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Come in.

Hans Porcelijn. -Laura Fischer.

Have a seat. Only half an hour, as we agreed.

I normally don't do emergency cases.

Laura Fischer, yes.

What can I do for you?

I'm seeing a few friends later.

Sorry. -Laura!

Don't run away.

I can't do it.

I can't live with it anymore.

Something happened and someone died.

A couple of years ago.

One of your friends or...

It makes me angry!

I opened the fridge this morning...

Milk gone! -A whole pack of milk?

A whole pack of milk gone! -Damn.

If he does that to me one more time, I'll rip his balls off.

Come, you look a bit tense.

Did you read the cards for this week? -Yes, big suffering awaits you.

SILENT NIGHT

Don't. -What do you mean?

Don't.

What's wrong? -I don't know if I want this.

Jesus Christ.

Here you go. Did you want to order something?

What would you like? -Two red wine.

Hey...

I can look, can't I, cutie? -Here.

Go away or I'll have you thrown out.

Why are you sitting here? Shall we go dancing?

I'll be right there.

But this is the fourth one in 2.5 years.

This can't continue.

I ride my bike through those woods every morning and evening.

I have no choice if I want to get to uni in time.

But I don't want to be afraid that some psycho will pull me off my bike.

I suggest we start a committee that will talk to the board and the police.

A committee? Does it have to be that official?

So we can serve as their contact and so they take us seriously.

It sounds so soft... so Eastern bloc.

You don't have to be in it.

Alright then.

Stay back if you want to be in the committee.

It's really important that we start doing something ourselves.

I want to do something.

But I don't know if I'm the right person.

Every little bit helps.

Ok.

Bonnie Javoer. -Emma Machielsen.

I study Dutch. -I hate meetings.

If I don't have to go to meetings, I'll help.

The idea's not to have endless meetings.

Ok, write my name down. Josien Schippers.

What happened to that big mouth of yours?

I thought it was your kind of thing. An action committee.

A committee? -Yes.

What's the name of that action girl? -Emma.

I don't think she's my type.

Then you have to stop complaining that nobody's doing anything.

I didn't see you volunteer either.

I train three times a week.

Can we still join the committee?

The more the better.

Laura Fischer. -Hi.

Emma Machielsen. -Marieke Kopermolen.

Give me your phone numbers.

I think it's strange.

How is it possible they haven't found him in all that time?

They put hundreds of people on a case like that.

How is it possible?

That someone can do that for two years without leaving a trace.

I don't know much about rapists.

I haven't passed my Psychopaths and Sex-murderers exam yet.

Does that exist? Oh, shit, that was stupid.

No, I'm sure there's a minor about sexually deviant behaviour.

I just haven't seen it yet.

I do know it can be anybody.

Your neighbour... the baker...

Your father.

Your father, why not?

It didn't feel good anymore.

That can happen, can't it?

That you don't want it anymore.

No, I never have that.

I don't get that. Doesn't it depend on the atmosphere too?

On the moment.

And sometimes the moment's not there.

If you want something, you want it. Until you're satisfied.

Could you rape someone?

Have a nice life.

Severe head wounds...

vaginal wounds, severe shock... it's insane.

Do you know that girl? -No.

What would her star sign be?

Do you think it's in your horoscope?

I think she's an Aries.

I don't know why.

And you were a... -Horse dick?

That's the ascendant, of course.

Pisces...

You have to be careful this week.

Big suffering awaits you...

I don't want to hear it.

I look normal at the moment, but I have a punching bag in my room.

What do you study? -Math.

I wouldn't have guessed.

I think it happened around here.

I'll have a look.

Shall we go?

Shuttle buses. -Yes, that's all I can offer.

It's something.

And we're in touch with the police.

How's the investigation going?

Not very well.

Everything they had, hasn't led to anything.

What a bunch of fucking jerks.

About those shuttle buses... how many did you have in mind?

Three to begin with.

Those buses have room for 15 people, right?

Everyday, 500 students have to go to uni and back.

If they don't go through the woods, it takes 45 minutes longer.

We're doing what we can, but we have a budget to think of.

Sorry?

You know we're suffering from serious cutbacks.

We have a hard time just financing our educational programs.

And then there are these kinds of things.

It's also about people's own responsibility.

Students could also use mopeds. -Are you telling us how to go to uni?

That doesn't make any sense.

Soon I won't be able to wear a skirt or I'll have to wear a headscarf.

So...

Bye, thanks. -Ladies.

Shall we let one of us do the talking from now on?

Meaning you?

That's not what I mean, but calling him names doesn't help.

Maybe not, but what has your committee achieved?

That we'll get three buses. Whoop-de-do!

You know what you should do? -Can we stop fighting?

Sometimes I thought we'd never stay together.

We were all so different.

Bonnie never said anything.

Josien seemed in control, but I felt something was wrong.

Emma thought she could change everything.

And that other girl?

In hindsight, it was to be expected that Marieke...

That she...

BIKE POOL POINT

His birthday's in June.

Gemini.

They're very fickle. -Fickle?

Shall we go? It's freezing.

Where's Marieke? -Was she supposed to be here?

Yes. She was having a discussion with someone again.

Tough luck.

Stupid girl.

Marieke speaking. Couldn't you wait a bit longer?

Why didn't you call me then?

I was talking to someone. Is that allowed?

The next bus will leave in an hour.

Do you want Bonnie and me to come back for you?

Don't go alone! -No.

I'll wait for someone else.

Yes, yes. -Really!

Yes, bye.

Fuck.

Are you going to the flats? -No.

Have you left? Where are you?

In the woods.

With someone? -No.

What are you doing? You agreed not to go alone.

Can you stay on the line for a moment?

It's alright.

I have another call. -Take it.

Hello?

Are you back?

Hello, Marieke speaking. I'm doing something else right now.

Ok, let's go.

Why didn't she go with a group?

She's so pigheaded.

Who would do that? Damn!

Did you call the police?

Marieke!

Jesus, I can't hear anything! I'm trying to call her.

What's the point?

If we all talk over each other, we can hear even less.

Marieke!

Here.

What did you say?

It was predicted.

Big suffering was awaiting me.

Nothing was the same anymore after that night.

That image of Marieke, my best friend, over that branch.

To know that there are people who are capable of doing that.

I shouldn't have taken that other call. Then it wouldn't have happened.

Do you feel guilty?

There was no way back. That's how we all felt.

I spoke to that dumb inspector woman yesterday.

They don't have anything. 600 tips but no results.

I wish I studied criminology instead of Dutch.

I'm not going to sit on my ass and wait for the next one.

How can we find a rapist the police have been trying to find for 3 years?

I'll tell you.

I know who it is. I think.

Edwin Mollema.

I worked at the bar on the night of the party.

So did he, but he was late.

He was 3 hours late. He arrived after 1 am.

He had no good explanation.

And that girl was raped around 12:30?

One day he was coming on to a friend of mine.

When it didn't work, he said: "I'll get you anyway."

"I'll get you sooner or later."

And he wasn't joking.

Yuck.

What are we going to do?

Hey, what is this? We're not following him, are we?

Bonnie, fuck off if you're too scared.

Wait.

We should check what he did the night Marieke was attacked.

If he didn't show up somewhere that night either, it could be him.

Ok.

WHY MEN RAPE

These are the ones you asked for.

Thank you. -And a few nice German studies.

Something for at home tonight.

It's all about rape. Didn't you do something with the elderly?

Yes, but I have to write another thesis in between.

Good luck then.

What is it? -That coffee.

That's very dangerous.

It's up to you.

Go on.

He won't feel responsible for his own actions.

What on earth does that mean?

That he can't oversee the consequences.

That he doesn't know what he's doing to a person.

And that he sees his victim as an object, not as a person.

Which means he can't see things from someone else's perspective...

so he's also bad at relationships and friendships.

So it's always a lone wolf.

No, he could be happily married, with children.

They estimate that only 1 in 6 rapes is reported.

Jesus!

He might have been abused himself as a child.

He probably lives 5 or 6 kilometres from where he's doing it.

And the strange thing is that they often know the victim.

My father was pretty bad, but I don't think he'd rape anyone.

What was so bad about him?

He'd always mash his food and say "It'll all become shit anyway."

Were a man to sell his wife...

like one sells cows and horses...

he would go to the market...

even though he was not wont to.

If we look at this more closely, we see that Bredero is doing...

the exact same thing as we saw last week.

He uses everyday Amsterdam language...

but there's something else interesting going on.

He uses the comparison of selling cows and horses.

Why does he do that? For two reasons.

He thinks it's a nice way to consider getting rid of your wife...

but there's something else.

At a cattle market you can buy animals and touch them and...

look into their mouths to check their teeth.

He likes that. It's a bit rude of course, but...

Edwin was nowhere to be found when Marieke was raped. Emma

That's what The Farce of the Cow is about.

The Dutch football team was on TV. He always watches that.

How do you know all that? -I know people from his department.

Who don't you know?

But that night he left at the start of the match.

Does he have a girlfriend?

Not that I know.

Can I say something stupid?

Imagine you're the rapist and you live in one of these flats.

You wouldn't keep your moped at home.

Or your helmet or your rainwear, so where...

Can you use your own fridge, Ritse?

If it's him, we should go to the police.

No, because...

What are you doing?

How are you?

Good. No result from the HIV test yet.

The police aren't getting anywhere. My therapist says I'm clamming up.

I'm borrowing milk from you, alright?

Ritse...

Why are you whispering?

Is this a committee meeting?

We're trying to find out who it was.

Are you?

Yes.

I'm part of it. -No way.

I'm part of it, damn it! -That's impossible.

The serial rapist has been active since 2.5 years...

How's your thesis? -It's going alright.

Have you ever had a look at www.pasopvoor.nl?

No. -It's a bit sick, but interesting.

I think they've got rapists too.

Talk about popular anger.

Has raped several victims.

Both children and older girls.

Was released a couple of years ago.

This man is dangerous!!!

You should read Essence of Decision by Allison.

Allison. -Essence of Decision.

It's about the Cuba crisis.

Can I help you?

No.

Hello. Weren't we wondering where he keeps his moped and helmet and stuff?

I have an idea.

Can I have a look if I want to leave my bike here?

Go ahead. -Thanks.

Josien, I found it!

Me too! -I found it!

It's exactly the same. Colour, type, everything.

We've found it too.

Who knew there were hundreds of them?

Everybody kind of knows that.

It was to be expected of course. I still think this is how he does it.

I found something on the Internet, last night.

A repeat offender. He lives within 6 kilometres.

What's a repeat offender again? -Someone who does it repeatedly.

He was released a couple of years ago.

These days, people publish their addresses on the net.

How old is that information? -More than 2.5 years.

That's when it all started.

Bonnie, can I ask you something?

I'm also a photographer. Sometimes I have exhibitions.

Would you mind being my model one day?

I don't know.

Don't think it's anything funny, but it's nude modelling.

So...

Maybe think about it.

Yes, ok.

He's a really nice man.

But you don't ask your students to pose in the nude for you.

Do you think it could be him? -Try it and you'll find out.

Don't you dare.

Emma speaking. Is Edwin home?

No, ok.

Bonnie, you've still got your shoes on. Come with me.

What's going on?

Edwin got up before the match and he's going outside.

Which match? -The Dutch team, understand?

He's going to do it again. -But what are we going to do?

Are you afraid? Are you coming, Laura?

Wait, I'll come.

All the men are watching TV. There are only women outside.

The same as that night with Marieke. -Shouldn't we call the police?

And what would we say? "One guy isn't watching the football?"

But what are we going to do? -After him, of course.

He's going into those woods now.

But what if he... -I'll go alone then.

Normally, I treat people with personality disorders...

with relationship problems and phobias...

so I'd mainly want to talk about you.

You said someone had died.

Wouldn't it be good if you told me who that was?

Is it Emma? No, it's not.

Who then?

I don't like it.

Should we call her? -I don't know if she has it on vibrate.

Fuck.

There he is.

Maybe he's getting his moped.

Dusart Street. I read about it the other day.

I just read about it.

Shut up!

Shit, I remember.

Van Den Brink lives here. I read it in the study guide.

Van Den Brink? -From the university board.

Yes, he lives across the street. A very nice man.

I see him in the supermarket, sometimes. -Exactly, but he does strange things.

He'll leave his house at night without being aware of it.

I never noticed that.

But he's not that old.

That's why we're so worried. Dementia runs in our family.

I don't mind keeping an eye on him, if that's what you mean.

Yes, please, but he can't find out. He'd get furious.

You understand, don't you? -Of course.

Can I have another glass of water?

Thanks.

Like chickens without a head.

What did you say?

Never mind. -You said chickens.

That's how they talk about us.

We're prey.

Cute chickens of around 20.

Come on, guys, let's see who can get the first chicken.

I shouldn't have said it. I'm sorry.

Do you have a wife? Or a daughter?

Have they ever been tied up with their naked asses in the air...

over a branch, in the freezing cold?

And some asshole watches how they're laying there wide open!

And then he puts his dirty, stinking...

Are you looking for a particular belt?

Yes. -Can I help?

No. -As you wish.

Can I come in?

Yes.

How long has it been since we've seen each other?

Two weeks?

I think more than five.

Would you like a drink? -Yes.

Sorry.

Thanks. I've been thinking.

I hate how things have gone between us.

So that's why you're here.

Yes.

Not because you wanted to fuck?

And you had no one else, so you thought you'd try Bonnie one more time.

I don't blame you.

But can we be honest with each other, for once?

I mean, can we ever really trust you?

Or is the urge too strong?

So strong you can't stop it.

If you touch me, I'll scream.

There are lots of people in the house.

One sound and I'll kick you in your cunt so hard you'll never have babies.

Don't do it, because I'm capable of anything.

Jesus, I... -Say it out loud.

I mean, I understand we have to procreate.

But does it dominate everything with you men?

Is it true that when you see someone who looks good, you want to penetrate her?

Hey, Bonnie...

How strong is it? On a scale of 10.

You only talk about sex. I came here to...

How high is your need, Ren�?

How did you find my address? -What?

How did you find my address? -From the Internet.

The Internet, of course... bloodhounds...

That's why I spent all that time in jail.

A friend of mine was raped. -What is it to me?

Leave me alone! Are you with the police?

Leave me alone!

I didn't want to bother you. I'm just looking for a serial rapist.

And you thought it was me.

Right?

Shall I tell you something?

I've been castrated.

At my own request.

At my own request. You didn't expect that, did you?

Do you know what that means?

Do you know what that means?

Damn it!

Just answer me. -Get lost!

At least I tried. -What?

To save our relationship. But it's useless with you.

Hysterical bitch.

I don't need any help.

Is it for your boyfriend?

No.

I have a beautiful Italian design here. Boninsegna.

Not cheap, I have to add.

I'd like to have a look on my own. Is that alright?

As you wish, of course.

But what about this?

It's bizarre what we're doing. What are we thinking?

The entire police can't find anything and we think that we...

We're only causing problems.

I want to stop. -That's too easy.

What do you think, Emma?

I felt so incredibly bad when it happened to Marieke.

And then we tried this and it really made me feel better.

I thought: Why not?

Why couldn't we do it?

Can you still concentrate on something silly like studying?

Or boyfriends...

Yes.

I just want to tell you.

My father...

I was 9 when he started coming to me at night.

A year later he was dead.

And I had to wait 15 years before I could do something back.

But now...

I only knew Emma as someone we looked up to.

So much confidence, so much strength.

And now this.

And Bonnie was capable of doing anything.

Before, she wasn't able to harm a fly.

Only Josien hadn't changed.

Or so it seemed.

I want to show you something.

The brand is Boninsegna.

So he wakes up and he yells...

By God, I am still here...

I fear going home and face the anger of my wife.

Does this make me a bad man?

Even the devil's not as bad as people say he is.

And? -And what?

You'd think about it, wouldn't you?

Oh, about those photos.

Where will they be taken?

At my home.

Ok, can we do it this afternoon?

Yes, we can.

I think it's strange. Normally, she's the first one here.

Come on, I want to go to that store. -Shall we?

But what about Bonnie?

Shouldn't we call the police?

We don't know anything yet.

Shall we?

This is the bedroom.

There's a robe for you. Clean.

Ok.

I'll see you in a moment.

Bonnie? -I'm almost ready.

What can I do for you?

I bought a belt here but I lost the docket. I wonder if I'm in the system.

I'd have to have a look. What's your name?

Kopermolen.

Kopermolen... a belt you said.

Is something wrong?

No, I'm coming.

Is it finally finished? -Yes.

You must be happy.

I sure am.

Stand over there, please.

Belts...

Do you know which brand? -Oh, sorry!

They're a bit late, but we'll forgive you since the topic's so serious.

Can you take your robe off? I'd like to photograph you from behind.

Ok?

Can you turn around?

Fuck. It's not here.

Sorry.

You said he made a gay impression.

Yes, Josien thought so too.

And then you went straight to the police.

No, we weren't sure enough yet.

It could also be a coincidence.

If he also had a moped of the same brand, we'd be sure.

And then?

I was against it.

We went to his house.

I ended up going with them.

We went one evening when he was working in the library.

Josien would wait in the library and...

she'd text Emma if something was wrong.

The only way I can explain it is that...

we were hunting.

He was the prey.

We had tasted blood and this time someone else was the chicken.

The neighbours.

I thought you had finished. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

I don't bite. -Sorry, I was lost in thought.

Didn't you finish your thesis?

Yes, but I still have to study. -Yes, of course.

Other topics. -What are you doing now?

Fun. You're having that coffee again.

I never see you with a boyfriend.

Why is that?

What do you mean? Are you checking on me?

I see you sometimes.

You do? -On your bike, for instance.

Or in the uni restaurant, but... often alone.

Well... -A nice girl like you.

I don't often see someone who I think is...

I know what you mean.

There aren't that many nice boys.

Or aren't you into boys?

What do you mean? -Are you more into girls?

I'm into both.

It's very practical.

By the way... the conclusion...

What? -Of your thesis about rapists.

I think that people who do that, hate women.

Why?

Those girls are being punished.

Because they're women.

Something like that.

Did you know Josien liked girls?

No, absolutely not.

I never noticed.

Are you feeling alright?

You look a bit pale.

Coffee from the machine.

A disaster for humanity.

No moped. It's not him.

It just isn't him. Let's go back.

No, we'll have a look inside.

What? -Now that we're here.

Somebody will pick up this book at 8:45. Bye.

DUTCH TEAM, TONIGHT'S THE NIGHT

Shit!

Give me a hand.

We shouldn't do this, guys.

Marieke! -Damn it!

Stop!

And another phone? -But your phone has all your numbers.

Nobody writes them down anymore.

All gone because of that fucking coffee.

Don't touch anything!

Look.

Poor boy.

Poor boy?

What are you doing?

Are you alone?

I'll remove my hand. If you scream, I'll bash your head in.

I know you.

But from what?

Damn it! Did you want it again?

Is that why you're here? Because you want it again?

I can't stand this!

Josien, do something!

PSYCHOLOGIST LOOKING FOR SON

The very worst is not knowing what happened to him.

The day I read this, I knew I'd tell you.

What did you do to my child?

And now?

I'm going to the police.

I'll tell them I killed him.

No. -No?

You won't do that.

We only understood afterwards why Josien of all people said that.

We all agreed.

Me too. Me too.

If course I was shocked, but...

We didn't feel any remorse.

Nobody ever thought of us.

You're the first to know.

The first two years it didn't bother me.

Then one night I couldn't sleep.

And it got worse and worse.

I felt like something was eating away at me.

And then I read your article and...

it felt liberating.

I looked up your number.

I carried it with me for 3 months.

And because they have that meeting today...

I thought this is the moment.

My fate is in your hands now.

But not just my fate.

My name and phone number.