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story: 105247501VL Title: The Traitors (1) LANG:TXT ep. 5 air: 26-12-2021

VO: The traitors seem to have luck on their side.

After Thijs, Iliass also manages to get hold of a shield.

Do you want to lose something? -No, do you?

I don't have it.

VO: Meanwhile, among the faithful among themselves begins...

growing distrust .

Romana said, "I don't have the shield."

If ONE of the three of us is killed anyway...

I think it's clear where to look.

Now you're digging Romana's grave. -Why did you say that, Henk?

I only told you. - Then I'm going to share it too.

The three of us have an appointment. -That's not OK.

VO: Despite that, the faithful have a resounding victory.

Thijs is banned with an overwhelming amount of votes.

THIJS: I am a traitor.

EVERYONE: Yes!

HENK: I had it... Of course he does.

subtitle: Red Bee Media

VO: There's another day of the frigid...

and deadly adventure arrived.

The traitors struck again last night .

So the sun has not risen for ONE of the faithful.

HENK: I walk into the breakfast room. That's a nice moment.

Then you know: I'm still in the game.

But the game takes its toll; I'm a little tired of it.

It does eat at me.

Good morning. -Good morning, Hank.

Slept good? You do, I think. -I slept wonderfully.

Without a shield. You?

I don't have a shield either, but I also slept well.

Bizarre.

ROMANA: I thought for a moment: Hey, what's up?

It was a bit uncomfortable. It's dead quiet...

and Henk really sits there like a king.

And looks straight at me.

Do you have something to say?

No, you know I don't talk, right? Isn't that clear?

I'm very good at looking back at people for a long time.

I don't get confused.

Who's out? -Who did you kill last night?

It was a difficult choice though.

Who's next to come in?

'Wassup'? Good morning.

That was expected, friend.

You betrayed yourself yesterday. You know that, don't you?

How? -I knew you had the shield.

You went to the armory without a coat ...

and you came out with your coat. You had to keep the silver.

Henk thinks so simply.

I find it so funny how simple he thinks.

Or it was a very good actor.

Then I think: Yes, Henk. That was the intention.

I think Shelly's out. What do you think?

I don't think Shelly or... Iliass anyway.

He was also in the armory. - Brit?

Shelly,Britt... -Of Ellen?

But do you trust Britt? I don't trust her.

Me neither. -No?

No.

JAY: Yeah, right. Sure.

ILIASS: OK, this was exciting...

because we are the shield masters.

This table is suddenly really small, isn't it?

Just two people. -Slept well?

Great, man. I lay down. I had nine pillows around me.

I'm brain tired...

but i'm glad i'm still here.

I survived another night.

Nice man.

Hee.

JAY: So. -Hello.

Hey Ellen. -Hey, Henkie.

Did you sleep well, guys? Romana: Yes.

ILIASS: We slept well.

You? -When I woke up, I thought:

I wish I had slept a few hours longer.

I've had a short night because I'm constantly on...

and make connections, think.

Glad we got a traitor out of it...

but it continues. We have to move on.

HENK: I sleep very badly.

JAY: Hey. DE REST: Hee.

My God, am I the last?

Brit enters. Surprise, surprise.

That was no surprise to anyone. So everyone says:

Hey. Shelly's out, oh no.

How is this possible?

Hi honey.

Hi.Is fake.

BRITT: OK, but you're still here.

Jesus.

'You're alive'. BRITT: I am.

ROMANA: Look, I knew it. - That's the mayor.

I thought you had it yesterday. -I thought Jay had it.

He went in without a coat and comes in with a coat.

Not a normal jacket. A very big thing.

Thought about it.

Does anyone want to lose something?

We haven't talked about sweet Shelly at all.

I have to convince Britt...

to send either Shelly or Ellen home...

because I have a plan.

My plan is...

Shelly of Ellen.

I think Shelley...

because Ellen is with you more than Shelly.

And Shelly... - Is too smart.

Too smart.

You must be killed...

I want to continue playing this game.

And? -And.

Shelly,'incoming'.

Sorry.

It is and remains... -A game.

Shelly, you've been killed. The traitors.

I thought, if I survive tonight...

I'm going to do so and so. I'm in the final.

Yoohoo. But no, neck off.

The annoying thing is that I still do n't know exactly what happened.

Yesterday we all went to Thijs.

Really as a team we went on Thijs...

but also the traitor went with Thijs.

I don't really include anyone who voted for Thijs yesterday .

You had to do that because there was peer pressure.

But the day before we already wanted to go to Thijs...

and then Thijs was defended by a few people.

I just want to name the people...

who defended Thijs indirectly.

That wasn't rocket science. It's about the response I get.

If you attack Tim instead of Thijs...

you indirectly defend Thijs.

As I did, I'll see if anyone responds to that.

Then I have Henk, Ellen and Britt.

I wisely keep my mouth shut, because if I go into it in full...

that makes me suspicious. -I just want to get rid of it.

What you say is not true.

That's true. -That is not true.

ELLEN: And yes, Henk. Immediately full against it.

Why isn't that true? -I said at the table...

'Thijs, you fit exactly into the frame of the traitor'.

I shouldn't take it personally.

That's right. -If it's not you, it's you.

That's stupid too. I'm going to defend myself now...

I shouldn't do that. But that's the nature of the beast.

I want to say it out loud.

Good morning. -Good morning.

Another one less.

Shelly killed.

Yesterday you were still very united...

you all voted for Thijs.

He was exposed as a traitor.

That must feel good.

That also means that at this table there is no voting for each other.

I like the group feeling.

Wondering how long you can keep that up.

Maybe the chore will help.

You can clear the table later...

and raking the sculpture garden and collecting apples.

Have fun. Oh, one more thing...

I'm looking for someone for the next mission ...

the ones you least want to take a look at the armory.

You can decide for yourself.

See you soon.

I don't give it to you.

Fine, neither do I. It's mutual.

You do n't have to talk about that anymore.

Those two have something against each other. And she blurts it out.

Sorry to point, you can't. But it came out spontaneously.

Pointing is allowed, then I will do that too.

Romana is very clumsy in what she says.

She makes a lot of mistakes and mixes things up.

That makes her suspicious to me.

ILIASS: Who hasn't been there yet? ELLEN: What? In the armory?

I never.

JAY: Then we have to point out someone who's already been in it.

Not at all someone you suspect.

ILIASS: We have to look at the game logically.

Bad argument. -I'm not thinking.

Wait, it's right. -Sure.

If such a traitor enters the armory...

I'm not sleeping very well tonight.

I'm coming. I'm a sheep again. I'm going the easy way.

Such an easy position.

ELLEN: I'm "processing." I notice that my brain...

We don't have to decide this now, do we?

I'm really tired...

but I must think very quickly: What is wisdom?

Don't call anyone right away.

Who will clear the round table? Two people.

And rake the sculpture garden and gather apples?

Go outside for a while. -Me too.

Shall we? -Yes.

Two people clearing the table. -I'll do that.

Britt and... - Me too. Leave the two of them together.

We want to see blood today.

Love?

I think this is a beautiful image when you with your basket full of apples...

comes back into the house.

ILIASS: Well honey, did you sleep well?

Mwah, you? -Yes.

I have no problems anywhere. -No, I understand.

Where does your hunch go?

About the least?

Jay, you can't, right?

The tricky part is... He really shouldn't have that shield.

Then he can't be killed. -Correct.

He's already there.

If I say I don't want it, I have a problem.

Then I have to go with him. We can't. Then we lose.

I want to say that I don't wish it on Henk.

Then I get the full layer from him. -Don't be afraid of it.

I have to be friends with Jay.

Then I have to go to Henk.

We are almost there.

We have to do this for Thijs. He sacrificed himself...

so we also have to do this for our warrior Thijs.

The final is in sight.

There are going to be blows today.

Who are you currently on? I got you last night.

I'm on you. -On me?

Okay clear. And me on you.

Are we nice to each other? -Is good.

I'm really going to get the shield today.

I need that. -Yes, me too.

But I begrudge you.

Well, enough apples. -Lots of apples.

I'll rake here. -Not that one. That apple is ready.

Jay, how are we doing? How are you doing?

Who do you think it is? -Henk.100 percent.

ONE thing... I don't know if I can do you...

Yes... I can trust you. - I'm really not. 100 percent.

Then I share it.

Thijs came to see me yesterday...

and he tried to send me to Henk.

If Thijs is a traitor...

then why are you putting me on Hank? If he is also a traitor.

I'm thinking that way again. -Yes OK.

That it is Hank. -I think between those two...

something happened that made Thijs think...

I don't care who goes out. I want that other traitor...

Britt, protect.

Or he also protected Henk by doing this.

That is also possible. - That's even fairer.

Those aren't apples anymore.

I just wanted to talk to you...

because Ellen really points seriously.

To me, Ellen is the traitor.

I trust you and Jay.

Do you trust me... I've been clumsy. Doesn't matter.

If you want me to be honest, you fumbled a few times.

For me it's Ellen, Britt. And then I'm hesitating between you and Romana.

If Romana played it like this...

"I don't know, this is awkward." -She does all the time.

That's starting to gnaw at me now.

Is she doing this on purpose? -We can now decide the game.

With three. -That's true.

Look who's coming up there: Jay.

Ewa. -Come on, bro.

Tell that story... Come between us.

We are now three. We can control the game.

Right now you are to me... Also how you pointed people...

at the round table was for me...

I feel safe. -Who do you favor the least?

He has Ellen... -Ellen or Britt.

I distrust Ellen. -Ellen too?

I don't know if Ellen... What we agree on: Britt.

We don't give it to her? -Britt anyway.

We can now say: We vote tonight.

Who has to get out? We can determine that.

Britt needs to get out. I think so.

I'm 100 percent sure of that.

100 percent sure? You have good people skills. I vote for Britt.

Yes or no? -Wait, not yet.

I'm just about to make an agreement with Jay and Iliass.

OK, Britt. Give me a hand. I'm a man of my word.

Then Britt is going out tonight.

Give me a hand. Just say it: Britt out?

Yes? Brit out? -Yes, I don't change anymore.

I don't have to ask anymore. Britt out. Done.

Now that the finish line is in sight...

the game is getting dirtier.

If you choose a traitor...

then you get ONE.

JAY: Now I have to tell you. I do n't have to say everything I think...

with Hank there. I was picking apples with Ellen.

She doesn't trust Henk... -Me neither.

And not Brit. -Neither?

But you don't trust Henk completely.

No bro. -But I find it so hard...

to think he has a mastermind behind this.

Not himself, this is from Thijs.

I really think what I told you yesterday...

that Thijs so expressly...

To keep him safe. -Right.

You trust Ellen 100?

So I don't know 100.

I have on my list... Am I going to tell you honestly.

I just couldn't say that.

Hank, Britt...

Ellen.

But Henk is number ONE. -On a?

If you have to write tonight, you don't want Henk.

He's going to kill me. He's sitting next to me.

I would do Hank. -Yes? Mine is Brit.

He suddenly says: I don't trust Britt.

I know if I want to win this game...

then I have to go into the final with a fellow traitor.

And suddenly I think of something on the spot.

Now I have to do something.

But Ellen says Henk? -Ellen says Enk.

I can not talk anymore.

Jay has been at home the past few days ...

so his brain was working overtime.

I make very bad use of it.

Two more faithful have to go.

Now we're going to outplay even faithful ones.

Though he is faithful...

then we as faithful must now outplay a faithful one.

Then ONE more is played away.

If we have a shield, we're safe.

He looks at me like this: Oh.

If you get into the final with three stalwarts ...

you share all the silver. Now I'm after silver.

And if you are with ONE....

You must bring ONE traitor to the finals.

A traitor is in third place. As a faithful you must be 'faithful, faithful'.

We share and say to the traitor: Well played.

Do we take the traitor to the final?

Haven't you thought that far yet? -No.

I'm still dealing with traitors: Get out, get out.

I think five steps ahead.

If we play the game, we have to play it right.

I think Britt is a traitor. -Okay. Then we'll take her.

So you can... - I'm so. Now I'm going full too.

'No more Mr. Nice Guy.'

'The game is on.'

I'm curious. Who don't you wish for a restful night?

Who don't you give a look into the armory?

Hank.

British. - Britt.

For me it's Hank. -1-1.

Britt. -2-1.

Brit. -What the fuck. Why?

ART: 3-1.

I don't want Henk or Britt to go to the armory...

because they are traitors.

Britt.

Britt won't be very 'amused', but there was a plan behind it.

ART: 4-1.

Hank. -Does not matter.

Tactical. ART: How surprising, Romana.

Britt.

They least give you a look in the armory. Come on.

BRITT: Especially Iliass and Ellen.

From Jay and Henk: OK. I don't know what to think...

because suddenly four people call me.

VO: Britt is displeased that the group, almost unanimously...

robbed her of a shield chance.

She has no idea...

that the worst nightmare is about to come true.

ELLEN: That's Britt in the height.

I've never seen anyone look as scared as she does.

ELLEN: Oh, poor Britt.

She said she was afraid of heights.

ILIASS: Are you okay? -I'm dying up here.

BRITT: My body is starting to shake completely...

I can't control my breathing . I start to cry.

Everything is going through me. I just thought: Hold on.

It's just a moment. ILIASS: She's totally holding on.

JAY: That she just got picked...

put there by us. That sucks.

We will do our very best to bring Britt down.

That sounds strange, but it's positive.

ART: Welcome here.

With your choice you have ensured that Britt...

who is afraid of heights, trapped there in that cage.

Britt is now hanging at a height of eight meters.

On the way down she can pick up silver.

But how does she get back down?

You will take care of that...

by completing small missions well.

For example javelin throwing...

drag tree trunk...

all things you need muscles for.

Every small mission well completed, then the cage goes down.

Are you not doing well? Then the cage with Britt...

who is afraid of heights, up.

ILIASS: She's completely broken.

She is the only one who is afraid of heights.

We all felt guilty.

Remember: Each small mission has a time limit.

I wish you the best of luck, because Britt needs it.

Go for it. -Thank you.

And.

ROMANA: Looking straight ahead. -Come on, guys.

ILIASS: Game ONE is all hanging on a rope...

and that for ten seconds. We have two minutes for that.

Three, two, ONE and go. -Come on.

ELLEN: Ro, you first.

If we mess it up, she'll head for 40 feet.

You really don't want that for her.

ROMANA There he goes. HENK Get on my back.

Lift me up.

Hold my back. ELLEN: Do you have it?

HENK: The rope goes down.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

ELLEN: I thought we could start counting...

only Iliass still has his foot on the ground.

Seven, six, five. -ART: ONE,TWO,THREE...

four, five... ELLEN: Stop, hang on.

six seven eight nine ten.

ELLEN: Run that way. Come on. -The latter pushes the button.

ILIASS: Honey, you're going down. ELLEN Good going, Britt.

ROMANA: Looking ahead. ELLEN: Breathe easy.

My God, I still have to get that silver.

ROMANA: Bend your knees a bit. ELLEN: Never mind.

BRITT: I thought I could get that...

but i really need to hang out.

HENK: How bad, this. ELLEN: So sad.

BRITT: The thing that scares me the most...

I have to do.

I think it's so pathetic.

Ended up with shaking hands and kind of...

Quiet.

ILIASS: Almost, almost. ELLEN: Going well. Take your time.

Well done.

Whoops, first silver has arrived.

Yummy, lady. -Very well.

Nice of you to be so sweet...

but because of you I am here. -Keep breathing, honey.

Game two: Roll logs.

The three of us put down the blocks.

You two pull the rope.

I really liked this trial. Now you can just push.

ILIASS: The tree trunk had to pass vertically through the two flags...

a green and red. JAY: Put that block there.

One two. ELLEN: Very good.

HENK: I prefer to do that alone. I'll drag that thing across.

I lift that thing, but teamwork was the best.

ELLEN: Run.

ILIASS: Nice, guys.

Britt, we're going down. -Well done.

*we're going down baby*

She just needs to hang a little further out of the cage...

but that poor dear is afraid of heights.

So she dare not. ROMANA: Can't you slide?

I can't get any further.

ILIASS: Then we thought, 'Fuck it'. We go to the next game...

and if she goes a little lower, she can reach it.

What is this?

ELLEN: Three liters and five liters.

A barrel of water. A block on the seesaw.

That block of wood weighs four kilograms.

We have to make sure that we have ONE four liter pan...

on the end of the seesaw so that it remains balanced.

We can put three liters here first and then add ONE liter.

How do you calculate ONE litre?

Three litres, anyway. -Fill both halfway...

and together in the large pan. ELLEN: Five and three is eight...

then half of that.

Not eight liters in ONE pan. HENK: That's not possible.

Both for half and that liter in the pan of five.

There is a calculator for it. We say "half" all the time.

Try to think something else. -What can we do with those three and five?

We need four. -Three liters must be in this pan...

and then ONE litre. -How did you get that?

That pan is empty. -How do you get ONE liter in that pan?

Three is easier to... -No.

What's not all the time?

That's the same as we're doing now, with half.

Then I really get...

Sorry, I gave a sneer like that too.

Then I'm going to make a cup of tea, from the rest of the water.

I found that annoying, because often when I say something...

either they don't hear it or they don't want to hear it.

If you fill it all the way...

and it fills up. Then this contains ONE liter.

ELLEN: Completely full? -You're right.

ILIASS: If you fill that three liters all the way up...

and throws it in the five liter...

and fills that three liters again and throws it in the five liters...

then you have ONE liter left.

Then you empty that five-liter pan completely.

You throw the liter you have left over in the five-liter pan.

Completely fill the three liter pan .

You throw it in. Then you have four liters.

Then it should be fine now, right?

No.

ILIASS: Shit. We poured a little too hastily...

causing water to spill.

JAY: Too little? ILIASS: Yes.

You could only put it on once.

You couldn't refill.

We lost that game.

And?

Sorry, honey.No. -Not?

'And'? No. "OK."

The poor head is getting more and more desperate.

ART: Failed and the clock is set to zero.

That means bad news, especially for Britt.

She goes up again.

JAY: We'll get you down in a minute. -Do your best. You're doing well.

ELLEN: There Brittje goes up in the air again.

Fucking hell.

ILIASS: Britt, proud of you. Come on, the fat guy first.

horseshoes.

ILIASS: Next game, which is horseshoe throwing.

I just do something. No idea how heavy that is.

Sis.

The idea is that it is completely around the pole.

Difficult, this. You must indeed...

Nobody hit.

ILIASS: Too bad. ELLEN: Okay, pace.

But wait, second round is coming.

JAY: Wait.

No.

Jay takes the horseshoe and looks...

he throws.

ELLEN: Nice. Run. JAY: Let's go.

ART: Well done. You're going down quite a bit, Britt.

ELLEN: Come on, Brit. JAY: Nice, Britt.

ELLEN: You can do this now. - Do I have to go ONE more time?

ILIASS: Nice, Brit. ELLEN Good, Britt.

JAY: We'll get that last one too. -Well done...

and you can help her by on the next mission...

to make sure she comes down a bit. Good luck.

ILIASS: A sprint through the woods to get to the last game...

that's javelin throwing.

javelin throw.

Watch that you are not impaled.

ILIASS: Nice.

ELLEN: Are you going? -So, huh?

ELLEN: Jesus, hey.

ILIASS: He ends up in another province.

Ellen had to run an entire marathon to retrieve that spear.

EVERYONE: Yes.

Henk throws ugly, but hits.

ART: Success...

so Britt comes down a bit again.

ELLEN Nice, Britt.

Wijffie, so conquered your fear.

'Nothing with heights. I hope nothing with heights.'

BRITT: I overcame my own fears.

I'm very proud of myself for doing it.

We have three.

Three kilos.

Three kilograms of silver. Tasty, right?

After such a sporting mission, you deserve something.

I'll take one of those. Thank you.

JAY: "Shrimp"? ELLEN: Very healthy.

ILIASS: Cheese croquette.

Please. I'll put it here. Can you get some more...

want Britt...

you have color in your face again. -Yes, I'm alive again.

You have outdone yourself.

You have earned three kilograms of silver.

As a thank you for that tremendous achievement of yours...

may the rest go to the armory.

Enjoy. -Thank you.

Never before have so many people been allowed to go there at the same time.

Now five. -Five men.

BRITT: I want to get to that final.

There is ONE problem. That's the shield.

I'm the only one who doesn't have the option...

to enter the armory.

Fine, the rest may not have a shield either...

but as a traitor you wo n't run the risk...

to kill someone who might have a shield.

There's only ONE person...

who has the possibility of being killed.

But I'm a traitor...

so I'm just having breakfast in the morning ...

if I'm not taken out at the round table .

How the hell am I going to explain that?

We'll have the round soon.

What do we do? -That's a good one.

Iliass said to me before we pointed out Britt...

'we are now going to Britt and later to Henk'.

I heard her voice...

that she wants to catch Henk.

Iliass has Henk on ONE.

Don't you think Iliass is still yielding? -I do not think so...

because he is trying to convince me to go for Henk as well.

Yesterday he also had Henk or Thijs.

And I think Britt really...

If Henk is the traitor, Britt is anyway...

then we have Britt left.

If you sit on Britt, you don't have to worry.

It's a risk for her...

because we can all have the shield.

Tonight will be another thing. -We can still...

all having breakfast together.

If she kills whoever has the shield.

BRITT: I want so much to finish with Iliass...

but i'm so scared...

that the round table for the final is going to cost me my head.

ILIASS: It's an important round table...

because if this works, my plan is succeeding.

Hopefully no one switches at the last minute.

Then it all runs smoothly.

ART: Earned three kilos of silver again.

Brings the total to 15 kilos.

Thanks to your physical effort...

and Britt's heroism.

Tomorrow we play the final...

and find out which of you...

go home with this silver treasure .

JAY: That silver looks at me and calls out to me:

Hey Jay. When are you taking us?

Then I say: Soon.

Before it comes...

still half of you have to leave the game...

by banishment...

or murder.

Your time is getting scarcer. The clock is ticking...

so playing tactically and wisely is...

of vital importance.

Wrong decision here...

can just cost you.

Who wants to speak?

ILIASS: I want the floor.

This is just a game.

We've all been together for so long.

At some point you have to think tactically...

and you grow together. Then sometimes you have to...

stick a knife in someone's back.

'We're gonna start this shit.'

'The game is on.'

I'm going to make a choice today...

not based on me thinking anyone is the traitor...

but to get one round further.

I'm probably blamed for that.

Do you want to share that name already? -No.

I'm not going to do that. I'll write it down and we'll see.

JAY: Then I'll go too. I'm gonna do what I...

always have when I'm here.

That's following my gut.

It may not be tactical.

ART: Do you want to mention the name?

Yes. I'm writing up Britt today.

BRITT: Jay is on his own course and that course is me.

It's 90 percent British. Can never say 100 percent.

BRITT: I can say anything I want to Jay...

but he's never going to change his mind.

ART: Britt, you're mentioned. -Yes.

The tricky part is knowing what you're saying...

you're not sure. You only know what you are...

and I know that I am a faithful one.

ART: Are you targeting someone yourself? -Yes, of course.

ART: Who?

Henk is a suspect for me.

HENK: I already knew. I'm not crazy.

Ellen had convinced Britt...

ART: Do you want to respond, Henk?

Defending here is useless. I am a man of honor and conscience.

There's no point trying to convince her...

but I can convince the rest.

By looking at them and saying: 'I am a man of honor and conscience'.

I know what it is.

ART: Do you dare to say out loud that you are not a traitor?

Not a traitor. 1000 percent.

ART: You're not into defending, you're into attacking.

Defending makes no sense anymore.

ILIASS: Hank, Hank, Hank.

You're making another mistake.

There are plenty of starting points...

to make sure I'm not a faithful...

that I am not a traitor.

ILIASS: To top it all off, he misses the mark.

Put me on the dot.

ILIASS: I think: Well...

He does all the work. ART: Who do you suspect, Henk?

HENK: I suspect Britt and Ellen. ART: Two people.

I go straight into it.

You see it bubbling and he wants to defend himself...

and then it bursts open.

I don't care anymore. ART: You have to choose.

I'm going for Britt...

but I'm sure Ellen is part of it.

are you on me? I didn't see that one coming.

Why do you think? -Since when?

Nothing personal, but you're playing it like a rat right now.

Bit in between.

Sure, but I'm not a rat who is a traitor.

I am an individual athlete...

and if I feel attacked, I'm going to strike back.

ELLEN: You're on the two of us, but yesterday on Romana.

Before that Thijs and Tim.

Before that again on Romana. You were on Shelly.

Right, that's the game. You are right. All correct.

We were all on Romana. Where there were stains...

and romana has changed a few times what she says...

but she is sometimes clumsy in her remarks.

I think so now. I hold on to that.

But yesterday you were still on her.

I said she was clumsy. That's right.

I'm okay with it. I'm really very sure of my case.

Together with Britt she is the traitor.

You shouldn't look at me for so long. Now I'm scared of you.

If someone attacks me, I become very calm.

It's the game. I have some kind of theory...

that you were going to switch groups and were on Shelly.

There are too many indications that you are betraying here.

I'm getting very nasty...

and wants to say personal things.

I want to hit back... With facts.

But facts in the game can be interpreted in two ways.

Fine, I like it.

ART: You seem annoyed.

Of course I am irritated. ART: Who do you suspect, Romana?

First Hank.

That's partly because of yesterday. I can't get that out of my head.

Why you throw me in front of the bus so blindly.

ART: Henk just said out loud: 'I'm not a traitor'.

I want to finish the round. Or anyone who dares. Iliass?

I'm not a traitor. ART: Romana?

Nor am I a traitor. ART: Britt.

I'm not a traitor.

I am not...

traitor. ART: And Ellen?

I'm not a traitor.

I'm not a traitor.

ART: It's time to write down the name of the person...

that you want to banish.

BRITT: Then you should write it down.

ILIASS: The finish is in sight.

I'm going to play a dirty game and go full on Henk.

If this goes wrong, it's over right away.

ART: Romana, let's start with you.

Henk, I just want to know if you are a traitor.

I'm sorry, Hank. You must be.

ART: Britt.

I really hope it's you, Hank...

and I know you hope you're not there.

I like being there.

Can you hear it all.

ART: Jay. -I have Britt.

You're just right. JAY: I'm going for...

my actress here next to me.

ART: Ellen.

Sorry, Hank. It's really nothing personal...

but I think and hope that you are the traitor.

ART: Hank.

Britt.

For me a good addition to Thijs.

ART: That means the standings...

3-2 is.

Three votes for Henk, two for Britt.

Iliass has the casting vote.

Henk, I think you are a top guy on a personal level...

but we are playing a game.

Hank.

I'm defeated. It's done.

I can't say anything now.

ART: 4-2, Hank.

Britt stays in the game...

and you are banished. You can stand there...

and tell them if they are right or not.

HENK: Then you stand there and you see them watching.

You are defeated.

I am a man of honor and conscience.

ELLEN: That's when I start to doubt a little...

but i can't go back.

You all have no human knowledge.

I am a faithful.

I don't know what I hear. I swear.

HENK: At that point I'm done with it.

If I lose a game, I want to leave.

Figure it out.

ELLEN: Shit.

BRITT: Bye, dear Henk. - He does stupid things just like them...

but he has no tactics behind it.

You know what I said to you.

He has taken a few actions. - I know, but he's just like that.

'I'm Henk'. He shouts, does something.

You have as a group...

a faithful off.

Again.

I wish you all a peaceful night.

Sleep tight.

I won't see ONE of you again tomorrow.

ROMANA: I honestly don't know who...

I don't have anyone that I think: it's you.

Britt, leave me alone tonight. -What?

Are we going to get this, Jay. -Leave me alone.

BRITT: I'm a faithful one. ELLEN: You have the shield, right?

Then she can come. Come tonight.

The two remaining traitors are sitting on roses, it seems.

Of course Britt got two votes at the round table...

but since mastermind Iliass voted for Henk...

the former judoka was banned by four votes.

Now that Henk has gone home, there are three faithful...

and two traitors in the game.

You do, because with the murder happening tonight...

comes the score with the final in sight at 2-2.

Matter of finishing for the traitors.

How do you feel? -I'm exhausted.

How proud I am of you. Our plan seems to be working.

This is just going to work.

Besides...

You know who your co-traitor is, don't you?

You're not going to feel this again. -Do you know who your co-traitor is?

How can you be like that?

This feels so good.

He just has the shield.

This man has the shield again.

I'm good at gambling. Maybe I should do something about it.

You have... If it wasn't for you...

and Thijs didn't sacrifice himself...

I already was. -Big 'shout-out' to Thijs.

Otherwise we wouldn't be here. -Luckily we had Henk...

and we got a few people with us.

You know what we have to do...

and you know who's going out. -Are you absolutely sure?

We're going to do it. That's just the way it is.

On to the final.

We love them equally. It's okay. -Yes really.

ILIASS: This is going to be a very gruesome murder.

A murder...

which I am not grateful for.

Bye, sweetie. -Are you ready for today?

Yes, dude. The final...

I'm here. Who would have thought?

It worked. It can't go wrong anymore.

If our plan works...

A final full of traitors...

and faithful.

21 kilos of silver.

You all have a chance at that.

Take a good look at each other just ONE more time .

BRITT: I am a traitor.

ILIASS: I've had enough daggers in people's backs...

now it's Britt's turn.