

with the owner's consent.

Will we get everything back? - Sure.

What have you done to his computer? Rob doesn't even want me to dust it.

We've just copied the hard disk. Your husband won't notice a thing.

Meanwhile, we can check at our ease whether he's interested in child porn

or something along those lines.

Come on, people... There's nothing here for you to see. Go home.

Captain... Just one question, please.

Benny, I'd like a word with you.

I can't help for professional advice.

Come on, I just want to talk.

Rob, you've been suspended from the Arts Center.

Suspended? But why?

What? For that stupid thing?

We brought that TV back together.

Your daughter, the girls from the ballet...

You're lucky to be free, you know?

You think that Sandy and I... - I think...

I'm busy talking. Do you mind? Thanks.

We've known each other for 30 years. - Here's my advice:

Start a therapy, get a treatment, you're sick.

Ben, we've been friends for 30 years.

Do you really think I would do that?

Talking to you could ruin my career

and my life. Leave me alone.

You're pathetic. - No, you're pathetic.

Your career and your life are ruined,

not mine! Think about it.

I don't know you anymore. Go away.

Asshole.

I'd cool it if I were you. We all know you're a pervert.

Now it's you. Are you gonna hit me with your towel?

With that foot of yours, you won't go far, you sorry excuse for a director.

Jerk.

I'd appreciate it if you paid your tab.

If I see you here again, your head goes in the toilets.

You know, the pine forest with shit. You thought I'd forgotten?

Fuck you! Faggot!

Get out of here, asshole!

Your tab!

This is my home,

and I want the truth!

What about?

Tell your Mom the truth.

Tell her the truth, you little cunt!

Let go of her! Don't touch her!

That's enough! Stop it!

Stop!

Stop it!

That's enough!

Stop! Stop!

No!

Get out!

Take your fancy coat!

Fuck you! You're out!

It's over.

It's over.

Mrs. De Koster? - Yes.

Paul Smeets fromHet Laatste Nieuws.

Is Mr. De Koster in?

No. Why?

I would have liked him to react to this article.

What is this?

How dare they publish such crap?

There's even our address.

It's not our newspaper.

We're not responsible for our fellow reporters.

I would like a reaction to it.

What do you make of respect for our private life?

You're the one who went to the cops.

Yes, and I already regret it.

You regret it?

Can you tell us more about that?

No, I don't really feel like it.

Take that newspaper away.

Get out! Come on, out!

What's going on? What are they doing here?

Journalists.

Maurice, we're too late.

Say, isn't that the pedophile in the dirty Volvo?

Very funny... - Where?

It's De Koster. - You're right!

Come on, Maurice, film!

God damn it, there he is!

Behind me, you see Rob De Koster

driving away after having seen our crew

and our colleagues from the press.

An unusual reaction for an innocent man,

in my opinion...

...in our opinion... Oh shit!

INCEST IN THE SUBURBS

Mrs. De Koster. I didn't recognize you...

...with your glasses on.

Are you buying that newspaper?

Nice picture.

They say she helped her husband commit those pervert acts.

That doesn't surprise me.

When people can't take care of themselves,

how can they raise children?

It beats me.

Really, I find it outrageous.

Could all this have been avoided?

Were there signs that could have unmasked this couple?

The educational psychologist, Lydia De Beule, believes so.

Educational psychologist?

She's just a social worker.

Typically, the criminal,

often the father or stepfather, is not the only guilty person.

Silent mothers are frequent accomplices in incest cases.

It's called guilty knowledge.

Here, the eccentric past of the mother must be taken into account,

with all the abuse

typical to the environment

of drug consumption, promiscuity...

Promiscuity? Who's the whore here?

Good day. Is your husband there?

No.

Do you know where I can find him?

No, why?

We have a warrant for his arrest.

And it has been decided that your daughter should

temporarily go to the center.

With that De Beule slut?

Just as a precaution.

Your husband could get aggressive.

So she has managed to take my children away from me after all.

Can you call me if he stops by?

Wait, her clothes.

And what have you done? - Nothing.

I let him film me.

What? - Yes.

Rituals, porn videos and anal intercourse.

How could it have gone unnoticed?

That was her last testimony. On Monday evening.

It was recorded between 8:12 and 9:02 p.m.

What about the other video tape?

Any news, Inspector?

What's in the computer file report?

I examined the data

in the report, and noticed...

What are you doing? I'm having a bath.

Turn that camera off.

Turn it off, I tell you.

Stop filming.

Why hasn't this scumbag been arrested yet?

Call his wife back. I have more to show her.

Yes, he's here.

We were informed that Rob De Koster will soon be here.

He was arrested half an hour ago.

He showed no resistance.

Mr. De Koster, you are being lead before the judge. Your feelings?

Bastard! Scum!

I am innocent, madam.

I gave myself up voluntarily.

You dirty scum!

This your first time?

Yes.

De Koster, is that it?

Rob De Koster.

A child molester.

I saw you on TV, man.

You're going to have a rough time here.

You can't imagine.

A pedophile... - I am innocent.

Sure... We're all here for no reason.

Start shitting your pants,

because they don't like child rapists in jail.

You should be lucky if only your ass gets reamed out.

But a fucking pervert like you,

they'll slice your nuts off.

Hey, smart ass!

Are you done yet, speedfreak?

Anything else but white powder between those cauliflower ears?

What's wrong with my ears?

Fuck!

You, come on here.

De Koster.

The investigating magistrate is waiting.

Is this necessary?

Come on.

De Koster Robert Rudolf...

...Maria... born October 21st, 1957.

I have just received your Internet history data.

Even on just the basis of that, I can charge you on the spot.

There's a law against possessing child pornography.

We found some pretty obscene stuff on your hard disk.

You forgot to erase your history file? Not smart.

I have never been on a porn site...

They all say that.

But you could... - That's right, I could do anything.

But I have no obligation to do so.

Listen.

My daughter is the same age...

...and I take very seriously

the criminal activities a swine like you spends time on.

Sir, I have done nothing.

Really? The charges are unequivocal.

Every day, we get new elements

that lead us to believe this is not your first attempt.

I know my rights. I want a lawyer.

You don't know them that well.

Your only right is to plead guilty quickly.

Later on, your lawyer can say that you are sick,

that you will undergo a therapy and all that crap.

I am totally innocent.

So you uphold your previous statement.

You don't know about a thing.

Here is a statement to that effect.

You can sign it, but it's not compulsory.

I'll sign with no hesitation. I'm innocent.

Mr. De Koster...

...you astound me.

You have studied but you lack intelligence.

But... it's double-sided!

With questions you never asked and answers I never gave.

Like, "Do you want a lawyer appointed?"

The answer is "no", but I just asked for one.

That's a false statement!

Are you threatening me?

That's what I'm going to do. - Take this bastard away.

You are a dangerous psychopath.

You're the psychopath! Forger!

I'll have you institutionalized!

You psychopath!

... intimidating young people.

Earlier today, De Koster gave himself up to the police.

He was handcuffed and taken to the investigating magistrate.

The list of charges against him is growing every day...

The public prosecutor's spokesman made no statement

on other possible charges against De Koster.

But a closed session decided to charge this presumed pedophile,

much to the joy of a group of demonstrators

who were waiting on the Courthouse steps

for this reassuring news.

With me, Mrs. Ariane De Bock,

president of the parents' committee of the school

attended by De Koster's stepdaughter.

Mrs. De Bock, due to the numerous reactions

of parents worried about De Koster's suspicious behavior,

you informed authorities...

What are you doing? I'm having a bath.

Turn the camera off.

I said turn it off.

Stop filming.

Give it to me. It's my turn to film you.

You'll tell me what you think of it.

Wow, sexy little ass.

Hello.

Hi. - Are you not getting up?

Are you OK?

Yes.

The first days are the toughest.

They tell me you behave well.

So we won't make things more complicated for you.

Of course, if you act stubborn,

like those across the hall,

you might end up in a cell with 3 other detainees.

Who will you be with?

Moroccans, specialized in knives,

Albanian mobsters, a nigger with a cock this big.

It's up to you.

OK, let's turn the lights off.

I'll stop by during my rounds

and peep through the window.

No desperate stuff, OK? - No.

Sleep tight.

I want my daughter! Now!

Where's Sandy?!

Sandy, come with me!

I want to go with my Mom!

You low-life scum! You filthy junkie!

Let me go!

Scum!

What the hell was all that about?

That woman is mad!

Sandy, my sweetheart...

I want you to tell me the truth.

All those stories about Rob, what do they mean?

What happened?

Talk to me, Sandy!

Talk to me... You never listen.

You only listen to Rob.

Everyone has to listen to Rob.

Prison will do him good.

I'm not talking about that.

Is it true or not?

You think I'm lying? Then take me back to Lydia's.

Mad or not, she stands up for me and understands me.

Come on!

If you don't talk to me, I can't help you.

Leave me alone!

Leave me alone! - All right. Calm down.

Calm down.

OK, let's go home.

Fasten your seatbelt.

Pull yourself together. We're going home.

Yes?

I'll take that into account in my inquiry,

but your daughter's statement holds other accusations.

My daughter...

...has been influenced.

After all, she's just a 15-year-old girl,

and you know that... - Madam,

are you suggesting that I'm not doing this thoroughly

or that we manipulate people? - I didn't say that.

Madam, magistrates are often blamed

for not taking statements like this one seriously,

so will you please stop accusing me.

At least take a look at the original tape.

It all started from there. - Yes, but it didn't stop there.

We have numerous statements

that point to your husband's guilt.

Please.

OK.

I'll take it into account but...

...as long as your daughter's statement stands, I must go on.

On top of that, it's raining!

Jimmy, what's this?

Is it your favorite?

Do you..?

Do you want me to put it on?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

These are pictures of your father.

Why did you do that?

I want to know...

...why you did that.

Rob had Boeffie put to sleep.

What?!

All this...

...for an old sick dog

that we put to sleep?

What? You knew?

But Sandy, it was just

a dying dog...

...the vet put to sleep.

Why didn't you say anything?

Rob never touched you, did he?

How could you say that?

How could I believe you?

How could we all believe you?

My dreams are so realistic.

And Rob...

...he looks at me in a funny way.

He gives me the creeps.

And Lydia...

...she says I've forgotten some things.

No, that I have repressed them.

That something has happened.

Come here...

Come here...

Your father...

You were 4 years old

and your father was practicing a performance on the roof.

Maybe I should have shown you earlier.

Are we ready? - OK.

OK, let's go.

Everybody's ready!

Sandy, be careful! Sandy!

Sandy!

Jimmy...

Jimmy...

Wallet, cell phone...

...key ring with six keys, and a ring.

Would you please sign here.

Is there a crowd outside?

A crowd?

Yes, newspapers, television?

They have long forgotten about you.

You're like yesterday's news.